Imagines with Jenna Ortega

Pancakes pt. 3

"And there it is... it still looks like a bean but your baby is growing there." The doctor announced as our baby showed to the screen. It's an exciting emotion and you have tears of joy.

"Are you fucking crying?" Jenna teased.

You hide yourself while wiping your tears. "N-No..."

"Is she your husband's sister? Well, darling, tell your brother that next check he should be here with her partner." The doctor announced.

"Well, I'm the fa-"

"She's just my assistant. The father is really out of the picture." Jenna hesitated. Your heart shattered when she denies you. You do understand that she is an actress, but it hurts you even though that child is also yours.

Your tears fall again and stood up and left the room. "I'm just gonna call someone." I didn't wait for Jenna's response.

I just waited outside until Jenna and the doctor exited the room. "Keep in mind to eat more nutritious food, avoid stress works and have time to rest. I'll see you next month for another check-up."

"Noted! Thanks, doc!" The doctor left and Jenna looked at me.

"You left me there."

"I have clients to talk with." You coldly replied.

"What's with that tone?"

"Nothing, I think your driver is here. I'll go ahead now. Thank you for inviting me here." You quickly looked back and exited the clinic, you also heard her calling you but you chose to ignore her.

When weekends passed, you tried to make yourself busy and forget what happened last Friday but you're still hurt and waiting for Jenna's apology, but nothing. You have no clients today so you decide to clean your apartment. After several hours of cleaning, someone knocked on your door.

"I have no clients today... That's weird." You blurted out and went to your door to see who was knocking and you weren't expecting that Jenna is there.

"I bought some groceries for our breakfast and lunch." Jenna rapidly walked to your home and passed you as she put the bags on your kitchen counter.

"Excuse me? What are you doing here?"

"Breakfast." Jenna pointed her grocery bags.

You groaned and held your temple, "Look, Jenna, I'm quite busy right now, my clients are coming here to my studio." You reasoned out.

"You have no clients today." Jenna sat on the table chair while munching some baby carrots. "You gave your schedule for the month even though it's not necessary but again, you are free today. So cook me some breakfast."

"You don't have to buy these, I can buy my goods here. Also, you can just call me if you need something."

"Well, I need you to cook me breakfast, and dinner. It saves time and gas for your car. So, I brought everything here." She smiled innocently.

You can't be mad with those pretty smiles. You like her, obviously. But you are upset about how she turns off your part as another mother of your child.

"Can you make us more pancakes, please?" She begs.

"Us?"

"Me and your kid."

You scoffed. "So it's my kid now?"

"I knew it! You are upset!" She yelled it like she won a bet. I rolled my eyes and just ignored her. So immature of her. No wonder you still like her.

I get her grocery bags and started to cook some pancakes for her. "Are you just gonna ignore me, tequila?" She leaned on the counter while watching you cook.

"This is how we met right? I was being nosy with you that I can defeat you in the tequila challenge. And you chose to ignore me, but I know you are so annoyed already by me."

"I want to have a quiet environment, Jenna. So can you please shut up?"

"Oouuhh... I totally remember this. Just like when I defeated you in that challenge. Don't be upset now, Y/N/N. It's just nothing."

"Nothing?! That is also my kid, Jenna!" You burst out as you can't hold your emotions. You were offended by her.

"Jeez! I was talking about the night we have sex. What is wrong with you? Did you woke up on the wrong side of your bed?"

"You can't just push me off like that back at the clinic. I am still their mother, the other parent." You explained to her.

"You know why I need to say those words, Y/N. I'm protecting myself from a big scandal of mine."

"But you can't just announce that the other parent is really out of the picture. That's why I'm here, I'm fucking taking responsibility, cooking everything that you want."

"If you just wear a goddamn condom then this would not happen to me! To you! Basically, this is your fault! I am the  one who will carry my child in 9 months."

"Your child?! That's mine too! Ours!"

"Fuck you, Y/N! You are being selfish! Think someone lives here too! Everyone will notice that my body is changing and my mood is changing. They will find out anytime soon that I got pregnant and they will think I'm a fucking slut!" Jenna was frantic, her eyes were teary and her voice are breaking.

At some point, she is right. She's a very known artist in the country and it's hard for her to accept that she is pregnant at a young age, at a peak of her success. But all you wanted was to be credited as well, it is not only her fault, both of you had regretful choices. But you can't do anything right now but accept what's already there.

"I-I'm sorry. I got out of the line. I respect you, really. But I just wanted to let you know that I'm not going anywhere until our child is born. I want to be there, I don't want to let our kid run around the streets without knowing their other parent. My point is I was offended when you said that the father is really out of the situation. I am not those guys, Jenna. That's why I'm here. If you want to hide me from the public then let it be but please, don't take my accountability as our child's mother." You explained to her calmly and Jenna got relaxed by your clarifications.

"Sorry if I drove you away disrespectfully. I do understand your point now. And it's very offensive, sorry." She apologizes. You walked towards her and wiped her tears away.

"Stop crying now, our child will be sad as well." You both chuckled when you cheered her up. Jenna holds your hand that is placed on her cheeks and stares at you deeply.

"Your hands... they are soft" she praises, "your fingertips... It tickles me, but I like it." You can't help but get tingles in your heart. Jenna Ortega acknowledging you. But not until...

"Fire!" Your pancake is on fire.

"Shit!" You quickly got the pan out of the stove and ran towards the sink and open the tap and created thick smoke that rang your alarm.

"I got it!" You stepped on your counter and killed your alarm which can cause problems for the building itself. "You okay?" You asked her but Jenna just cackled and again her laughter is soft melodies to your ear.

You know that she is truly happy with your dumb actions, well, at least you earned her smile.

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A/N: I lied! Sorry, I got busy with my work. Anyways enjoy!