Living After Abortion (Adopted by Jennifer Lawrence Fanfic)

(10) Why

••Jens POV••

I should've realized it before.

I'm so, so stupid.

He always seemed interested in his phone, always had excuses for not wanting to come over--especially the last two days. I just never thought about it or mentioned it to him.

I'm so stupid.

I look away from the blank tv, I've been staring at it for hours, but haven't bothered turning it on.

I told my manager I couldn't do the interview earlier, because honestly, I can't.

Yes, I'm an actress, but that doesn't necessarily make it easy for me to cover up a broken heart.

That's how I feel, like my heart has been shattered into a million pieces.

I tell myself that people have it worse than me. We could have been a married couple, now that would have been bad.

Screw Josh. Screw Claudia. Screw love. "Screw everyone!" I yell, forgetting that Maddie was upstairs.

I calm down and peek a look at my phone. I have fifteen missed calls, all from Josh. Twenty text messages, all from Josh. And five voicemails, all from Josh.

I don't feel like hearing his voice, so I look at the texts first.

They all range from, "please we can work this out?" to "can you ever forgive me?"

"No. " I say aloud.

How could I ever forgive him, nevertheless work it out?

Filming Catching Fire and both of the Mockingjay movies is gonna be a blast.

••Maddie's POV••

I still can't believe it. Josh, he's a--he's a cheater.

He lied. He lied to us. He lied to Jen. He lied to me. I thought he cared. Nope. Nobody cares about me.

What about Jen?

A voice in my head asks.

Does Jen care?

I shrug my shoulders, thinking about the question.

You know the answer, you know she loves you.

I put my head down on my desk, only seconds later lifting it back up and logging on to my computer.

I go online to a gossip magazine and see something that catches my eye.

A headline that says, "Joshifer, together forever?"

It doesn't surprise me, it mainly scares me. I mean if the paparazzi can find out about stuff like this--when nobody's around...what all do they know?

I read the article and point out a few mistakes, like supposedly Jen was seen cussing Josh out and that I was seen slapping him or something? I don't even know. All I do know is that people will say whatever they can to make money, even if they have to trash other people's reputations by doing so.

I hear my ringtone, Royals, indicating that Willow is calling me.

I pick it up, "Hello?"

"Go to channel 107!" She screams, then the line went dead.

Hurriedly, I run to my tv and switch over to the correct channel.

My mouth falls open when I see what's happening.

There is a man, middle aged, I think, talking to the camera.

"Yeah, I was there. They were screaming at my sister and hitting and cussing at Josh. It's really too bad. They're postponing the marriage because of it." He says in what sounds like a really fake southern accent.

I turn off the tv.

Marriage? What? A rumor about Jen and Josh getting married or that girl Claudia and Josh?

This has to be a lie. It's a lie, right? Has Jen seen it?

A million questions run through my mind.

I pace the floor. What am I supposed to do? Ugh! What if I can't get another acting job because of this? What about my movie? Will it all be affected now because some old man who obviously wasn't there just told the world that I did something I would never do?

And what about Jen? Oh my gosh, what if she can't ever get another acting job?

I start breathing really hard--where I'm unable to catch my breath. A few tears I never knew were in my eyes fell. I start to get really dizzy so I take a seat on my bed, griping the footboard.

This continues for a few minutes, but soon it passes--whatever it was.

I stand up, take a few steps and sit back down on the bed, gripping my head. A new thought occurs to me.

What will Romeo think?

Wait, why should I care what Romeo thinks?

This is all so frustrating.

I walk downstairs, carefully so Jen won't know I'm here.

I see that she's on the phone screaming, and for a split second I thought it was Josh. And that hurt. She doesn't need to go back to him.

"Look Chloe, I don't know who this guy is, but he's not telling the truth!" I hear Jen say to her manager over the phone.

I walk to the couch and sit down. This is so unreal.

"Whatever. Bye. " Jen throws her phone on the ground--yes actual chunking it towards the ground, and plops down next to me.

I was about to ask what the call was about when she said, "I have to do a press conference in an hour and you have to come along and tell your side of the story. " She put her face in her hands only to peek through her fingers. "I'm sorry. "

"Jen, you have nothing to be sorry about. " She looks into my eyes, "It's not your fault. You can stop blaming yourself, because that won't get you anywhere. "

***

After a few minutes I go back upstairs to find something to wear to this stupid press conference.

It makes me sick knowing that Jen has to go tell people about what happened in her relationship to save her career. And mine.

I look through my closet, I decide to keep it simple, but classy with a grey shirt that's tight on top, but hangs low on the bottom. I pair that with some black jeans and my converse.

I also put on a gold necklace that falls on my stomach. I brush my hair and part it, keeping it down. I then put on some pink lipgloss that you can barely see.

I'm done in about twenty minutes, so I go downstairs to see if Jen is ready. Sure enough she's sitting on the couch, phone in hand, texting away. I peek and see that it's Jena.

When in doubt, go to your best friend.

••Authors Note••
Hey guys! Yeah I know, two updates in one day! Your welcome(:

A special thanks to Cya_l8r_bby! She helped me a lot with this chapter! Also check out her Joshifer story, Only a Friend!

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