The Real Him.

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

"What are you doing here?" I asked taken back by his sudden appearance. I couldn't beleive he still had the nerve to come to my house after what he did.

Sam and I had history. I'm not talking about the class but as in we were together for almost a year. Man, where those months amazing. Until he decided to play me for a fool. He made me fall for him. Deep. I feel in love with him, and he feel in love with me. Or at least I thought. We were happy and madly into each other. He was my first. I wasn't his first but that didn't matter because he had said I'd be his last, and I believed him. Everything was going well but then he started acting distante. Like he was hiding something. I brushed it off telling my self that everything was fine.

One day I went over to his house to surprise him. I used my key to open since his mom wasn't there and he didn't know I was coming. I walked into his room and caught him fucking Miranda a committed 'Christian'. She didn't seem so committed to God at that moment. He tried to explain but I walked out. I felt hurt, and betrayed. He ended up leaving the town a month later making things easier for me until now.

"I thought I'd come and see how you've been doing." He replied. His eyes filled with many emotions. He can't be serious.

"Oh you mean how I've been doing since what happened right. Huh?" I laughed. "You have some nerve to show up like it's nothing."

He looked a bit taken back.

"Jenna please just let me explain."he pleaded.

"Explain? Explain what exactly. How she seduced you and shit." I suppressed the tears from fall. Tears of anger and sadness. "That's all bullshit."

"Please just-"

"I don't have time for bullshit." He stoped me from closing the door.

"Please think about us, thin-" how dare he say that.

"Think about us?" I lost my temper. "You should have thought about us when you went and fucked that Christian whore, but you didn't. How dare you tell me that."

He took a step back from my angry figure. I slammed the door in his filthy face.

He just can't do that. He can't hurt me, dissapear, and then come back months later as if nothing happened. I'm so hurt and confused. I feel like crying then I feel like throwing things at the wall. I loved him with all my heart. I thought I'd move on after 8 months apperantly I was wrong.

After hours of crying and shattered glass; my mom decided to make an appearance. Oh boy! "Hey baby." Shes sweet talking me this must be a big favor she'll ask for.

"Baby?" I chocked. "What is it? What do you want now?" I asked.

"Well don't you know me perfectly?" She laughed. "Since you asked. Today we will be attending a dinner."

"A dinner? Who's dinner?" I almost chocked on the water I was drinking. "That doesn't sound like your thing. Your usually out getting laid." Her face turned sour.

"I am your mother. Respect me." Respect? We are far from respect, but I didn't say anything. "It's at the company. We are welcoming our new boss." She grinned. Oh okay now I get it She probably wants to get down and dirty with the boss. Disgusting.

Although my mother was a slut, she had an amazing job. She was the CEOs personal assistant. (I'm surprised she hasn't fucked him.) It doesn't sound like a position that would pay much but when you work for The Rey Company you get paid enough to live better than middle class. Yet not enough to say your rich.

"Fine. Whatever."

"It's 8 the dinner starts at 9. Hurry up and get ready. Wear a nice dress Jenna.".She orders as I make my way up to my room.

It's going to be a long long night.