|♥︎|JENNA ORTEGA IMAGINES|♥︎|

Tell Me Honestly, Would You Still Love Me The Same?

Y/N's POV

Jenna has always been the strong and held together one in our relationship and while I loved that for her, it worried me as to where she goes when things get too much. 

I've always been able to tell when something was bothering her but when I tried to ask about it, she's always just been dismissive of the topic. And I understood that it's to always be strong, you feel like if you tell someone how you really feel it makes you weak. 

I understood that, but there are times when I look at Jenna and it's like you see she carries a large weight on her shoulders. I want to do anything I can to help her eventually be able to open up but for now just being here and showing that I am here for her will have to be enough. 

At least I thought it would be for a while but when Jenna came home tonight, she didn't greet me like she usually would, she didn't even say 'Hi' and I don't think she even saw me standing at the door. 

She just walked in the door, head down and went to bed, I knew it then and I know it now that it's better to give her space. But it's been over 3 hours now and I'm getting concerned. 

I know that I shouldn't go up there, I shouldn't bother her if she's never opened up once, but I couldn't leave her alone like that any longer. I can't sit here and do nothing while my girlfriend is up there dealing something as close to hell as it could get. 

So, with determination I got up off the couch and walked up the stairs. When I was about to knock on the door to our bedroom, I heard uncontrollable sobs coming from inside. 

I knock on the door and suddenly the sobs became muffled, "Baby, I know you always say to just give you your space and while I respect your wishes, I need know what's wrong. Tell me how I can help you." It was quiet for a while before I got a reply.

"Please just go away, I can handle this on my own. I'm not weak." I sigh, "You wanna know what I think. I think you are afraid to show me who you really are under that mask you put up." I heard yet another sob, but it was a lot closer than before, letting know that she was right behind the door. 

"And what if I am?!" I didn't mean to upset her further than she already was, "Then I understand. I used to be strong too but then I met you and that changed because I knew we couldn't both be strong. I tried my best for you when you finally asked me out. I let down all my wall so that you had somewhere to go whenever you felt like home just wasn't the same." 

I heard a small thud from the door, and I rest my forehead against it. "I'm not saying that you're weak, but I think that being truly strong when someone that loves you is trying to be there for you and help you, the strongest thing you can do is let them. I just want you to let me in Jen, even just a little bit." 

I couldn't but pick up on the way her breathing had gotten heavier, and the sobs were no longer muffled, they were loud and endless. "Jenna?" I grew worried, it sounded like she was having a panic attack.

"I-If I couldn't be s-strong, t-tell me h-honestly, w-would you still l-love m-me t-the same?" I smiled as I felt like I finally got through to her. 

"I would never judge you for being human, when I met you, I already knew there just had to be more underneath that mask. And I decided then and there that if you gave me a chance, I would love every part of you, every perfection and every imperfection. I will love you either way and I will be here for you, whenever you need me." I lifted my head when I felt the door shift a little.

And there she was, beautiful as always, tear streaked face and red puffy eyes; tiny sobs with large breaths and yet, she was still gorgeous.

"Oh baby, come here" I welcomed her with open arms as I slowly lifted her into my arms, she wraps her thighs around my waist. "How about I call you out of work for a few weeks? I think you need a break sweetheart." she nods as she cries into my neck. "Thank you for being patient with my heart, I know it's not easy-"

 I cut her off by kissing her head gently, "No need to thank me, it's what I'm here for. And I've never been the type of person to want easy. I like that you wouldn't make it easy, to me that meant that I must've meant something to you." she sniffs and pulls her head back to look at me, "You do, you mean everything to me." 

I could help but take her face in my hand and pulled her into a deep and passionate kiss, "I love you so much, I would give anything for you." she let a small smile slip through the tears, "I love you more."

 I walked into our room, closing the door behind me and set us both on the bed in a comfortable position as we both closed our eyes knowing we would talk in the morning. 

"I loved you first." I heard her chuckle beautifully before we both drifted off to sleep.