Trauma Bonds (Mirrored Souls Book 2) Jenna Ortega Love Story

Chapter 5

China POV

I'm going to say this and say it very bluntly. I am about to get myself into trouble at this studio. The first few hours were spent with Isis recording her new songs; the second half, not so much. For some odd reason, Jenna and Isis are drunk. I haven't drunk sh*t because, for one, I'm not in the mood and someone has to be responsible. I'm having a very hard time staying on this couch because, at the moment, they both are dancing in ways my little brain cannot handle appropriately. My mind is completely in the gutter right now, and the song they are dancing to definitely isn't helping.

As Versace on the floor is playing and they are over, they're slowly grinding to the song. When did I even become this damn gay that I can't handle this?

"Baby, come over here!" Jenna said loudly over the music, and I just shook my head no because I am definitely enjoying it from an angle. She rolls her eyes and drunkenly makes her way over to me.

"Slow down, drunkie, before you fall." I chuckled as she almost fell into my lap.

"Who are you calling a drunkie?" Jenna said, slurring the last part. I chuckled as she lost her balance and clung on to me for support.

"You. The one falling all over me right now." I said this and pecked her on the cheek as she stood between my legs and placed her head in the crook of my neck. After looking up at me, she eventually turned her body and faced the direction I was looking in. She noticed Isis still over there dancing, and she looked at me and smirked.

"Baby, I might be drunk, but... she's fine as fuck." Jenna burst out laughing.

"You need to drink some water." I handed her the water bottle beside me, and she took a sip and let out a breath.

"I don't know why you gave me that, like it would shut me up. I meant what I said; she's fine as fuck." Jenna said this after wiping her mouth with the back of her hand for no reason at all.

"I'm aware. I have eyes, you know." I said I was wrapping my arms around her waist.

"I thought they were broken for a second. Because I'd fuck the hell out of her." Jenna said, Yep, that's a wrap for Jenna.

"Okay, you are obviously more drunk than I thought." I said I was face-palming myself.

"I'm drunk, but I know what I'm talking about. Don't act like you don't feel the same way about her." Jenna said she was crossing her arms but not turning to face me.

"Are you wanting me to say yes here?" I was confused because she was really pressing the issue.

"Yeah. kind of, because I literally saw you staring at her. And news flash, we are married, and I know what it looks like when you are turned on." Jenna said, Ok, maybe she isn't as drunk as I thought she was. "You've had a boner for that girl since you met her."

"That's not true." I said, Why is she even saying this?

"Bullshit. I'm honestly surprised you didn't fuck her for those three weeks you didn't come home." Jenna said she was laughing, and I realized that the alcohol was making her tell her true feelings. "I'm actually still convincing myself that you haven't."

"Is that really how you feel?" I asked, confused, but at that moment a switch went off in Jenna.

"No, you dumbass, I literally just told you I wanted to sleep with her." Jenna said she was laughing out of nowhere, and I shook it off because she is drunk. "Anyway, I am going to go back and dance with Isis."

I shook my head as Jenna went back over to Isis, who had not for a second stopped slow grinding and enjoying herself. I have no clue how I am going to deal with both of them on the way home or when we get there.

"Daddy, come dance with us." Isis said over the music, stopping to look directly at me. Yeah, she is fucking wasted. I place my fingers on my temples, trying to figure out what the fuck is happening.

"Please daddy." Jenna said after, and at that moment, I think I just died.

"Okay, I can fix this." I said I was getting up and walking over to the two of them. "You and you, we are leaving."

"Noooooo, we don't want to leave." Jenna groaned, and Isis huffed in response.

"We are having fun." Isis slurred, and I just rolled my eyes and looked at the both of them.

"Ok. We're going to try this one more time." I said that and then cleared my throat. "Jenna and Isis, take y'all's asses outside; we are leaving."

"But," Jenna started, but I quickly cut her off after the first word.

"Jenna and Isis, if you don't take your drunk asses and get in the car, we are going to have a serious problem when we get back to the house." I spoke bluntly and meant every word that I said.

"Okay." They both said it at the same time, and I raised an eyebrow at them because they weren't moving yet.

"Okay, now." I said, giving them a look, that I was just about fed up with their shit for the night.

"Let me go tell Riot bye." Isis spoke softly and started walking to the other side of the building. Jenna, for a fact, knew she was in trouble, and that fact sobered her up real quick.

"Baby I.." Jenna started, and I cut her off.

"I don't want to hear it." I chuckled, and Jenna exhaled deeply through her nose. "You're already in trouble."

"Was it the daddy thing?" Jenna asked while literally twiddling her thumbs.

"I advise you not to say that to me right now. The possibility of punishment is still very likely." I chuckled as Jenna's face turned ghostly white before turning bright red. Jenna weighed her options and decided not to respond, which was the best thing she could do because she was one word away from catching all this. We stood there in comfortable silence until Isis walked back over with her belongings that she brought with her.

"Okay, I'm ready." Isis said it softly, and I chuckled because I never in a million years pictured her in this limelight. She is such a hard-core rapper that honestly, this side of her is weird."

"Okay, let's get you two to the car without a disaster. Does that sound like a plan?" I said, looking at both of them as they looked at me with the same exact facial expression. They both nodded, not saying anything, and I thought it was funny because, why so quiet now? We made our way outside to get in the car.

"Are you all okay?" I asked, being an asshole, because I knew what was wrong with them.

"Naw, not really." Isis said as I pulled out of the parking lot.

"Aww, what's wrong?" I asked to see if she would say it and be honest.

"I know why Jenna did what you said, but I'm not exactly sure why I did." Isis said, and I chuckled.

"Trust me, you're just like Jenna." I said that and made my way down the highway..