Jenna ortega one shots

makeups

Y/ns pov

I sit on the couch the TV blaring behind my thoughts. My phone pings I don't care to check it. I don't want to move.

After everything went down I sat alone on the couch not knowing what to do. I was angry so angry Jenna tryed to talk to me but I pushed her away, we fought and I said I was going to be gone by the next morning but I don't have the guts to leave.

As angry as I still am I don't wanna leave. This is the first good thing in my life, she's the first good thing and I don't wanna lose her to some stupied fight. We fight all the time this time shouldn't be any different.

A loud knock at the door, snaps me out of my trance.

I throw the thin blanket off my lap letting the cold air hit my legs, but before I can stand up I hear footsteps from down then hall.

Jenna scurry's to the door. I quickly sit back down acting unfazed and staring at the TV.

"Food for Jenna?" A deep voice says through the door. My stomach grumbles at the words, I haven't eaten anything for over 14 hours. I've been so out of it I didn't even realize I was hungry.

"Thank you." Jennas sweet voice repeats. She gently closes the door and then takes her time to slowly turn around and face me. Clutching the bag tightly. keep my eyes on the screen, pretending I don't see her at all.

"Um.. I know you don't want to talk but.. I thought maybe if your hungry-"
She pauses looking at the floor.

"Just here." She says throwing the bag onto the couch. I dont acknowledging her, even though I really want to, I mean i don't want to, but I do.

"Uh... if you don't want it thats fine I just thought." She steps closer to the couch "I was hungry and thought maybe you were too but it's fine. I don't have to eat I can go. You can have the food." She croaks, practically shaking. " or if you already ate, that's fine. You can save it for later." She continues.

"Thank you." I say still not smothering to look at her.

"Y/n?" She says so innocently. Im scared to look at her, I want to be mad and I know that right when I look at her anger will be the last thing on my mind. Ugh I hate her in the best way, why can't I just be mad.

"Y/n please?" I don't want to know what she's asking, but I know exactly whats she's asking. And I wish I didn't because I can't, I can't look at her and she knows I can't.

"I just, I wanna fix this. Please? I don't wanna fight, I hate fighting, I know this is all my fault and I know admitting its my fault isent going to erase the problem because you also know its my fault, and I know begging for your forgiveness isent going to do anything but make me seem more pathetic then I already do, and I know I hurt you and I worried you and I made you and.."

Her words begin to crack and I know the tears are already running down her face. I want to wipe them away. I don't know why im acting so mad if I don't want to be but I feel like I should be. 

"Im sorry this is stupid." She sniffles.

She begins to stand up.

"Jenna." I say not having words to follow it up. I just don't want her to leave. She looks at me. Im not looking at her but I can feel her looking at me.

"Don't leave, I don't, I don't want you to leave.. please." I pick my nails at the sound of my own voice. I've only heard it playing in my head its sounds weird out loud.

"You want me to stay?" She says frozen looking directly at me.

I nob as I bring my eyes to hers. Her perfect deep brown eyes that just melt into the rest of her perfect round face. And her perfect messy hair that falls over her perfectly tanned shoulders. She smiles through her dryed tears.

"Yes i want you to stay." I knew her eyes were a trap, i don't care because Jenna folds into my arms and once again I can smell her vinalla sented perfume, I can feel her silky hair against my face, and her soft cherry favored lips against mine. And all of a sudden all is forgiven.

Okayy i know this was bad but i tried. I had to rush it, so sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes.