Eyes Don't Lie ✩ Jenna Ortega (G!P)

XVII

| Jenna's POV |

Avoiding Y/N was a bit hard.

Due to her playing my love interest, we had so many scenes to film together. We were working on the scene where we're talking in a lounge looking room of the abandoned movie theatre. It was the one where Y/N catches sight of Ghostface behind me.

I didn't know if I should be mad or sad at her. I felt like both - I had every right to. It's not easy for me to have hook ups, I care too much and fall too fast. It's a problem, trust me. With Y/N, it felt different. I guess she didn't feel the same - she made that crystal clear.

I don't think she realizes how much she hurt me. I have spent the past two weeks sobbing my eyes out in my trailer. I cried a little harder when Emma had to go back and prepare for A Good Girl's Guide To Murder. While I was proud of her and didn't want to hold her back, I needed her more than ever right now.

I confided in Melissa and she tried convincing me to try dating someone to get over Y/N. It's not that easy for me.

After a long excruciating day of working, my eyes couldn't stay open for any longer. I felt like I was going to pass out at any moment. I hadn't got much sleep since everything went down with Y/N - she was the reason I've been sleepless for almost two weeks now. Every now and then, Melissa would stay in my trailer to make sure I got a few good naps in to maintain my health. It obviously wasn't enough and it was even more obvious how exhausted I look.

We were close to wrapping Scream IV. I was happy about that, but not ready to attend premiers and interviews with Y/N. I almost wished I had never met her. I almost wished that I hated her or that I never made amends with her. I almost wished I never continued this movie.

But, I didn't. I couldn't, anyway. One; I love this movie and the franchise itself. Two; I couldn't hate someone that I never fully hated in the beginning. And three; it felt like the fate when we met. Despite the circumstances and how we both acted.

I wouldn't fully admit it to myself or out loud to anyone but I felt like I needed Y/N. She was a drug - an addictive one - someone that made life better for everyone and turned your bad days into good ones with the flash of a smile.

Overthinking sucks. I've felt... guilty? Almost like the whole reason Y/N yelled those words to me was because it was my fault. But, it wasn't. Apparently.

"Jenna, answer this. Have you even showered?" Emma's cornered voice called for me. I had been lying on my bed with piles of clothes surrounding me since I lost my motivation to clean. "God, this girl really ruined you."

"I just wonder why I bother anyway. Everyone just ends up hurting me and yet, I keep falling for people." Tossing the hackie sack in the air, I sighed and looked at my phone that had Emma's sympathetic face on it. "And yes, I have showered. Just not like I usually do."

"Good, it's a start. Look, Jen, I'm sure you'll be okay. I'm always here if you need me, but I really need you to forget about Y/N. She's not worth it."

She was right - we both knew it. Sooner or later after talking for a little longer about life and literally everything else, I hung up. I stood up and examined my messy trailer with a tired sigh. I think the saddest part about me was that if Y/N were to come here and apologize, I'd forgive her in a heartbeat.

I changed out my boring old clothes; slipping on some new and fresh ones. I wore red boxers with a black outline, grey sweats, and a soccer jersey. My hair wasn't as natty as before, I managed to brush all the knots out and even did some of my makeup to feel a little less self-conscious.

A soft knock was placed on my door. I half expected Y/N to be there.

I opened up the door and my shoulders tensed up when I was right. There Y/N stood with her leather jacket draped over her tired shoulders, her baggy black jeans hugging her air forces. The shirt I gave her hugged her body in all the right places.

"Jenna, let's talk." I was about to shut my door and keep my dignity in tact but she stuck her foot in between it, looking at me with pleading eyes. "Please?"

Without a verbal response, I kicked the door back open. Allowing her inside, Y/N took a hesitant step forward. I sighed quietly under my breath, silently chanting that I wouldn't fall for her spell.

"What do you want?" My tough exterior showing as I crossed my arms over my chest. Her eyes traced my muscles before clearing her throat.

"I fucked up, I get that. I said some pretty fucked up shit and for that, I'm sorry, Jenna. You didn't deserve any of that, I didn't consider your feelings. It was selfish of me." Y/N took a deep breath from her fast rambling. "I'm really sorry, Jenna. I-I want to start over and... fuck."

"Take your time." My hands reached for hers, my thumb running over the smooth skin of her knuckles.

"I do like you." Y/N confessed in a soft whisper. My eyes went a little wide and I physically had to stop my heart from behind so giddy. I stopped the smile from creeping on my face. "I want to work whatever this is out and I promise that if you give me a chance, I won't ever hurt you the way I did again."

I paused for a couple of moments - I really wanted to work her nerves as a little revenge experience. Y/N had the most scared and nervous expression on her face. It all relaxed when I slowly smiled, kissing the backs of her hands.

"I forgive you, Y/N/N." I breathed out as she cupped my cheeks, running her thumbs under my eyes.

"God- Jenna, you look so tired. Did I cause this?" She closely looked into my usual brown eyes that were now filled with a black color and red, stressed out veins.

"I don't want to make you feel more guilty than you already feel..." I scratched the back of my neck but Y/N stopped me.

"I practically deserve it." Y/N kissed my nose, my eyes instinctively closing as I pushed our foreheads together. "Come on." She pulled my arms with her as she walked backwards to my bed.

Y/N collapsed back and pulled me on top of her. I adjusted my position and threw my legs around her waist. I felt like a koala baby - clinging so tight to her but I didn't care - it felt so right. My arms tightened around her torso as my face buried itself in the crook of her neck.

Y/N comfortingly rubbed my back, kissing my forehead until I fell asleep. It was the best night of rest I've ever had.

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A/N:
I lied hehehe. I give you a happy chapter 😘