The Girl's A Straight-Up Hustler (Jardougall)

17- Drinking Mimosas With Jenna's Friends

I could've laid in Jenna's bed for the rest of my life, with her arm wrapped around me and her lips on my neck. I squeezed her hand when she let out a breath on my skin. I was so comfortable.

Her room was either really hot, or I was still cooling off from our actions just a minute or so earlier. I still loved that feeling of her skin against mine, so I rolled over on my other side to face her.

She smiled at me and pecked my lips, her fingers tracing patterns on my hip. Her smile quickly faded and she sat up. Without saying anything else she swung her legs over the side of the bed and grabbed her phone. She scrolled up on it and started typing.

"I need to shower," she said in a low voice.

I pouted, pushing my eyebrows together. "Can't we just lay here for a bit?"

She sighed and looked at me. I could tell me wanting to lay with her was annoying her, but I couldn't help it. I wanted to just be close to her. "How about you just lay here, I'll shower, then you can shower, and you can stay the night? You can borrow some of my clothes tomorrow if you want. I'll drive you to work again."

I wanted to argue that, but she leaned down and kissed me. I practically melted whenever we kissed. "Okay," I said.

Jenna smiled, but it seemed forced. "I'll be right back."

I bit my lip as she climbed out of bed and grabbed some clothes from her dresser. When she left, I sighed and stared up at the ceiling, playing with my hair. Her phone vibrated on the table, so I looked over. I was trying to fight my curiosity. Her conversations were none of my business.

The comforter was pulled up to my chest, and I grabbed her phone. The text was from Jess.

Promise me you'll stay calm, Jen. They still don't know for sure how she's doing. Like I said they JUST put her back on suicide watch because of this

I let out a breath. Courtney was back on suicide watch. That explained why Jenna forced a smile at me when she left. I didn't know what to do, so I put her phone back and let out a breath.

I could hear the water from Jenna's shower, so I climbed out of bed to throw on my clothes from earlier. Then I heard a thump and Jenna's sobs, so I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could.

"Jenna!" She was curled up into a ball on the shower floor, and I couldn't tell what streaks on her face were water and what were tears. Her face was red, screwed up in a pained expression as she squeezed her eyes shut tight.

I ran to her side in the shower, feeling the water soak through my clothes. I forced her to look at me before reaching behind her to turn off the shower. She was still crying, so I hugged her body against mine and reached for a towel.

"Hey, hey, shh," I tried to comfort. I wiped off her face with the towel and as soon as I pulled it away, she buried her face in my neck. I took it as an opportunity to wrap the towel around her naked body. "Come on, we're gonna stand up now."

She said nothing, just continued to cry as I tried to pull her up with me. Once we had finally stood, I took it upon myself to lift her up in my arms and carry her back to her bedroom. Her sobs had quieted down now as she clutched onto me.

"Here we go," I cooed. I set her shaking body down on her bed and pulled the blankets around her before climbing in beside her. "I'm sorry your bed's gonna be all wet now."

She let out a small laugh but not before choking and crying again. My heart broke a little. I think a tiny piece of me died because of her sadness. I could do nothing but wrap my arm around her body.

It seemed like forever until Jenna finally calmed down. At this point I was rubbing her back comfortingly, just listening to every shaky breath she took in. She took in a deep breath and let it out shakily before sitting up.