More than friends, less than lovers.

ruined

Emma's pov

The next morning of the party, I wake up to my alarm. I don't even want to get up today. After what I saw last night, what do I say to Jenna? Do I even say anything at this point?

I get up from my bed and stretch before grabbing some clothes from my suitcase and walking into the bathroom. I take a quick shower, my mind filled with thoughts of what would happen today.

Once I step out of the shower, I dry my body and put on lotion before putting on a black leather jacket with a white shirt under, some jeans, and black converse. After I'm done changing, I brush my teeth and do my hair.

I quickly call an Uber, not wanting to have to wait in the lobby where I could risk seeing Jenna or Bryce. I put my phone inside my pocket and make my way out of the hotel room.

Once I'm out, I make my way to the elevator, passing Jenna's door. I wonder if he's in there with her. I go inside the elevator and click the first floor button, thoughts filling my head as the doors close. What about our kiss? She said she wouldn't leave me. Am I feeling this way because I'm protective of her or what? It shouldn't matter to me.

I step out of the elevator and make my way out of the hotel, making sure Jenna or Bryce weren't around.

Jenna's pov

As I awake in my bed, I can feel my head throbbing. How much did Bryce pour in my cup yesterday? I can barely remember anything besides him kissing me and seeing Emma walking out the door.

I hadn't realized what was going on until I heard the cheering. I told Emma I wouldn't leave her, yet I was making out with a boy in the corner of his hotel room. I thought of Emma and how upset she already was because of our kiss the night before Bryce's party, I can't imagine what's going to happen now.

Hopefully she's not upset. If I'm being honest, I'm upset about the kiss as well. Yes, I gave into it, but that's because the only person I had kissed in a long time was Emma, so when Bryce kissed me, I thought of her. I completely forgot that it was Bryce who was kissing me until he tried to escalate it. Emma would never do that.

I got off my bed and panicked a bit as I saw that I was already ten minutes late. Why don't I just call in sick? I can do something for Emma during my free time, and my head is hurting right now anyway.

I pick up my phone off the nightstand beside the bed and text Tim, telling him that I'm sick and won't be able to show up. They'll probably do some other scenes that don't need Wednesday in them.

Emma's pov

Once I get to the set, Tim tells me that Jenna called in sick. Is she avoiding me now or did she get too drunk?

"Em!" Hunter says.

"Hey Hunter." I replied.

He looked at me seriously.

"Come on, what happened? I can tell somethings wrong."

I sighed. Why should I even try to hide it from Hunter? He's basically my brother and knows everything about me.

"Jenna kissed Bryce."

"Woah what? After what happened the night before?" He asked.