Ruining Us

Chapter 15: Acquaintances?

.:Recap:.

"So you've really moved on," I found myself saying. "You found someone else. That's great. Fucking perfect," I growled, my voice growing in volume. "So I'm just expected to sit here halfway across the bloody world with a heart torn into pieces while I still love you more than words can say, while you and Spencer have a grand old time being a couple that love each other very much,"

Tears were flowing now, and my jaw was set. Jess stared at me in shock and shook her head vigorously.

"Zack, I'm sorry, I-"

I couldn't bear to see her beautiful face anymore, knowing it could never be mine, and ended the call, pretty sure our relationship was ruined.

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{~Jess POV~}

It had been a while since I had checked Facebook, so the that night, I lay on my bed with my laptop. Spencer, Danny and Eddie were downstairs playing an Xbox game. I clicked on Facebook, and my heart skipped a beat as I saw the message I had received.

I'm free all today and tomorrow, love ya :) x

I barely dared breathe as I stared at the message. Zack still loved me, and he wanted to talk today or tomorrow. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. I squeezed my eyes shut and took a few deep breaths, struggling not to cry as I opened them again and typed out my reply.

Awesome! I'll be on tomorrow, love ya too x

I couldn't bring myself to add a smiley face. He would hate me by the end of the conversation, why should I bother? I sighed and stared miserably at my computer screen, not even looking up when Spencer entered the room and sat beside me.

"Don't worry, Jess, it'll turn out alright," he said softly, resting a hand on the small of my back. I closed my eyes, rested my head on my arms and sighed. He began to rub circles into my back, and then started to give me a massage, making me moan and shiver beneath his touch. He chuckled and stopped, laying beside me. We turned to look at each other and I just stared into his beautiful eyes for a while, embracing their warmth.

I curled up against his chest after a while and he wrapped his arms around me. We didn't say anything, we just lay there. I found myself getting drowsy and yawned, snuggling up to him before finally succumbing to the blackness.

**

The next morning, I awoke still on my bed. Spencer must have put my laptop away at some point because it was no longer there, and neither was he. He had changed me out of my clothes at some point, but retained my dignity by not taking my underwear off as well. I mentally thanked him as I got out of bed in search for him.

I found him in the kitchen and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind, burying my face in his shoulder. I inhaled his scent as he chuckled a little and said huskily,

"Morning, gorgeous,"

I smiled against his t-shirt. I really wanted to get used to this. Waking up in the mornings to Spencer calling me gorgeous, preferably in our bed though, without the constant worry of Zack looming over me.

"Morning," I whispered, trying not to let the tears show in my voice. But Spencer knew, Spencer always knew. It seemed he knew me inside out.

"Jess, talk to him. Right now. You'll feel better, go on, he'll understand," he said sternly and I sighed, kissed him briefly and slowly walked up the stairs again. I booted up my laptop with a heavy heart. I could barely feel any pain or sadness anymore; I was numb. I needed to be numb for what I was about to do to poor Zack, who I'll admit I still loved.