Coincidence -Omaha Boys-

Grier's House

Tiffany Johnson

I got into Nash's car, and right away he said. "Are you okay?"

"I'll tell you later." Is all I said. I didn't know how to explain it. "Just go," I said looking out the front window. "Please." It came out weak.

Once we got to his house me, him and Hayes sat down and watched Bob's Burgers. Halfway through the second episode we were watching I spoke up. I hadn't really talk since I got here just said 'hey and 'okay'. "Guys?" They both looked at me in a 'What's up ' and a 'Yeah?' look. I hadn't been paying attention to the show at all just thinking about what Jack said. "What do you you guys think of me?" I asked softly and looked down at my hands fiddling with my fingers.

"What do you mean?" Nash asked confused.

"Like what's a word you would use to, um like describe me I guess." I said in more a shy questioning tone.

"Beautiful. Kind. Outgoing. Smart. Amazing. Hot. Caring." Hayes started to list off on his fingers.

"Why are you asking, T?" Nash interrupted Hayes. "In all the time I've know you, you weren't really one to care that much about what people think of you. What happened?"

"Um, nothing." I sighed, he was right I normal don't care that much about what people think of me but like my friends, and even my brother have a big impact on my confidence. "Can I barrow a shirt, it's getting to hot to wear this." I said gesturing to my jacket.

"Yeah, borrow one of Hayes' his should fit better." Nash said and me and Hayes both nodded.

"Come on." Hayes said and I walked upstairs with him into his room. He pulled out a simple white shirt and handed into. "Meet you downstairs." He said and I nodded, then he left to go back down stairs to Nash. I took off my jacket off and but on the white t-shirt. I grabbed my jacket and carried it down stairs with me. I looked down before I went back into the living room I looked at my arms, the marks visible but the sleeves were long enough to cover about half of the marks. The marks were still kinda of red but started to have purple in it.

I walked into the living room and sat down instead of sitting where I was before right next to Hayes I sat down on the other end of the couch, basically on the other side of the living room to help hide the marks a little better. Hayes wasn't on the couch when I got back but by minutes he walked back with some water bottles, he handed one to Nash and started to hand one to me. I put my arm out and he pulled the water bottle back, instead grabbing my arm and looking at the marks. "What the hell?" He whispered inspecting the mark on one of my arms lifting the sleeve gently up more to show the entire thing.

"What?" Nash said looking at us, but Hayes' back was blocking Nash's vision so he stood up and walked over to us. Nash grabbed my arm out of Hayes' hands and inspected it just like Hayes did. "Who did this?" Nash asked lightly putting his fingers on the bruising, and I flinched away in pain. "Tiffany." Nash said and Hayes rushed to my other arm, inspecting that one.

"Who did this?" Hayes asked and Nash's eyes went to my other arm.

"It doesn't matter." I said trying not to look at either ones eyes.

"Then tell us what happen if you wouldn't tell us who." Nash said sitting down right next to me looking at me and Hayes sat down on the coffee table facing me.

"You guys, it doesn't matter." I sighed and looked down fiddling with my fingers again.

"Is this why you wanted me to pick you up right way?" Nash said, and kept trying avoid eye contact basically giving my answer away.

"Who?" Hayes asked.

"He didn't mean too, or maybe he did. I don't know." I sighed again, continued to mess with my fingers.

"Tell us what happen, we want to help." Nash said.

I sighed and gave in knowing they would keep asking. "The party last night, I ended up sleeping with Taylor at his place." I kept messing and looking down at my fingers. "I guess Jack, went there this morning and found the necklace he gave me and I was wearing it last night."

"Jack? Gilinsky?" Hayes asked and I nodded.

"This morning when he confronted me about it I realized it was Taylor, and me and G got into this fight. He yelled at me, and each time he yelled his grip on my arms got tighter and tighter. And when I tried to speak up to tell him he was hurting me he just yelled more." I said my eyes starting to get watery just remembering things that he was saying to me and the pain that I felt building back up. "Until Nate showed up and pulled him off of me, who knows I could still be there and maybe have more marks. I don't know." I said trying not to let tears out.

"Didn't you two break up? Why was he so mad?" Hayes asked.

"What did he say to you?" Nash asked.

"He um." I messed with my fingers more and spoke softly.

"He what?" Nash said.

"He basically called me a whore because I slept with Taylor. Even though he was sleeping around while we were in a relationship." I mumbled and the tears started to build up again. "He told me to go back to London to whore around there but everyone there already knew how much a whore I was and everyone here knew so I was worthless and trash." I said not holding the tears back anymore.

"What the fuck." Hayes said.

I wiped my tears away.

"Tiffany, your not a whore." Nash said.

"Not even close to one." Hayes added.

"T, remember everything I told you at the lake?" Nash asked me.

I looked up at him. "Yeah." I said softly and nodded slightly.

"All of that is still true." He said. "It will always be true."

Jack Gilinsky (rewind alittle to even Nate broke up Jack from hurting Tiffany anymore)

"Go dude, before you do more damage that you can't fix." Nate said sternly to me. I looked back at Tiffany and nodded. I looked at her arms once more, they were bright red and I knew there were going to be marks there for awhile. I walked outback and sat down resting my head in my hands.

I don't think I can fix this one. I remember how bad she was when Sam had called her a whore after she got back, but in reality she isn't. What she slept with one guy since we broke up, and I've slept with three counting that same night.

I don't know what I was thinking. And I told her I didn't know what I had seen in her. But in reality I still see it all. Her kindness, how much she cares for people, everything; the day we broke up was because I was an idiot while she was helping her best friend, caring for her. I love so much about her, physical things and personality things that are amazing about her. From her smarts to the small dimple she has on the side of her chin when she has a genuine smile on. Her smile is amazing. I would pay to see her smile. Even her eye rolls, everything she does is just amazing. She is amazing.

But I know there is a good chance that she won't take me back, again. I mess up with her to much, and I don't know why.

It might be because she is to good for me, or even I don't want to hurt so bad later on so I do I sooner so there is less an impact, but I don't know why. I know if she forgives me, there is no way I can mess up, again. She could have anyone and she choose me twice. Even though she shouldn't of, hell Sam treats her better than I do. I just don't know what it is.

But I wasn't lying to her, I didn't do anything with Madison. I was about to but I didn't want to mess up what me and her had so I left. I only was going to do something with Madison was because I hadn't seen Tiffany in awhile but that was because she was helping Lily. Because she is the kind that puts other people in front of her, and that's one of things I love about her.

I don't even know why I really said any of that to her.

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