Without You (Tony Oller fan fiction)

Cut the chit chat

"Tony, look-" Jenna started in only to be cut off by Tony's cold voice.

"Jenna Stealth, I gave you everything. I laid my heart on the line for the well being of your happiness I tried so hard to give you everything. I really wanted to be able to wake up to your smile and to be the one that put it there. I love you so fucking much that it hurts; I love you so much that it isn't fair, but how can I pursue you any longer knowing you may pull the same shit? And for what: to be my best friend's flavor of the week? I love Malcolm, but he can't commit until he finds the perfect girl. Maybe to him, you're not perfect, but to me, you were. I just don't know that I can't trust you," he banged his hands on the table. Tears swelled in the corners of Jenna's eyes, "Just tell me the fucking truth; why did you leave me for him?"

"I didn't want to. I loved you, I still do, but I had to."

"Why?" Tony scrunched his nose, trying to clear his anger to be sympathetic.

"There's something Eman didn't tell you." She huffed, shoving a bread roll in her face.

"Cut the chit chat, and come out with it, Jenna."

She clutched her sweaty palm, and let out a deep sigh, "I know you love Malcolm. I don't, I don't love him. I'm not in love with him the way I am with you. Before he was discharged, the doctor told me Malcolm's head injuries were fatal. They cannot do anything for him, besides hope for the best. At best, he has 6 months left, Tony. The last thing I wanted to do was deny a best friend what he wanted as he lay on his death bed." Jenna bowed her head in silence, sadness, and despair, "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you." She murmured before lifting her gaze to meet Tony's.

"Malcolm's dying....?" Tony tensed up, and ran his fingers through his combed hair.