"Yes you have. I've noticed the change in you. The way you smile when he texts you. The way you giggle when you're on the phone with him. I'm not fucking stupid, Jay."-JM
[Six Months Later]
A lot can happen in six months.
And these past six months had proven me that.
I never thought I'd be in this position. I've always been the good girl. I didn't see a need to sleep around. But I was tired of feeling this way.
Two months after Gracie was born, we went back to New York. Jason was working. A lot. And I noticed he'd come home smelling like a cheap girl perfume.
It sickened me.
I never questioned him. But I wouldn't let him touch me. And that hurt him.
My mom eventually moved to New York. She actually got a job offer. And I was glad because I really needed help with Gracie.
One night, my mom kept Gracie. And Jason wasn't home. I called his office. He didn't answer. I called his phone. He didn't answer. So I decided to go to his office.
"Hey... Is Jason here?" I asked the receptionist.
Just as I spoke, I see a girl walking out of his office, wiping her mouth. Then he walks out, relief on his face but soon it changed to horror as his eyes locked with mine.
That's when I had enough.
"Jay... I-I can explain..."
"Was it good?" I ask.
His eyes widen. "What?"
"Was it good?" I ask again.
"Jay, I-"
"I hope it was worth it Jason." I snap walking to the elevator. I pause in front of the door, and turn around.
"Y'know... Pay backs a bitch. And soon you'll feel it. I guarantee it."
I walk into the elevator and watch him stand their with even more horrified look on his face.
I went to a bar. By myself. I know I'm famous, but I have my ways. As I say at the back of the room, this guy walks up to me. He asked could he sit, and we sat and talked. Without thinking, I asked could we go to his place. And we went.
I knew people would take pictures. That's what I wanted. But I didn't expect to go as far with him as I did.
I wanted to know what it felt like to be in live with someone and sleep with someone else. And after that encounter, I found out. And it was the worst feeling in the world.
After leaving his house, my driver drove me home. My mom called. I didn't answer. Aiden called. I didn't answer. Even Justin, yes Justin Bieber, called. Still. I didn't answer.
I took off all of my clothes and headed to the shower. I needed to get his scent off of me. I just wanted to scrub away all of the dirtiness we created together.
I let the hot water flow down my body, scrubbing his scent off of me. I cried the entire time as flashbacks of the night played over and over in my head.
The thing is... That guy and I had been friends for a while. Actually every day for the past six months. That night? I called him, pouring my heart out. And he came to the rescue.
After we both climaxed I cried. And he understood why. I wasn't trying to sleep with him. I just did.
I love Jason... I love him more than anything... But seeing that bitch walk out of his office... Reminded me of when he and Tessa slept together.
