Jenalyn: A Splitting Personality (#2) [Complete]

Chapter 13: Jenalyn

Sunday, 2:34 P.M.

I was expecting Dane to have raided my purse before leaving me here for whatever reason it is he felt necessary. I guess he didn't.

I haven't exactly been present in my mind since earlier. It's a defense mechanism I guess I've adapted to any time he tries to use my bad experiences to punish me.

I don't even know when he left... I don't know anything except that about 3 minutes ago- I came back to my mind sitting on his bed with the TV on, and him no where in sight. There's a baggie sitting on the nightstand along with three nugs of weed, and a pack of Phillies. That's his usual "I'm sorry I have to leave, but here you go!" package. 

I don't even bother to retrieve it. I just pull my phone out- the phone Mama Gold and Harper had taken me to get during my last visit to California. I unlock it, and tend to the messages I already know wait for me.

The Gold family is already pretty overbearing when it comes to me in the first place. Throw in the fact that I'm out here in Philadelphia by myself? They're extremely overbearing now.

Harper: Please make 
sure you keep Mama
G updated, she's
really worried about
you..
Harper: and PLEASE be
mindful of the peanut? I 
haven't told her, and you 
can still change your 
mind..but until then,
please?
Harper: Okay... you need 
to respond, really.

I knew she'd be blowing up my phone- along with Mama G, who I don't even bother to reply to individually. I just pull up the family thread and type a quick message to update all of the clan at once. 

Hayden: Sorry! The
flight exhausted me, I
took a nap as soon as
I got here! Going out to
dinner with an old friend
tonight, I'll call later! 

My phone chimes almost immediately. I don't bother to reopen the thread though- my finger instantly carry me to a new message from Tyler. 

My heart thuds in my chest as my fingers hover over his message. I haven't spoken to him since Friday, after I had somehow ended up having sex with him in Harlee's fucking bed. 

He told me he felt bad... then left, and proceeded to ignore me when he showed up yesterday with Gage.

Tyler: I've been thinking 
about you a lot. Is that 
bad? 

I immediately go schoolgirl. I mean... think about it- I just got a text from Tyler Robson saying he's been thinking about me! That's still just a fantasy I'm sure I could only imagine!

I'm quick to contain myself though, surprisingly it's getting a lot easier to do that. I didn't really think that would ever happen, but Hayden has somehow been becoming more and more real for me.

Hayden: Idk you tell me!
You still feel bad?

He doesn't respond right away, but I feel my phone chime in my hand as I go to walk to the bathroom. I'm interrupted by a knock on the door though, familiar to a knock I've heard all too many times before. 

My heart pounds in my chest, but I know I have to answer the knock because I'm undoubtedly in here. I know I have to answer the knock because something inside of me won't let me ignore it. 

Rob has a forced smile on his face when I open the door, but I don't know if I reciprocate the action. 

"Ev wants you to meet her at your little swing set spot." he says, his voice oddly low as if to tell me a secret. 

I can't help the look of confusion that crosses my face, and the way it intensifies when he just turns around and walks away with no further explanation.