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

Chapter 64: Hayden

Sunday, 11:24 A.M.

The attic is pretty awesome. A set of hidden spiral stairs tucked away behind a wall in the master bedroom on my side of the house, leads up to it. They're a little wobbly now, but with a little work put into it? They could be as good as new.

"Bring some furniture up here? A big TV, stereo, and maybe even a mini fridge?" Frank says as he rotates around the large room as if to present it to me. "This could be a proper woman-cave or something!"

I let out a small laugh at his term 'woman-cave.' It sounds kind of inappropriate, and I know I'm way past the acceptable age for a dirty mind- but I really couldn't help it.

"What?" Frank asks with an entertained smile as he notices my laugh. "Think I should've gone into real estate instead of construction?"

I let out another, more loud laugh this time, shaking my head as I pull out my phone and check for Tyler again. What's his deal? He still hasn't even seen my messages...

Frank must catch onto my frustration as I shove my phone back into my pocket with a sigh. "Ride still not here?" he asks.

I shake my head again.

He lets out an empathetic sigh before gently kicking a spare piece of wood laying in the middle of the floor. "I wish I could do something to help..." he mumbles, more under his breath than anything. "No reason a pretty lady like you should have to wait on a ride."

I nod my head, thanking him for his compliment though somewhere deep in my belly it makes me slightly uncomfortable. I brush it off easily though- blaming my shitty childhood, and stupid teenage years on my lack of trust in other humans.

Particularly men.

I'm Hayden now though... and the people I'm going to be around can't be anything like the scum I'd been around before- it just wouldn't make sense.

This man works construction for high-end celebrities, and rich businessmen and women around Burbank and L.A.- he's not a sex and money crazed gangster from Creekside, or some middle classed man pissed off enough at the world that he'd take it out on some young girl just to feel like a man...

A few more moments pass with Frank over-excitedly showing me around an empty attic. He must notice that my interest had faded once I'd done a once over, and already decided to cancel Mama G's plans to close it off.

"Hey- what do you say I show you the work we just did on the library?" he asks suddenly, pausing in his tracks to focus all of his attention on me. "If your ride is going to be a little while... you've got the time to waste, huh?"

I shrug my shoulders as I contemplate. Once again, something inside of me is telling me to say no because of the uncomfortable feeling that arises in my belly.

Now though, I have an opposing part telling me to say yes, specifically because my first inclination was to say no.

I have to give myself a pep talk- I'm not going to lie. I start by telling myself I need to let go of Jena's fears and inclinations if I ever want to successfully transition into Hayden.

You're alone in a huge house with some dude, who's just a little too eager to be showing you all these rooms you don't even know your way around, Jena tells me. The guy wants to either fuck you or rape you- you'll get to decide that much, but one of the two is definitely going to happen.

I tell her to hush. All she's ever wanted, since the beginning, was to try and shimmy herself into Hayden's life so that she could fuck it up for me forever- and she'd never have to fight to be present again.

This guy is just probably looking for a good tip or something- everything doesn't always have to be so shitty!

Tyler isn't answering his damned phone, and I'm not about to go submerge myself back into Harlee's bullshit- so why not tour my new fucking house because they didn't have the time to do it with me?

"If it's any consolation to you, I'm pretty sure a few of the guys are still cleaning up a few things," Frank says after too long of a silence left between us. He lets out a small laugh. "In case my presence for you is getting... awkward."

For a moment my eyebrows furrow in confusion. But without any control, a smile is quick to spread across my face. I realize that other people being around in the room he intends to show me definitely knocks Jena's theory completely out of the question!

See, this Hayden shit isn't going to be so hard after all! I cockily sneer in my mind.

"Sure, let's go see the library!" I say before I know it, instantly causing a smile to spread across Frank's face.

"I really think you're going to love it," he says as he nods his head. He starts explaining something about the work they'd done in the library today, but I really don't even hear a word he says.

The only thing I can think about is how Jena tried to sabotage Hayden again by trying to scare me into letting her take my mind.