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

Chapter 82: Hayden

Tuesday, 7:01 P.M.

I spent all day today running around with Mama G, Harlee, and Harper doing absolutely too much.

Tyler had snuck back out after only 3 hours of sleep, at 6 A.M. Harper came in to wake me up at 7 because Harlee and I had a phone interview, and a group call with our management team to take care of before we ran to the new house for the morning to start moving furniture in around 9.

After only a quick lunch at some cute little bistro downtown, we had to make our way to L.A. to meet up with our publicist, Jovanna, because she had some concerns about some of the pictures that have been snapped of me, possibly outing my 'secret.' She spent a whole hour urging us to book a spot on Good Morning America to announce the pregnancy- claiming that 'she didn't want to be responsible for the publicity if we don't act on this fast.'

That lead us to a few shops downtown, calling in Tonya, the stylist, to pick out some outfits for me that 'won't make it so obvious.’

I spent an hour and a half after trying on a slew of different outfits, getting practically scrutinized by Mama G over every loose fitting top I tried on, only to be saved by AJ calling and letting us know Jovanna had called him with some plans that he'd like us to go over.

That lead us to AJ’s house, scheduling different interviews and appearances to follow the interview for about three whole hours. And after that? More new house chores that honestly, Mama G could pay people to do for us.

So yeah- it's been a pretty long day.

I practically fall onto the living room couch when we get back to Mama G's.

"So we're probably not going to be able to get you in for another two weeks-" she walks into the room saying, dropping a few bags of clothes she snagged for herself onto the couch across from me before she sits on it. "You're going to have to modify your wardrobe until then, because we can't have this coming out before we’re the ones to do it."

I was there for the conversations today- I heard this all already. About twenty times, probably. I don't know why she feels the need to reiterate things with us all of the time... maybe it just makes her feel better to be the one saying it.

"I know it," I say with a small sigh, kicking off my shoes and throwing my legs up on the couch beside me. "Surprisingly, the paparazzi isn't really on my ass that much when I'm in Pennsylvania, so... I don't think it'll be a problem."

Mama G's eyes, and eyebrows go flat before she fixes me with a stare that could probably burn me if she wanted it to. "I already told you that's not happening, Hayden Victoria," she says matter of factly, placing her hands down gently on her knees. "That place really just... isn’t good for you. It's not good for the baby. You need to think about these things now!"

I very visibly roll my eyes, fixing my position back to being seated on the couch. "Seriously?" I ask, my tone both flat and snarky despite my knowledge of how much Mama G hates back sass. "They're my family- I'm not just going to eliminate them from my life. That's not what I came here for!"

I don't know where it came from- the anger I feel because of her trying to keep me from Pennsylvania. Maybe it's from a place of fear, knowing what could happen if Dane were to find out that I'm pregnant before I got to him first. I'm sure Jena isn't too fond to hear the news up there- maybe she's just screaming a little louder than the rest of the voices. Or maybe having an actual mother just kind of brought out the teenager in me- and I can't resist the urge to argue every chance I get.

Either way, anger is absolutely present.

Mama G's jaw drops slightly open in surprise from my response. I can see her round face grow flushed, probably with anger, but she let's out a very controlled sigh.

"Do you know why you're here, Hayden?" she asks after a moment, her voice calm though her face reads frustrated. "You're here because that family? They put you out on the streets. They gave you drugs, and alcohol! They took a very talented young lady, and stripped her down until even she felt like she was worth nothing better! But you are, Hayden Victoria! And I will not allow you to go there every chance you get to be submerged back into that lifestyle!"

By the end of her response, she's borderline yelling at me. Every bone in my body trembles with a mix of anger, hurt, and even frustration. Mama G let's out a loud sigh before pulling herself from the couch and walking over to where I still sit across from her.

"I will allow you to visit your family again, Hayden- ...but not right now," she says, calm again, as she places a hand on my shoulder. "You literally just got back from Pennsylvania, okay? It's completely unnecessary until I can speak to Ivan about chaperoning- and I promise you I will work on that! Let's just... finish this announcement project before we jump into that. Okay?"

She tries to be assuring now- soft even. I can tell she feels bad for trying to keep me from 'my family,' and I would love to just meet her on her requests and let myself grow calm, too.

But I can't.

I'm going to Pennsylvania to tell Dane before he finds out when the rest of the world does. She doesn't have to know it, but it's in my best interest- so it's going to happen.

I'll be in New York for Good Morning America either way- wouldn't be the first time I've had to sneak out of the hotel.

"Can you work with me on that?" Mama G asks after a few moments too long of me not responding. She lowers herself onto the couch beside me, wrapping her arm around me to attempt half of a hug.

I lift myself off the couch before she can though, letting out a frustrated sigh as I do. "Yeah. Sure." I say, snatching my shoes from the floor in front of me and practically stomping from the living room and up the stairs to my room.