Jenalyn: From the Inside (#3) [Complete]

Chapter 66: Hayden

Thursday, 11:16 P.M. EST

Ryan says he senses something different about me again, but I can’t bring myself to tell him about the dream/memory I had about Ty, and how it’s haunting me.

He doesn’t know about Tyler cheating on me yet. I guess I couldn’t bring myself to tell him.

So there’s no point in telling him about the dream; he wouldn’t understand.

“I’m just chilling!” I tell him, trying to hold a light demeanor. But truth told Jena is just tired of thinking about Ty. She keeps trying to remind me about the drugs hidden under the old planks just across the way from where we sit.

“You sure you’re good?” he asks. “I wouldn’t want anything to ruin your surprise! I went through a lot to bring this, you know!” 

The way he says it wants to intrigue my monster, but the thoughts of Ty are somehow even too distracted for that right now.

It only makes me grow more frustrated. 

That night with Ty? It was nothing! It was all a bunch of unsober rambling, and yet another horny guy.

He doesn’t get to sway my mind just because he wanted to “kiss me sober!”

What does that even mean?!

“What is it?” I bring myself to ask after a few moments.

Ryan grows excited, but tries to contain it as he pulls himself up from the ground to brush himself off. He offers me a hand too.

I take it, allowing him to pull me up. I do my best to act excited, but my head is being torn in a million different places right now.

“Okay, so I know you’re pregnant,” he says after a second, his voice eager as he reaches into his pocket. He pauses there for a moment. “But I did a lot of research and came up… with this!“ 

He pulls his hand out, extending it to me to reveal a very chunky pre-rolled joint. He offers it to me with excitement as he goes on. 

“There are no dangers in smoking the paper, alright? And the strain I got is actually great with easing some pregnancy symptoms!” He says in a hurry. I’d probably find him adorable again if that dream didn’t fuck with my head so much. “And smoking weed while pregnant is a little taboo, but a lot of studies have been done, and it’s not as harmful as they make it out to be! My mom smoked when she was pregnant with me… I’m alright! A little weird, but still alright!”

I’m dazed, staring at the joint as my head tries to process everything going on. I’m not sure how long of a silence is left between us before I see him retract his hand. His demeanor suddenly shifts as if he’d done something wrong. 

“I figured… your friend left you one a while back…” he mutters with embarrassment and worry lining his voice. “I… I just feel like once in a while doesn’t hurt it, right?” 

Her. 

Once in a while wouldn’t hurt her, but I don’t correct him. I’m too busy forming a smile on my lips as Jena draws that same conclusion.

A joint wouldn’t hurt her. Whatever Dane left that Jena is itching to break into would…

And I need something.

“Ryan, for real?!” I ask, clenching my hands to my chest as if to be flattered. “You’re the fucking greatest! Ohmigod!” 

I accept the joint, taking it into my hand before jumping into his arms for a hug.

“Smoke it with me?” I ask when I jump down.

I feel Jena grow excited at the thought of losing sobriety, and her monster grow excited as it predicts it’s potential once this high clears my mind of Tyler.

“Anything for you!” Ryan responds with a cheesy smile before handing me a lighter.