Jenalyn: Crossing Lines (#4) [Complete]

Chapter 2: Hayden

 Friday, 5:51 P.M. PST

I’m not sure why I agreed to come to this stupid dinner. Tyler lied about everybody bringing their girls; I stick out like a sore fucking thumb!

I guess I felt bad for him after I made him fuck me. He acted so depressed afterwards and told me about how much he disliked what I made him do…

I hate when that happens.

Why should I feel bad because he doesn’t like the repercussions of his cheating on me? 

This is yet another reason I’ve been losing my mind since I left rehab. I love him, so I feel bad. But he hurt me!

“Where do we go to do some proper partying?” Zain, the lead guitarist for Easy High asks.

It’s weird sitting here with all the members of Generation Z and Easy High. 

Before Hayden, I assumed they hated each other! They’re competitors, after all. I thought that was how this worked! I heard Easy High’s singles on the radio, but hindered my knowledge on them because of my perceived feud between them. 

But they’re actually pretty cute.

Well Paul, Zain, and David are cute. Billy is too fratty looking, and Seth is just… bald.

“We can go to my place?” Paul suggests after a moment, shrugging his shoulders. “It’s being renovated, but my backyard is pretty sweet! I’ve got a tiki bar and everything!”

All the guys grow excited, but turn to me in synch as if they made a mistake opening their mouths. They glace at my belly.

“Well, we don’t have to drink!” Paul offers after a second, an uncomfortable smile spreading across his lips.

I’m not about to be the buzzkill though.

“No! No no no!” I insist, shaking my head as if he were crazy to suggest that. “It’s your birthday! I can still hangout! It’s not like the baby will get a secondhand buzz!”

The guys laugh, their faces uncertain. Seth asks if I’m sure, telling me that it’s okay if they reschedule for another night. I tell him I’m fine and watch as Ty grows anxious in my peripherals.

“Are you sure?” he leans over to whisper in my ear once everybody else has moved on. “Mama G said you shouldn’t be around these kinds of activities for another few months, at least-”

I nod my head before he can finish, brushing him off to lean over to a now concerned Gage. 

“I’m not sure it’s a good idea,” he whispers, sipping the soda he’d ordered when we first got here. “Want me to take you home? I’ll skip out on the party to hang out with you if you want?”

That sounds enticing.

At home? Alone with somebody other than Ty, but that looks just like him?

Jena would have a good time with that…

I shake my head though, thanking him for the offer. I have something else on my mind. Across the large wooden table we all sit at, Zain, who I’d been shooting looks at all night, shoots one back that I know from experience could mean fun.