Magnetism

Ah Shit

Tay POV

It's weekend of no shows. You know what that means, free weekend mother fuckers. We made it to Orlando on Friday, not playing until Sunday, two whole days to do what I want. I have so many plans for Jenna and I this weekend. She better not have any other plans because she's not going to have any time left.

"Why were you up so late last night?" Cam asked.

"Planning something for Jen. Why were you up?" I said.

"I had to take a piss. You really like this girl don't you?" he said

"I do," I admitted.

"She tamed you," Cam teased.

"I'm 24, maybe it's time for me to be tamed," I said pushing him. He laughed and went to the back lounge.

I took a look at my phone. Jenna loves to sleep in on our days off, but Whakaio won't let her sleep past noon. It's 12:04 right now so Jenna should text right about *ding* now.

Jen The Babe:

Ello, love. Shall I come over?

Me:

No, no, no. Today I won't see you until 5. I left a little something in your blue suitcase. Match it with something nice because I'm taking you out

Jen The Babe:

How cute. I'll make sure to look my best.

Me:

You could wear a curtain and look fabulous in it

We went on like that for hours, with the occasional snap chat in between. I saw the process of her getting ready, but I never saw the final product. At around 4:30, Jenna stopped responding to me. It was weird, but I assumed she was busy with her make up and what not. I used this time to really get fully ready. My naturally wavy hair was in soft curls framing my face. The temperature out is chilly but not too bad so I opted for a striped crop top and black, high wasted shorts with rights underneath. I wore the heels I brought out the first night and kept my make up simple; mascara, winged eyeliner, and some gloss. I looked in the mirror and let's just say, I'd do me.

After making sure I brushed my teeth, I walked outside and to the opposite side of our bus. I saw Jenna standing there looking beautiful as ever. She was wearing the faux leather jacket I left in her suitcase with a red top, some dark denim jeans, and her converse. She's so simple but yet so breathtaking.

"Hey, beautiful," I said as I stepped closer.

"Hey," she said as cold as the clouds of her breath. I moved in to hug her, but she stepped away from me.

She was standing very closed off, her hands were jammed in her pockets and her stare was empty.

"Jenna, what's wrong?" I asked.

"I don't know, maybe I just want a good fuck. Isn't that what you wanted?" she spat the words in my face.

I felt my insides shatter at the harshness of her tone. How could she know any of that? I've never admitted that to anyone. I know none of my guys would say anything. Why is she saying this?

"Jen," I stepped closer to her.

"I'm done with you, Taylor," she said and left me standing there as she walked in her bus. She had never said my full name as harsh as she did. Usually it was in a teasing tone, but this, this was brutal.

The poison in her words was starting to course through my veins and started to kill me slowly. I leaned back against the bus and started to slide down its side. I flopped down to the floor where the tears finally broke free. "But I'm in love with you..." I said to the empty nothingness of the air around me.

Jenna POV

*earlier that day*

"I've got a date with Tay," I sung in a bragging tone.

"Nice, don't leave the bus smelling like see and glitter again," Matt said as he smirked at me.

My cheeks burned a bright red as I started to put my foundation on.

"I forgot to show you the new riffs I put together. Check them out, they're the last audio file on my laptop," Whakaio yelled from outside the bus.

"Listening to it now," I yelled back.

I paused my make up and went over to Whak's Mac book. I know that if I don't listen now he won't ever leave me alone. I put the headphones on and clicked on the last file in the folder.

At first, I heard nothing but shuffling and silence. I thought it was just Whakaio adjusting himself until I heard my voice. Apparently the computer started recording when Tay and I were in here not too long ago. I was going to stop it and go to the right file, but I heard Dakotah ask Tay if he could ask her something. Of course, this got me rather curious.

"At first, I thought you just wanted to fuck Jen, but now I don't know," he said.

"Ah you're one of those," Tay said, a bit uneasy.

"I'll be honest because I know you're smart enough to notice a lie. I only wanted to sleep with her," Tay said and the audio cut off.

My mouth hung wide open, tears welling up in my eyes. Of course she only wanted sex, what else could a girl like that want from me? I'm nothing but a sex toy to her. I gave her everything, I let her be my first, and she just got what she had planned to get. I fell for her, I'm so stupid. At that moment I got another text from her. I couldn't even look at my phone, I just, I would confront her today.

I stopped responding to her messages as I continued getting ready for our date. My mind was jumping from my burning anger to the questioning emotions. If all she wanted was sex, why didn't she just break up with me? I brushed off the doubts and put on the jacket she got me. It's a beautiful jacket, probably just to brain wash me again.

I stepped off the bus and waited outside for her. I put my hands in my pockets and watched the white clouds of my breath form and disappear until Tay greeted me.

"Hey," I said as coldly as I could. I can't even look at her right now. She moved in to hug me, but I sidestepped away.

"Jenna, what's wrong?" she asked. I was supposed to make it to dinner, but I just lost it.

"I don't know. Maybe I just want a good fuck. Isn't that what you want?" I spat my words like poison in her face. It was the first time I saw her since she greeted me and I saw how my words dug deep into her.

"Jen," she said softly.

"I'm done with you, Taylor," I said and walked back in the bus, slamming the door behind me. The sound of her name killed me inside.

The guys had left to go surfing a few hours ago and hadn't come back so I was alone. I thrashed around the bus, hitting and kicking everything in sight. I took off the jacket and threw it in my bunk. I jumped, I stomped, I groaned, I screamed. I ended up sliding down the wall onto the floor. I rand my hands through my hair as the tears rolled down my face. How could she make me fall for her? Could she really be so selfish?

"I hate you, Tay Jardine," I said coldly between deep breaths.

As I said those five little words, my heart started to ache.

"but I'm in love with you, too" I said barely audible.

It's the first time I've admitted that out loud. I crawled into my bunk and gripped my blankets. I was so exhausted and emotionally drained that I quickly drifted into a cold, deep sleep.