Always and Forever (Corbyn Besson x reader)

Working For It

I had stayed downstairs and out of Jared and Christina's way for the rest of the day. I'm nervous about what's going to happen. Jared and Christina are both so upset, rightfully so, but I don't know if we'll be able to fix this.
"It's getting late, I should probably go to bed," I said while I stood from where I sat on the couch and stretched. I looked towards the boys who had stayed downstairs after the events of this morning. But we didn't talk at all about Corbyn and I's past, they just kept us company downstairs. They were probably also confused and unsure of what to do.
"You sure you'll be okay?" Corbyn asked me, sitting up from where he lay on the couch across from me.
"We have to face them eventually," I shrugged, although I felt a lot more nervous than I sounded.
"I guess you're right. Good luck," Corbyn smiled.
"Thanks," I mumbled walking up the stairs. I reached Jared and I's bedroom door which was closed. I wasn't even sure if he was awake, I kind of hope he's not so that I don't have to talk to him about this right now. I took a deep breath and opened the door, my eyes scan the room and stop on Jared who looked up from his phone once he heard me enter. His face changed at the sight of me. I gave him a slight smile but he just stared back at me.
"Hi," I whispered. I stayed in the doorway of the room, to nervous to get closer.
He stayed silent.
"Jared, look, I know you're upset. I get it, I do. But as hard as it is, we need to talk about this," I said, I closed the door and stepped closer to him, leaning on the bed.
"Y/n, I dont know what you expect from me. You lied to me. I just dont know how we can bounce back from this," Jared finally spoke, venom spilling from his voice.
I felt a pang in my chest. Did he really want to end this? End us?
"Please Jared, don't talk like that," I choked out.
"I do love you y/n, but now that I know everything. It's just so much. We are living in the same house as your ex. And it seems that he was very important to you," Jared said.
"I know but Corbyn and I aren't a thing anymore. That ended long before I started dating you," I explained.
"Okay, maybe it did. But if your feelings were so strong that when you guys saw each other again for the first time you pretended to not know each other. Doesn't that mean something?"
"What do you want me to do? Keep my distance from Corbyn?" I asked.
"I don't know. Maybe that would do some good for us," Jared said.
"Jared," I dragged on. I wasn't being serious when I asked him if he wants me to keep my distance from Corbyn.
"Y/n, if you want my trust back, you need to start working for it. I think distancing yourself from Corbyn will help," Jared said.
I stood there, shocked. How am I supposed to keep my distance from someone who lives in the same house as me? I nodded and then walked over to our bed and got under the covers. I couldn't think of anything to say. My back faced Jared. Looks like another restless night is ahead of me.