Saturday, 11:39 P.M. EST
When I hastily thought this plan up, there weren’t really any specifics on what I’d do after we bribed Jena for her phone other than that I was going to contact the Golds.
I didn’t know who I’d contact, or if I’d even be able to because there was always the possibility that she wasn’t using the phone to keep in contact with them in the first place.
I went off gut feeling; I know Jenalyn! There is no way she could completely throw away the life she literally dreamt about for all those years! That’s why I was ecstatic to turn the phone on to find a whole friggen slew of messages from Ty fucking Robson.
He’s not a Gold, but I know Jena- well, Hayden has been dating him. It’s something!
Plus, I can’t even help a small excitement from forming in my belly knowing that, although he’s going to think I’m Hayden? I’m about to fucking text Ty Robson.
I don’t mean to be nosy when I read her messages, but I need a little context if im going to pretend to be her; I have to read at least a little of the conversation.
He’s been texting her for about a week and a half now, but she didn’t respond until a couple of days ago. I read their messages first.
Ty: Hey Jenybean, I
miss talking to you...
I don’t mean to sound
cocky, but I’m Ty
Robson, from Gen
Z? Wasn’t that your
favorite band or
something?
Ty: I’m just kidding
lol but for real... I do
miss you. I’d love to
talk?
Ty: Writing a new
song, thinking about you
Ty: Did I do something?
Ty: Starting to worry...
Ty: Please just let me
know you’re okay? Hayden
or Jenalyn- I think I at least
deserve that...
Ty: I love you. Idk if that
makes a difference to you,
but I can’t sleep again...
Me: don’t love me
Me: I’m going through things,
Ty. I don’t think the baby is
okay… and it’s not something
you, me, or anyone could do
to change it. Don’t try to come
looking for me… I know it’s
my fault, and I take
responsibility for that. So… I
don’t want you to talk to me
anymore.
Me: I don’t want you to love
me, or want me, or… anything.
Me: It’s not your fault, so don’t
hate yourself... it’s literally me.
I’m sorry.
Jesus, is her life a friggin soap opera?
I mean... I kind of get why she did it; If the baby really didn’t make it, I guess it’d be kind of shitty if he ever tried looking for it…
I shake the thoughts from my head, continuing to read so that I can quickly come up with a plan on what to say to him to get him out here ASAP.
Ty: What’d you do? What’s
wrong Hayden? Seriously.
Is the baby okay?
Ty: No…
Ty: Please answer? I need
to talk to you about this!!
Ty: Are you at the hospital?
What hospital?
Ty: Hayden that is MY
baby too! PLEASE fucking
answer me?!
Ty: Look, I don’t care what
you did, okay? It’s my own
fucking fault. I KNEW I
shouldn’t have let this happen!
I just need you to talk to me
though. You need to come
home Hayden.. we might be
able to save her!!!
Ty: Please don’t do this to
me Hayden? Please? I’m
trying so hard to be the best
for you. I love you, no matter
what! We can work through
this! WE! I can’t do it alone!
Ty: Please…
Ty: Hayden PLEASE!!
Ty: Jenalyn? Hayden?! I
don’t care, someone please
just answer me!
Perfect.
Someone is going to answer him, alright! It won’t be Jenalyn or Hayden, but I have a feeling Ty is the perfect person for me to text to help put my plan into action.
He loves her so much.
I can tell, just by reading his messages, that he’s so in love with her. How could she ever give that up to come back here with Dane? Yeah, Dane loves her, I know that... but Dane can’t love someone without it being a danger for both parties.
Why do you think she’s where she is, now? It's not by chance, I'll tell you that!
But I’m going to help get her out of it, and I have a feeling Ty, despite how disturbing this is probably going for to be for him, will be a great asset.
I hurry to type out a couple of messages, doing my best to seem as Jena-like as possible while still making it sound urgent.
Me: I need you... you’re
going to hate me, but Ty
I really do need you
Me: I messed up. I
relapsed, okay? But I’m
going to the hospital. I’ll
tell you which when I get
there…
Me: Please be there Tyler?
I know it’s asking a lot, but
be there as soon as possible,
and PLEASE forgive me
when you find everything
out… I want to do better.
I need to go home with you
Me: I’m sorry, you don’t
deserve this, but PLEASE?
YOU ARE READING
Jenalyn: Crossing Lines (#4) [Complete]
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