Moral of the Story

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Jo's POV

  After pulling away from him, I smile. I miss seeing him. He quickly pulls me into his arms, kissing me again. It's rushed, and needy. It confuses me, but I'm also enjoying this way too much.

I eventually do get away from him though, and I walk over to his bed. I act like I'm inspecting it, and I might as well ask what's on my mind.

"So, have any girls over?" I chuck but he answers me very quickly.

"No! No, of course not." He rubs the back of his neck, like he does when he's nervous.

"Chill the hell out, I'm just messing with you." I laugh and smile.

"Right... right..." he says with a sigh. It's making me uneasy, I don't know why but it is. I don't like it. I trust him with my life so why is this weighing on me more then it should.

"Someone's cranky," I say softly laughing.

"No I'm not," he mutters, making me roll my eyes.

"Well the premiere is at the end of the week, we I thought we could go together. You know?" He shakes he's head and I know what he's thinking.

"I know it's not the best idea, but I just want to be with my boyfriend sometimes." I mumble and lay back on the bed.

"You look good." He says softly and I fight a smile. I look over at him, sitting uncomfortably on the other bed.

"Thanks," I sigh softly. I look at him still, wondering what's going through his beautiful head.

"So um... you okay?" He asks awkwardly. He's being weird, way too fucking weird.

I sit up, not liking the feeling I'm getting. So I sit up, staring right at him.

"Okay, tell me what's going on. Now." I say and keep looking at him. I don't like this, the fact that he's acting like this. It's not normal

"Like I said, nothing is going on. No one was here." He says and does that neck rub thing again.

"You're lying." I simply state.

When I look back at him, he looks defeated. Why does he look like that, he shouldn't look like that. No, no, no, no, what the hell is happening? Why do I feel like my life is crumbling into pieces?

"Fuck, no I'm not." He says and stands up off the bed.

I shake my head, "yes, yes you are. I can tell, I'm not stupid. You're constantly doing that thing when you rub your neck when you're nervous. You're sitting here uncomfortably. What the fuck happened?"

He sits there, and tears start running down his face.

He didn't.
He couldn't of.
He loves me.

I stand up, looking at him and not being able to shake that fact that he may have cheated on me. I walk towards the door. I can't face him right now.

"Baby, baby it's not what you think." He stands up and goes for my arm, just to stop me from walking out the door.

"Don't you dare call me baby!" I turn to him, pulling my arm away from him.

  His face is extremely broken, but not as broken as I am. I keep shaking my head at him.

  "You... you said that you loved me." I say and bite my lip to try to contain my cries.

  "I do! I love you to the bottom of my heart. Please, Jo. Believe me..." Tears fall down his face. More real then when we film. I don't know what to say to him.

  "Tell me what happened." I say and look up at him, knowing my eyes are red and puffy.

  "Jo..." he says but I don't wanna hear any excuses.

  "Tell me right now or I swear to god..." I say, because I don't know what to threaten him with. Should I say I'll break up with him, or that I'll leave and think about it.

  "She came in here, she kept saying she wanted to have fun but I wouldn't have it. She was on my lap, and he touch felt like poison." He explains through his tears.

  "Who Hero?" I hate the way I said his name... I haven't called him his name alone in forever. I've always called him baby.

He cringes when I say his name, and honestly I did too.

  "Jo... you really don't wanna know." That means I know who it is. Damn it, this is gonna hurt, and I'm gonna wanna punch a bitch.

  "Tell me or I'm leaving, and I won't see you until the premiere when I have to see you and act like I care." The words pain me, and I know he sees the pain too. Especially since he softened his features.

  "It- it was Melody." He looks at me and I glare at him.

  "No..." I shake my head and start backing up again. I watch him sigh.

  "I'm so sorry Jo... I kept telling her I didn't want it and she kept going. She stayed but nothing happened between us I swear."  He wipes the tears, but it's no use. Especially since he keeps crying.

  I bite my lip and breathe. That's what I need to do, I need to breathe.

  "Where- where is she?" I ask and feel my fists clenching.

  "Ba- Jo." The hurt in his voice, I caused it.

  "Where the hell is she?" I ask and look at him, anger in my eyes. I need to hurt her. Especially since she caused this.

  "Room 334," is all he says and I go. I hear him behind me but I really don't care. 

  I eventually find the room and pound on it. Only to find that it's unlocked so it was no use to pound.

  I go in and I look on the bed. She laid naked, with another guy. He's cleared drunk, or stoned. One of the other it doesn't matter at this point.

  "Get up, get dressed and fuck off." I tell him but Melody doesn't flinch. She doesn't even move.

  He stumbles out. "Cute girl went all weird. Then she went like that." He kinda burps and I move my face out of the way. He keeps moving out and Hero walks in.

  "What the fuck..?" He mutters and I inch closer to him for his protection. I don't even know what the fuck is happening to her.

  She groans and me and Hero let out a sigh of relief. She's alive, and presumably drunk.

  "Here for another round?" She mutters and I make her sit up. "Woah steady there cowboy. I'm still-"

I slap her.

  "You fucking bitch!" I yell and make her stand up. Her hand goes to her stomach. I drag her to the bathroom and make her throw up into the toilet.

  Once she stops, he looks at me. "Look who decided to show up." She says and turns to throw up again.

  "Don't be a bitch, why were you trying to fuck my boyfriend?" I say and see Hero smile from the corner of my eyes.

He's still my boyfriend.
That hasn't changed.

She wipes her mouth, only to throw up again.

  "Oh honey, you don't know the whole story." She smirks, only to start throwing up in the toilet again.

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