Zoey's Truth

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Zoey's POV

Next day

3 missed calls from Mo.

I'm about to throw my phone out a window. I don't want to talk to Mo about what Simon did last night. Doesn't he get that?

Incoming call from Mo.

I guess he doesn't. May as well answer, it's not like he's gonna leave me alone.

"Hey Mo, what's up?"
"Zoey have you spoke to Simon yet?"
"That I have, he didn't seem all that apologetic."
"Zoey come over to mine after work and we can talk. See ya"

A few hours later and I'm still in the office. I wonder what Mo wants to talk about? Should I be worried? I don't want to know honestly.

Another hour goes by and Joan still has us working. I'm just going to ask her if I can go now.

I head for Joan's office. Both Joan and Leif are in there. Looking at with each other love eyes. Yuck.
"Yes Zoey?" Joan asks, acting like she wasn't doing anything.
"Well you see," I stutter. I'm not good at lying. I have no clue what to tell her "Well Joan. I have this, emergency at home? And I need to leave now." I lie.
"Yeah, yeah Zoey, so you do. Just go. You're lucky I like you." Joan gives a small smile.
"Thank you so so much."

I knock on Mo's door.
"Zo come on in." Mo lets me in and offers me a seat. I'm too nervous and jittery to sit so I just stand.

"Right well...I should probably tell you that Simon came to my apartment last night. He seemed kind of upset."
"Upset?" I asked, I'm rather confused as to why Simon would be the one feeling gloomy about the whole situation.
"Yeah... He seemed drunk again. He said he thinks he's ruined things with you by texting Jessica apologising? That's what I made out of the mumbling anyway."
I pause for a moment. Replaying out conversation and Simons song again in my head.
"So let me get this straight. Simon came to yours, says he thinks he has ruined things with me by texting Jessica?"
"Yes. You need to have the hard conversation with him soon Zoey, you can't just keep pushing him back." Mo gave me a soft look, almost on the verge of disappointment.
"I know I know. It's just...There's a lot going on right now between my dad, max..."
Max.
As soon as I say his name I feel shivers down my spine. I'm still not sure where we stand and I'm still not exactly sure why I feel flutters in my heart every time I heard his name.

Mo gave Zoey a demeaning glare.
"...and Simon. It's just difficult finding time to tell him how I feel." Zoey finished her sentence almost breathless.
"..and how do you feel?" Mo asked, knowing I already know the answer.
"I don't know Mo okay. It's difficult. There's definitely a bond between me and Simon but...maybe that's just all built up on death?" I take in a deep breath as I say the things I've had been meaning to keep in. I don't want Mo to be the first one to hear how I feel and I know I've got to speak to Simon and Max at some point.
"Zo I'm gonna just say this. Between both Max and Simon. What does each of these man make you feel? Write it down and then rip it up, say it to yourself, record it, however you want, just try understand your own feelings more. Then speak to them both."

Jessica's POV

After another long day of lying to myself and others, I head for Eddie's guest bedroom- which I guess is my bedroom till I find a new house. I don't have any pjs as they're all at my old house, so I grab a top of Eddie's and throw it on. I turn the television on and look for the remote.
"Where the hell is the remote?" I mutter.
After looking for the remote high and low, I end up finding it under a magazine. I go under the silk covers and throw on a crappy reality tv show.
Just as I start dozing off to sleep, I hear a knock at the door. I ignore it, thinking Eddie will get it. Nope, they've knocked again. Damn it.
"I'm coming, I'm coming" I shout, still sleepy.
I jump out the bed and put a pair of slippers on.
I approached the door and flung it open. As soon as the door opened I saw him standing there. Him being Simon. Why was Simon here? At Eddies apartment? Did he know I was here? I tried to process everything but before I even had the chance Simons lips met mine and we were kissing. His kiss tastes like expensive wine. I missed the way he kissed me but I knew this was a bad idea. I pull away and as soon as I do I notice Mo. Behind Simon. Starting at us, his mouth slightly open in shock. OH. MY. GOD. What had I done? Wait no. This was Simons fault not mine. He kissed me.
"And what is going on here children?" Mo says, intrigued.
Simon looks between me and Mo, looking dumbstruck.
"I, don't really know." I say, still trying to process everything.
"I. She, just. Miss kissing Jessica." Simon slurs out.
I start tearing up, finally realising what's happening. Simon, as in my ex Simon. Came here. And kissed me.
"Jessica, dear, come here," Mo says, catching on that I'm tearing up, "Simon. Leave. I'll speak to you another day. Ain't nobody got time for your bullshit right now."
"One laahst thing," Simon comes close to me again, pouting his lips, getting ready for a kiss. Mo stops him by grabbing his shoulders.
"Leave." Mo aggressively says.

Mo and Eddie have gotten me comfy on the sofa, I've been given a hot chocolate with marshmallows, two huge fluffy blankets. With Mo and Eddie on each side, giving me soft, sad looks.
"So Jessica, I understand you're upset with what just happen, but you're still teary, and you haven't spoke a word since Simon left, what's up?" Mo says softly.
Should I tell him what's on my mind? I'm not sure if I'm ready to tell him.

Zoey's POV

"Mom, I'm gonna go home."
"Okay hunny, love you"
I jump off the sofa and grab my jacket, I give dad a forehead kiss.

Without me even fully realising, I'm outside of Max's apartment. I knock on his door, and anxiously play with the zipper on my jumper.
The door swings open and there he stood, with his pjs on.
"Zoey?" He looks at me, with a questioning look on his face.
"Hi max," I string out, awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I know you don't want to see me, but, I don't know how to say this, but I just drove here, without realising it."
"No, no. It's all good. Come in." He grins. Oh god that grin gave me butterflies. Wait, Zoey, he is your best friend! Stop thinking like this.

"I am so stuffed!" Max says, with cheese hanging from his mouth.
"Max, you have cheese," I point my finger to the cheese and end up getting it for him, my finger slightly touching his lips.
He laughs, when suddenly he starts singing.

My last made me feel like I would never try again
But when I saw you, I felt something I never felt
Come closer, I'll give you all my love

Max is singing softly, staying sat on the sofa, singing to me and to himself.

Talk to me, I need to hear you need me like I need you
Fall for me, I wanna know you feel how I feel for you, love

He stands up, starts singing to me more passionately. He puts his hand out to me, I take it and he starts spinning me around.

Now you the one that I'm calling
Swore that I'd never forget, don't think I'm just talking
I think I might go all in, no exceptions, girl, I need ya

He lets me go, I sit back down, so does he, right into the same place.

"Max, it's getting late I should go." I blurt out.
He looks disappointed, "okay, I'll walk you to the door."
He does as promised and walks me to the door.
"Bye Zoey" he sadly grins at me.
"See you Max" I give him a soft look.