Maybe We're Not Just Having Fun. {Vic Fuentes}

Banana's with glasses

I woke up the next morning and my head was pounding.

Nothing hurt more than my heart though.

I just felt so much pain that for the most part it was more of a numb feeling.

I had stayed at Alex's house and his parents were okay with me being there as long as Alex and I stayed in different rooms. Turns out, Alex and Jack are home schooled.

I guess their parents are friends and they both payed for Alex and Jack to be taught together by some fancy tutor guy.

By the time I woke up they were on break. Alex had given me some pain killers for my head ache which I was insanely grateful for. We talked about last night which was pretty uneventful other than us playing hide n' seek.

Before I knew it they were both heading downstairs to return to their lesson.

I decided to check my phone which was on the nightstand. I hadn't checked it since I got here last night and I kept feeling it vibrate in my pocket.

I looked and it turns out I had 87 missed calls and 302 unread messages. Holy fu-

Oh.

They were from them. And well my mom but still.

I called my mom to tell her that I was okay and that I was just at a friends house.

Next on my list was Jaime.

"Jenna?! Oh my god. Where the hell are you?" He asked me sounding relieved. I heard someone shouting in the background but I didn't know who it was. "Hold on Vic wants to talk to you." He told me. I panicked. "No!" I yelled into the phone.

"What? Why? He's been worried sick." Jaime told me. I nearly laughed at that one.

"Tell that cheating bastard that I dont even want him to so much as look at me. Me and him are over." I spat out. I could barley recognize my own voice.

"Look Jen it isn't what you think-" I didn't plan on listening to him go on to tell me why I should give Vic another chance, so I cut him off. "I'm sorry guys but i'm done. See you around." I said and hung up.

No matter how heartbroken I felt, I knew that forgiving Vic was the bad decision despite whatever excuse he would never get the chance to tell me.

I groaned and leaned back colliding into the mountain of pillows below me.

There was a knock at the door. Assuming it was Alex or Jack I instantly shouted at them to come in.

"Hey sweetie." Alex's mom said as she walked in. I was surprised to say the least. I sat up and looked at her. "Um hi?" I said but made it sound more like a question. She smiled at me and sat on the edge of my bed. She looked young for her age and was actually really cool. When she saw that I was drunk last night she held my hair back when I threw up. Or so I've heard. I dont remember much.

"Was that Vic?" She asked me. I was shocked. Very shocked. "How do you uh know about..." I trailed off. She finished my sentence. "Vic? Oh you told me last night but I'm guessing you dont remember. We were chatting about quite a bit. And you kept telling me about "the cheating bastard." She used air quotes. Apparently I told her a lot more then I thought. "It was his friend... He wanted me to talk to Vic but I dont think I'm ready." I said looking down. "Thats okay. You dont have to be ready. Your hurt and these things take time to heal. Chin up kiddo. You have plenty of years left, you'll learn from this and find someone who's right for you." She said.

"What movie did you get that from?" The sarcasm was just pouring out of my mouth. I instantly felt bad but relaxed when she laughed. "It was a mixture of lifetime movies. I have too much free time." She told me. I smiled at that one.