Chapter 12; Gosh, if I have to.
Sorry for the wait; the song Jennie sings is Cry by Faith Hill, check it out!
I walked down the downstairs hallway into the empty bedroom. I come here to think a lot, and with everything that was going on right now, I needed to think. I sat down on the bed in the center of the room. Claire. I loved her so much, it almost hurt. I cheated on her. Betrayed her trust. Maybe if it was just a one night stand, no feelings involved, I could forgive myself. But with Jennie, how could there not be feelings? She was so amazing and I don't want to lose her. But if it came to the choice, Claire or Jennie, I would, without a doubt, pick Claire. I have to tell Claire about Jennie. She deserves to know. But would she ever forgive me?
I heard a knock and panicked when I saw bright pink toe nails under the door. I knew exactly who it was. Ray let her back here? I ran into the closet and left a small crack to see what she was doing in here.
Jennie's POV (rewind to this morning)
"Jennie! Get in here!" Ray called out from his office. I rolled over, forgetting that I slept on the couch last night. I groaned when I hit the floor. "Coming!" I moaned and threw my hair up in a messy bun. I knocked on the door of Ray's office. "Yeah?" I asked, my voice still groggy. "Your guitar." I squeled excitedly and opened the door. Sure, it wasn't my guitar from home, but it would do. I picked it up and played a few of my favorite cords.
"Aren't you going to thank me?" He said it like I had hurt his ego. "Thank you for what? Making my life hell? Well, sure. Thanks for ruining my life." I snapped. I'm so tired of him acting like a God. He sighed as I left the room and slammed the door. I walked down the downstairs hallway, exploring the house. A few closets and finally a bedroom. I knocked on the door and got no answer. It wasn't Ray's, I already knew where that was. I stepped inside, my guitar in hand. I sat on the bed in the middle of the room.
"Landen, where ever you are, this is for you." I started to sing along to the soft hum of my guitar strings.
If I had just one tear running down your cheek maybe I could cope maybe I'd get some sleep. If I had just one moment at your expence maybe all my misery would be well spent. Could you cry a little? Lie just a little? Pretend that your feeling a little more pain? I gave, now I'm wanting something in return. So cry just a little for me. If your love could be caged, honey I would hold the key, and conceal it underneath the pot of lies you handed me. Give it up baby, I here your doing fine. Nothing's gonna save me, I can see it in your eyes. Some kind of heartache honey, give a try. I don't want pity, I just want what is mine. Could you cry a little? Lie just a little? Pretend that your feeling a little more pain? I gave, now I'm wanting something in return. So cry just a little for me. Could you cry just a little for me?
I couldn't continue the rest of the song. "Jennie?" I jumped. Landen. In the closet? I threw open the closet door. "What are you? I mean, I thought I was alone." Landen stared at me, tears in his eyes. "I'd cry all day long for you. I always have." He opened his arms and I ran into them. A goodbye, that's what I needed. I could get over him, maybe even learn to forgive him. "I want you to go and be happy with Claire. She deserves it." I whispered into his chest. We pulled apart and he wiped a tear from my cheek. "Tom likes you, you know. I can tell." He flashed me a weak smile. I smiled back as best as I could. "Jennie, I'd really like it if we stayed friends." I rolled my eyes dramatically. "Gosh, if I have to." I said sarcastically and gave Landen another hug. My mind wandered to Tom. "Go and talk to him." Landen said. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and went to find Tom.
I actually felt okay. No, Landen wasn't completely forgiven, but he would be eventually. "Tom!" I knocked on Gracie's bedroom door. Gracie answered. "Hey." Was all she said. Bloodshot eyes stared up at me. "Hey." I replied. I didn't really know what else to say. "Don't look so worried, I forgive you. I had always known there was something between you and Tom. When I saw you kissing, it just became very real to me. Like a realtiy check." I hugged her. "Your the best. How you holding up?" She laughed a bit. "Oh, I'm perfectly fine. I let go of Tom a long time ago. I've been crying because today is my mom's birthday. And I'm not there." I didn't say a word beyond that. Just simply hugged her as tight as possible and didn't let go.
"Well, I guess we have to take your mind off that, don't we?" I shot her a sneeky grin and dragged her to the kitchen. "What on Earth are we going to do in the kitchen?" She rolled her eyes when she saw me pull out a box of cards. "What? I'm going to teach you how to play hearts. Trust me, your going to learn from the best." I said, shuffling the cards. "Oh I know. Tom told me how you kicked his ass the other day." I laughed and started to deal. "Woah, woah, woah. I want in!" Tom pulled out the chair beside me and sat down. "Me too!" Landen called, sitting down beside Gracie. "Alright, fine. Get ready for your ass kicking boys."