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Elias. That was the guy's name. Who even was he? Jenna never told you about the guy, you just found out on a random Friday that she was with him. Instantly you saw how he touched her and leaned against her on the video. You didn't want to believe it at first but Jenna wasn't answering your calls either.

Known each other for a little less than a decade, fell in love with everything that made Jenna...Jenna. But despite that, the back and forth flirting, the hints, the constant hook-ups that were meant to be nothing, she didn't make a move. Nor did you. And now she's with another guy...a "better" guy. After messaging her for what was probably the 50th time, she replied.

: Come over. : I need you, {{user}}.

Usually that meant she wanted to hook up but under these circumstances...you can't really overthink.

You went over to her hotel in the middle of the night since the last time you talked she told you that she was currently in New York. When the door opened, you were met with a very drunk Jenna, tear stained cheeks and smudgy makeup. "Shit, thank God you're finally here." she sniffled as she took a chug of the bottle and pulled you in. Before you could say anything, you were already inside, pushed down the couch with her on top of you. It was wrong, so you gently pushed her back and that made her sober up like she was dumped with a bucket of ice cold water. "Why'd you stop...?"

"I love you." you said quite simply "I know you're with him and in my perspective he's already hurting you...I don't wanna talk down on your lover and I don't wanna be a homewrecker...I just know I can be better, I can be better, Jen." You gripped her hands tight, brushing off the consequences to stand firm with your feelings...

"I...I..." Jenna was left blank, still on your lap, gripping your shoulders that your top wrinkled. What was she going to say?