Save Me - Part 2 - Chapter 39
I wanted to wallow in the pity party I was throwing for myself but I knew I couldn’t stay in the bathroom forever. Ana would know I was hiding if I did and despite not feeling very strong at the moment, I didn’t want to appear that way.
Fuck. This really sucks.
Glancing towards the counter, I saw my make-up bag. Thankfully I didn’t pack it, instead I left it in the bathroom thinking I’d want to freshen up before we left for the airport.
Blotting my face then putting on a little lip gloss, I did my best to pull myself together and appear unfazed. I knew Jared would coming through the door any minute or at least I hoped so. I wasn’t sure how much conversation I’d be able to have with Ana in the mean time.
As I stood there against the counter, I had a silent conversation with myself. Far be it from me to not think the absolute worst but I was doing my best to stay on an even keel.
I wanted to kick Ana’s obnoxious ass out but then thought better of it. What if I was all wrong?
Ana made it perfectly clear she was here for Jared and so sure he’d want her here, I doubt she’d actually leave no matter what I said. If I was wrong, that she wasn’t some fuckbuddy, I’d look like an insecure asshole. I didn’t want that.
There was also a part of me wanting to see what Jared’s reaction would be. How he chose to handle this would at least give me some indication of what this girl meant to him. She might be competition and I didn’t even know it….at least until now.
If Jared tried to handle her feelings with any sort of care, despite barging in like this then obviously he had feelings for her of some kind. I could only assume then she meant enough to him that he didn’t want to upset the apple art in a serious way. In that case, he’d try to smooth this very uncomfortable situation over so she wouldn’t be too upset.
On the other hand, if he did in fact kick her ass out, that would say an equal amount. I would know she was just as disposable as the others that I unfortunately read about. That thought, someone being disposable to another, actually made me sick but in this case for my own sake I hoped it would be the case.
My heart was begging all who would listen that he would do as I hoped and choose me but it’s a waiting game. With one last glance in the mirror, I resigned myself to what I had to do, hoping I could hold myself together.
Just as I opened the bathroom door and stepped back into the room, I heard the main door unlock and saw Jared push it open. His happy, relaxed smile faded to concern as our eyes connected and he knew instantly that something was wrong.
He didn’t have to ask what that problem was though. As soon as Ana heard the door open she jumped from the couch with her megawatt smile and he knew. His expression said it all.
Jared was just as shocked as I was that his ‘whatever’ was standing in our room waiting for him. His mouth dropped open just slightly in surprise but he recovered almost instantly as anger took hold.
“What the fuck is going on here?” He demanded.
I could feel the anger radiating off every single inch of him from across the room. No doubt Ana did too. Her smile quickly fell as she tentatively walked around the couch to stand in front of him.
“I thought I’d surprise you. You always like my surprises.” She said, running her hands up his chest.
With that….I was out. Promptly turning on my heals, I spun around towards the bathroom.
“Vivie, stop right there.” He commanded, harshly pushing Ana’s hands off his chest.
I stopped dead in my tracks but I didn’t turn around, I kept my back to them. This was so brutally uncomfortable, I didn’t want to watch.
“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are showing up here like this but get the fuck out.”
“But… Jared…I…I don’t understand.” she mumbled clearly upset at his unexpected reaction.
Turning to the door, he opened it hoping she’d know how serious he was. Standing there he stared her down as he waited for her to gather her things. Clearly, some of the stories I read were true. If need be, he really doesn’t have any qualms about tossing girls out of his hotel room.
As I finally turned around, I saw her silently look from Jared to me then back to Jared again. With a roll of her eyes, she walked to the table, grabbed her purse and stepped back up to him at the door.
“Maybe next time then.” She said, taking this embarrassing situation like a champ before throwing a smirk at me then walked out the door.
In a show of strength that I certainly wasn’t feeling, I stood my ground, crossing my arms across my chest. Fuck her.
As soon as she was past the threshold, Jared let the door go. It slammed behind her so loud it made me jump. Mirroring my posture, he was silent as he turned his attention to me. It was clear he was still extremely pissed, despite the fact that Ana left without much of a fight.
“Why the fuck would you let someone into our room?” He angrily demanded.
Wait a minute, he was mad at ME?!?!?! I was totally taken off guard once again, only this time by HIS behavior. Somehow his friend with benefits, fuckbuddy or whatever the hell she was, shows up and it’s my fault? I did something wrong?
Oh, HELL no. Now we were both mad.
“She didn’t leave me much choice, Jared. I opened the door thinking it might be you and before I could say anything, she walked in like she owned the place.”
“How long was she here and what did she say?” Jared asked, completely dismissing my answer.
“She was here for about a half an hour. She said she would wait for you because you liked her surprises.” I said with a snide smirk.
“You should have kicked her ass out.” He retorted through gritted teeth.
For someone who is terrible with confrontation, even I was surprised at how fast I got furious. So furious that for the first time, it was I that couldn’t help my raised voice. This was complete bullshit.
“Well geez, let me apologize right now then for not knowing what to do when one of your fuckbuddies shows up to surprise you.”
My eyes started to fill with tears at the absurdity of the situation. This discussion needed to end before it got too heated on both our parts. Turning away from him, unwilling to let him see my cry, I started to walk back into the bathroom.
“Stop right there.” He demanded, moving like lightening to halt my steps.
Wrapping his fingers tightly around my arm, he pulled me backwards not allowing me to continue forward any further. I was already on the verge of my tears spilling over and I just needed a moment to myself but he wouldn’t let go no matter how hard I tugged.
“I said stop.” He said as I tried to pull my arm back, “Don’t walk away from me.”
I couldn’t hold back any longer. As tears started to unabashedly roll down my cheeks, I faced him. Looking him straight in the eyes, I said the only thing I really had to say at that moment.
Shocked, Jared instinctively dropped his grip, letting my arm go. The anger that had shown in his features only moments ago was all but gone. Turning away from him, I continued into the bathroom, allowing the door to slam shut behind me.