-𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕀-
parings - jennaortega x singer!fem!reader
summary - you realize your relationship with jenna seems to be crumbling, so you do something about it
warnings - weird therapist, some percy diss, but that’s it :)
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“Relationships can be hard, and arguments are a normal thing all people go through.”
You sighed, fidgeting with your fingers while searching for anything to look at besides your therapist.
The reason for today's sudden visit was because you felt like your relationship with your girlfriend was going downhill. You understood that life can be tough sometimes, but this was much too stressful for you to keep bottled up.
“Can you tell me some specific reasons why you believe your dating life is struggling?” Your therapist asked, giving you an encouraging smile.
“Well,” You readjusted on the couch, “It just feels like I’m trying way too hard to keep us together, when I shouldn’t be.”
“I understand.”
“Having a girlfriend shouldn’t induce stress or anxiety, it should be fun and enjoyable.” You went on, now feeling like letting all your worries out, “I get that she has a job; I do too! But that isn’t an excuse to treat me terribly….”
“Yes, I agree.” Your therapist said as she jotted down some notes in her book, “You are still pursuing singing right?”
You nodded, smiling at the thought of your recently ended tour. Traveling the world was very exciting, and you loved experiencing different cultures along the way. The only wish you had was that Jenna would have been beside you; But like always, she put work first.
“So think about this. You have a job that takes you around the world, causes you to miss out on certain things but be included in newer things like events and shows?”
You nodded again, confirming the description of your work.
“And Jenna’s job consists of…exactly the same thing.”
You let out a shaky breath, turning to look at the ground sadly. It was true, you both had time consuming jobs that dragged you about the globe and took your time away from family and friends.
Yet somehow, you always made sure to have time. You would always tell your manager that family was first, and no matter what you would squeeze them into your schedule just so you could see them and feel at home while traveling or working.
Jenna’s job was similar in the aspect of yours, minus the singing and dancing, but she never seemed to be able to make any time for you. You would always plan your off days to be on her off days from filming so you could maybe go get lunch or just enjoy each other's presence, but Jenna would always have the excuse of “I’m to tired” or “I already have plans with Percy.”
Percy. The name was distasteful to you. As much as you appreciated his skill of acting and his wonderful personality, you still didn’t like him. He would always weasel himself in between you and Jenna, whether it be during her relaxing days or at award shows, he always pushed you out and brought her in.
“I have an idea; you may or may not like it.” Your therapist stated, setting her notebook down, “You need to pull her aside, no matter what plans she has, and talk to her.”
Your eyes widened and your nerves proceeded to spike. Pull her aside? You were not a confrontational person, and you were most likely to avoid conflicts if you were given the chance; hence why your relationship is crumbling.
“What do I say to her?” You fought back, taking a sip of water, “I have no idea how to confront her. ‘Hey Jenna! I feel forgotten and like you don’t care anymore!’”
A small sob escaped your mouth, your head falling into your hands. God, you missed her. You missed being able to hold her, to laugh about stupid soccer plays, to enjoy sunsets together on her balcony. You never knew how much of an impact she had on you until you started going to therapy.
“Don’t get emotional about it, just politely but firmly ask.”
You sniffled, raising a hand as an acknowledgment before getting up to leave the room. As much as you wanted to stay, you knew that if you were going to confront her you would need to do it now.
Pulling out your phone, you opened your text message app and clicked on Jenna’s contact.
A chuckle involuntary left your mouth, your lip slipping in between your teeth afterwards.
Jenna always knew how to make you laugh, no matter how you were feeling. Diffusing a situation is one of her many skill sets; but you were not letting her get away this time.
“I’ll be home in 5.” You texted before shoving your phone into your pocket and heading outside to your driver.
The ride seemed long, and even though it was a 15 minute drive to your place, you still felt the small confident monster roaring inside of you. All its pleas and cries were telling you to be bigger and let your emotions out onto Jenna; but you knew you couldn’t. You would scare her, anger her, or even just annoy her that she could possibly leave you on the spot; you couldn’t let that happen.
“Miss? We are here.” Your driver said, looking at you in the rearview mirror.
“Oh, thank you.” You replied before hurrying out of the car.
As you walked to the front door, passing Jenna’s black Audi along the way, your anxiety started to overtake you and your thoughts.
What if you say something wrong and she leaves? What if you are just overreacting and this is all some stupid act you’re pulling? What if she decides that you aren’t enough for her and she confesses about Percy?
A wooden blockade hit you in the face and you realized that you walked full force into the front door.
“Ow.” You mumbled before pushing your key into the slot and walking into your luxurious living room.
A mansion was one of the very gracious things you received from being such a popular face in the music industry. Money was an easy-coming item, and spending it was just the same, so why hold it all in your bank account when you could just show up and show out with your 102,000 square foot palace.
“Y/N?” Your name was called out softly, startling you from your place by the shoe nook.
You turned your head to the left to see her, in her ever standing glory. She looked slightly confused but all together relaxed, and was clearly dressed to be heading out for a fun night.
”Hi…” You said, completely unmoving as you stared at her.
“Hi…you wanted to talk?” Jenna asked, fidgeting with her phone.
“Oh, yeah. Here.” You gestured to the kitchen island, leading to sit on a stool.
She sat opposite from you, leaned against the cool countertop as she seemed to study your body language.
“So…” You trailed off, your confidence from before completely burned out.
Jenna raised an eyebrow at you, but turned to her phone when a notification went off. She clicked it, smiled, and started giggling as she replied to whoever messaged her.
That whole interaction set you off, especially since you saw who the person was; Percy.
“Jenna put your phone down, please.” You said sternly, staring at your hands.
She looked at you with a confused expression but slowly put her phone down, retracting her hand so it sat in her lap.
“We…are not okay.” You started, playing with a ring on your finger.
Jenna watched you patiently, listening intently to your words.
“I don’t know if it’s just me, but I feel like we aren’t what we used to be.”
Silence from her end.
“Many times I feel like you don’t seem to care about me.” You said, the ring on your finger was now very interesting, “I go out of my way to reschedule so my off days line up with yours, but we don’t even spend any of that time together.”
More silence.
“I feel under appreciated and alone. Anytime we have free days together, you either say you are too tired to do anything or you already have plans with your friends.”
You inhale, breathing shakily and meekly.
“Am I not enough for you?” You asked, your tear clouded eyes finally looking up at Jenna.
She looked, shocked. Her mouth was hanging open while her eyebrows furrowed in confused and disbelief. She stared at you, her eyes glossing over with her own tears and her shoulders slumping sadly.
“Y/N…what?” Jenna mumbled, clearly lost for words.
You searched her face for any sign of anger or annoyance; there was none. Surprisingly, she seemed to be softening and relaxing.
“You, are more than enough for me.” She said, reaching for your hand, “Hell I don’t even deserve you.”
The weight of all your worries instantly lifted when she spoke those words, which caused an avalanche of emotions to hit you.
“Aw honey.” Jenna cooed, standing up and pulling you into a hug, your head resting on top of hers.
She rubbed your back, her nails scratching against your skin as her hands ran up your shirt. She whispered small things of comfort to you, pressing little kisses to your collarbone when she could.
“I love you, god I really do.” She held you close, rubbing your shoulders, “I’ll never take you for granted.”
You sniffled, leaning yourself into her as she fed you comforting words. Your stress and anxiety seemed to melt away as she held you.
“I’m sorry if I pushed you away, I didn’t mean to do it on purpose.”
You pulled back slightly, looking down at her.
“Then why did you?” You asked softly.
Jenna smiled sadly, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.
“Filming has been…stressful. Tim and the rest of the crew has been antsy, and my cast mates have been no help in being calm and collected.” She said, caressing your face with the pad of her thumb, “I’ll be honest, Percy and the gang have been partying to much, and HE is quite the touchy type.”
You frowned, jealousy building up in the bottom of your stomach at the thought of Percy getting to close with your girlfriend. Jenna chuckled at you, pressing a quick kiss to your lips to diminish the pout that formed on your face.
“Don’t do that, a frown doesn’t look good on you.” She said, rubbing her nose against yours as you laughed.
“I had a feeling he was an issue.” You grumbled, rolling your eyes, “Just gives me the ick when he’s around, and he barely even speaks to me!”
Jenna hummed, scrunching her nose up at you while you ranted, “You’re cute when you’re mad.”
Your words halted, choosing to give her a look instead that got her laughing again, “I’m serious!”
“I know, I know.” She replied, fixing the bottom hem of your shirt, “And I have explicitly told him that I am very taken and very content.”
You sighed in relief, matching her warm smile before leaning down to kiss her. You took her jaw in your hand, pressing your lips to hers and letting yourself melt into her warmth and softness. She responded to you, looping her arms around your neck and leaning her body against yours. Her tongue slipped in between your lips, but before she could proceed, you picked her up by her thighs and set her on the counter.
She yelped a little, about to make a snide remark at you, but you quickly shut her up with another kiss, this time your own tongue slipping into her mouth. She moaned softly from the intrusion, her eyes fluttering shut as you kissed down her neck. Your hands groped at her thighs, squeezing the fat through her jeans, and she felt like she was in heaven when you began to leave little love bites against her skin.
“Mmm, I’ll stay home tonight...” Jenna murmured as she let her head fall back, “More important things to do…”
“That’s my girl.”
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