Chapter 25

Jenna finished her shower and realized that she hadn't grabbed any clothes to change into. Sighing, she wrapped a towel around her and quietly opened the bathroom door, hoping and praying that Randy had left. Unfortunately for Jenna, Randy had no plans of leaving her this morning. There was something about her that he liked.

"Well. Good morning, Jenna. Are you feeling better?" Randy smirked at how tired she looked.

"Um, yeah I'm ok. Just need to get something to wear," she mumbled as she looked through her suitcase for a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. She had her back to Randy, who watching her bend over and dig through her suitcase with great interest. He got off the bed and walked up behind her, placing his hands on her hips; she immediately stood straight up and stiffened against his touch. She closed her eyes and counted to ten, hoping he would back off. His hands started rubbing her hips, pushing himself closer to her. "Randy...we need to talk about what happened last night," she said softly. He placed his lips on her neck and kissed his way up to his ear, "Why...are you looking for round two?" he whispered, causing her to shiver as his hot breathe hit her ear.

"No. It was a mistake. We shouldn't have done that last night. I...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lead you on," she was stuttering softly, completely unlike herself.

"I don't think it was a mistake. I think you finally realized what a loser Cody really is and realized that needed a real man. Lucky for you, I was available."

Jenna removed his hands from her hips and turned around to glare at him. "Lucky for me, you were available? Wow. You are conceited. I don't remember asking you to come back here with me last night, you just assumed I wanted you here-"

"Oh, you wanted me, Jenna. The way you were moaning last night, I'm surprised someone didn't knock on the door to tell us to keep it down," Randy growled.

"Please," she said grabbing her clothes and starting to walk away from Randy. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to him again.

"You definitely said please last night. So polite," he murmured as his mouth crashed down over hers. She put her arms up to push him away, the hold on her waist got tighter. "You shouldn't fight me, Jenna. Just give in to what you're feeling right now.," Randy whispered in her ear before his lips traveled back down her neck. She brought her hand up and slapped him hard across the face. He backed away from her, holding his cheek with his hand. "What the hell was that for?" he growled at her.

"That's how I'm feeling about you, Randy. You should leave," she said softly, pointing to the door. Randy grabbed his shoes and shook his head at her and started walking out the door. He started to open the door, but stopped, "You should be thanking me for showing you what Cody really is last night. He was never going to tell you, you know," he said as he walked out and let the door shut behind him.

Jenna hurried over to the door and put the dead bolt on before she breathed a sigh of relief. He was gone. She had made a huge mistake last night. Hopefully after she went home today, she would never see him again. There would be no reason to see Randy; she only met him because of Cody. Her stomach turned when she thought of Cody. She couldn't get over that he had lied to her, he had promised her that he wasn't going to see Layla anymore and that she hadn't meant anything to him. Liar.

She quickly got dressed and turned on her laptop. She found a flight that was leaving Tampa for Minneapolis in a few hours. She got the last ticket and packed the rest of her belongings up. She was headed home. A few days ago when she thought about going home today, she was sure that Cody was going to be going with her. She wiped some tears away when she thought about how their fragile relationship had gone from wonderful to horrible in a few short days.

A few days later

Jenna settled back into routine after taking two days off after she landed in Minneapolis. It had only been a week and a half since she left Indianapolis, but it felt like months had passed. One of the first things she did when she got home was call Andrew and told him everything—that she had been married since she was 18, left him, ran away to Minnesota, hid from her husband for almost eight years, tried to divorce him, failed at getting him to sign the divorce papers, made up and got back together with him, found out he was lying to her, slept with one of his best friends and then came home. It amazed her that that had all happened within a week and a half. It was unreal. Andrew was silent for a few minutes before he asked if she was still filing for divorce from Cody.

"I signed the papers and left them in his hotel room. But I don't know if he's going to actually sign them. If he doesn't, I guess I'm going to hire a lawyer and let them deal with it." Jenna left out the part where she didn't want to divorce Cody, she wanted him back.

"I see. Jenna, I really don't know what to say right now. I appreciate your honesty, I wish you would have told me right away when we started seeing each other. You'll understand that I think it would be a good idea if we see other people, right?"

"Yes, I understand." They said their good-byes and hung up. Jenna laid down on the couch thinking about how Andrew would be the third man in the last few days that she pissed off. She hadn't spoken to him since that night at the club when she found him and Layla together. Then again, she still hadn't listened to his voicemails from the other night either. Seeing that she had nothing else to do, she picked up her phone. He had called three times the night she found out about Layla and once a day since she left for home.

"Hey, it's me. Um. I know you're probably really mad at me right now and don't want to talk to me, but I think we need to talk later. I know this looks bad, but I can explain, honey. Ok. Well. Call me later, I guess. Bye."

To Jenna it looked like Cody had lied to her and had been making out with Layla. How could it look like something else? He left a message a few hours after the first one.

"Hey, it's me again. Jenna, why won't you pick up the phone? We need to talk. I don't want to throw this all away. We worked really hard to get where we were. I made a mistake and I'm sorry. Please call me back."

He must have had more to drink after she left; his words had started to slur on that message.

"Jen, I just wanted to let you know that I feel really bad about what happened tonight. Where are you? I came back to the room and all I found was your wedding ring. Did you give up on me again? I know I said some really mean things to you, and I called you princess and you're mad at me. But I'm sorry! I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to say that I couldn't love you. I do love you. A lot. Layla doesn't mean anything to me, she's just a...well I don't even know what she is anymore. Call me please?"

After listening to the third message, she was certain that he was fall down drunk. She could hardly understand some of his words, they were all slurred together, and he was contradicting himself. Cody had said some very hurtful things to her that night. He broke Jenna's heart in two when he said that he couldn't love someone who could hurt him like that, but now he's turning around and saying that he hadn't meant it. It still didn't change the fact that it had still hurt. Jenna was confused; was he mad at her or was she mad at him? This was all very unsettling. She closed her eyes and tried to remember what her life had been like before Cody came back into it.

She was about to listen to the next message when her phone beeped letting her know there was an incoming call. She looked at the caller id and was surprised. It was Ted. She debated for a few seconds of whether or not answer it. She took a deep breath.

"Hello?"

"Jenna? Hey, it's Ted. How are you doing?"

"I'm all right. This is a surprise, Ted."

"Yeah, I know. Say, I just wanted to call and see how you were doing. I saw what happened between you and Cody and Layla that night."

"I'm all right, I guess. I got home a few days ago."

"Glad to hear you made it home ok. Um. The other reason I was calling was to let you know that Cody wants to know what you want him to do with the stuff you left at his house."

Jenna didn't say anything for a few seconds, Ted was afraid she had hung up on him. "Why doesn't he call me himself?" she said slowly, trying to keep the scream of frustration rising up in her down.

"He said you wouldn't talk to him, he called you a couple of times, I guess, and you won't answer your phone."

"Can you blame me, Ted, for not wanting to talk to him?"

"No, I don't blame you at all. I just found a few days before you did that he was still seeing Layla-"

"You knew too? Damn it. So both you and Randy knew about this, but didn't tell me?"

"Cody said he was going to talk to you right away about it!"

"Well, he didn't."

"I'm sorry, Jenna. He had told us that he had already talked to you about it the night we all went out to the club. When I saw him and Layla together, I knew he had lied to us," Ted said softly.

"It's fine. So are him and Layla back together then?" Jenna asked with contempt in her voice. She didn't really want to know the answer, but knew she had to know or it would drive her crazy.

"Actually, they aren't. They had a huge fight yesterday and she stormed off saying she never wanted to see him again."

"Is that why he's been calling me every day? To say that he's done with Layla now and that I could have him back?" she snapped.

"Jenna, it's not like that at all. Cody explained everything to me; from the beginning, he told me things that you probably didn't even know."

"Like what?"

"Well, he was scared when you came back, he was afraid that you came back just to hurt him again. I guess things had moved too fast for him, and he got confused. Layla had been chasing him around for the longest time and he finally gave in."

"Why did he tell me that he wasn't seeing her anymore when he really was?"

"It sounds to me, like he needed a back up in case you did run off on him again. You broke his heart, Jenna, when you left him. He wanted to love you, but he was scared. That's why he kept Layla around, because he knew she wasn't going to run off on him. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand it at all, Ted. He told me he never stopped loving me, that all he wanted to do was get back together with me and try it again, then all of the sudden I find out that he lied to me. That's why I'm so upset; he lied to me."

"He feels really really bad about that. He didn't mean to hurt you."

"Too late. Do you know if he is going to sign the divorce papers?"

Ted didn't say anything for a few seconds. "Ted, is he going to sign them?"

"I don't know..."

"You do know; tell me."

"He said no."

Jenna sighed in frustration. "Why isn't he signing them?"

"You'll have to ask him that yourself."

"Ok, I will."

"I should get going. Take care of yourself up there. I hope things turn out all right for you and Cody, even if you decide to go through with the divorce. Can I tell you something before I let you go?"

"Yeah..."

"I think you should give him another chance. He didn't mean to hurt you."

"Good bye, Ted." Jenna hung up and threw her phone across the room. She was so confused; she had no idea what to believe anymore. Nothing was making any sense whatsoever. Damn it all to hell, what was she going to do now?