AN: Sorry for the lack of updates, I've been really busy and uninspired for the past few weeks. There will probably be 3-4 more chapters after this so make sure you keep checking back.
"Hello? Manny? Are you alright? You've been in there for fifteen minutes."
Manny hastily fixes her hair, noticing the dark purple blemishes adorning her chest. Jay lunges back in, eager to claim what's his, only to be greeted by a hesitant Manny.
"Just ignore her" he whispers in Manny's ear, guiding her back up against the locked bathroom door, his mouth caressing her ear and the surrounding skin.
Manny is fighting against her urges to give in to anything and everything Jay could possibly want. The pounding on the door stops, she guesses Emma has finally given up.
Resuming their previous activities, Jay possessively places his hand on Manny's waist and tasks the other one with finally removing the dress of hers. Manny is mid-moan as he continues to devour her neck when suddenly the door vanishes from behind her. The door she was leaning against had been opened and she and Jay spilled out, collapsing on the floor at the feet of Manny's Fiancé.
They both quickly stumble to their feet, Manny trying to readjust her dress in the process. Before they can utter out some sort of excuse or apology Jay is greeted by a right hook to the face.
"What the hell, dude?" Jay winces, rubbing his eye. Spinner was a strong guy and by the way he was rubbing his knuckles one would know that was a powerful blow.
"You were making out with my Fiancée, at my restaurant, at our engagement party!" Spinner growls, throwing another punch, this time hitting Jay square in the jaw. "How dare you!"
"Stop!" Manny takes a step toward the two. "Spin, please I-"
"And you!" Spinner turns towards Manny, leaving Jay cowering and tending to his injuries. "How could you do this? I thought you loved me!"
"Yeah and I thought that I would actually graduate high school but look at us now" Jay scowls, still holding his jaw.
Manny takes another step to approach him. "Jay, please don't-"
"No! You don't get to defend him, you realize how stupid this is right? Considering everything he's done to torment people" Spinner yells, starting to pace a little in an attempt to calm down. It wasn't working.
"Please Spin, we all know that the whole Rick fiasco was your fault as well." Manny counters, finding herself standing between Spinner and Jay both figuratively and literally.
"Yeah, it was and that was a stupid move that taught me a serious lesson about meddling. A lesson that Jay clearly hasn't learnt yet." Jay's eyes dart to the ground. Emma makes her way to Manny's side, placing a hand on her shoulder and using the other one to wipe one of the faint tears rolling down her cheek.
"Don't listen to him Man, he doesn't know what he's saying"
Spinner starts to laugh and a wicked grin grows on his face. "Really Em, I don't know what I'm saying? Why do you think you never heard from Sean after he left? Why he never bothered to call when he moved back to Toronto?"
Emma spun around to face Jay, whose eyes were fixed to the floor. There was nothing more terrifying than the glare she started shooting at him.
"What the hell is he talking about, Jay?"
"It must have been hard watching all the life drain out of your best friend's face when you handed him the letter you- I mean Emma wrote saying she had moved on. The sick smile stayed plastered on Spinner's face, boldly taking a step towards Jay. "How he couldn't leave the house for days after she said she never wanted to see him again." The once bubbling restaurant was now flooded with silence. "Do you remember the look on Emma's face every time you told her that no letters had arrived, the letters that you stowed away in that orange piece of trash you call a car? I've kept your secret long enough,I didn't tell anyone because I thought we were friends but friends don't fuck their friend's fiancee like the two-bit whore that she is. So-"
This time it was Manny who threw the first punch, everyone's eyes so fixed on the unfolding scene they didn't notice a certain blonde slip through the door.