Delicate

Chapter 1

Writers note: Please be gentle with reviews and let me know if should continue on! I kinda have this mapped out in head leading through it but I'm not sure how/when/where I'll write from. Hopefully questions will be answered the more I write. Right now this is Jenna Ortega/Fem reader.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. When you ended it- or well- you both mutually ended it - Jenna still wanted to be friends but you, you disappeared. Her star was rising and you knew when Wednesday came out she'd be as bright as Sirius. Everything would change when that happened. You knew it and you believed she knew too it but was in denial. She'd been in the acting business for years but you'd been on the outside looking in since you could remember. 

Everyone knew her from one film or another but the chances of you both getting stopped in the street while out and about before Wednesday maybe happened four times a month. The entire 1.5 years you both hid your relationship, she never got followed by the paparazzi or pictures posted on twitter or were even on any gossip or magazines radar besides the normal write ups. She was able to go for walks and runs. You both were able to go out to eat and to the movies or any fun date you wanted to. Neither one of you were ever stressed out about your relationship getting found out. It probably helped you both kept the PDA down to a bare minimum. It made sneaking off more exhilarating.

She'd do her filming, her publicity for whatever show or movie and politely dodge any questions about her love life. It was fun, it was a game. A game you were absolutely good at. It was easy to pretend to be the friend and take pictures of Jenna with her fans. It was easy to decline invites back stage or even tours of her set because for you-It was imperative to keep it separate. It was easy to be a quiet fan and supporter via text when you were apart and FaceTime when she was out of the country. The moral of the game was to keep your relationship bubble intact. Her family, your family and only a few close friends were aware of it. Her manager was too but it wasn't a problem due to how low key you were.

When Jenna wasn't around, you had your own life to live. You didn't follow her around the world, instead you provided a warm apartment half way between LA and her own home in Coachella. You needed to be close to LA for your job as a nurse for one of the studio companies. You loved your job. You basically got to hang out off stage and if anyone got hurt or sick, you were called to assess.

Because of your job you knew Jenna's work hours would be crazy but sometimes, only sometimes they matched with yours whenever she was in LA. Whatever set she was on you kept your name out of the pot to make sure you weren't on the list. While everyone knew you since you were outgoing, positive and fun-You were superstitious. You made sure that both of you kept your work and your personal life separate. That didn't mean you wouldn't walk down a few streets just to have her pick you up on the corner on the nights you spent together.

The afternoon Jenna told you face to face she booked Wednesday you were beyond thrilled and excited for her. She had to immediately began cello and fencing lessons. You tried to help on her off days. You understood a bit of the notes for the cello since you played the guitar and fencing? You broke out your lightsabers and brought a sense of silliness in contrast to her trying to keep a straight face.

You had two good months of the knowledge being between you, her, her family and her managers before it was announced she was playing the main character in the show. The reaction to that announcement was barely a glimpse of what you knew was going to happen once it was actually released. It was distressing reading and hearing peoples opinions on it. For awhile there it was all anyone talked about but eventually it died down. What didn't die down was Jenna's nerves.

No matter how much you and her Mom drilled in her head that she could do hard things and that she was meant for the role, it was still hard to get her to believe it. You could see the self doubt anytime anyone brought it up to her, you could feel the apprehension coming off of her in waves when you were together. This was how it was before filming but you knew once she was actually on set and actually filming she'd loosen up a bit. You were looking forward to sending silly TikTok's and memes randomly while you were 10 hours apart. You'd done it before, add in the FaceTimes there was no reason for you to believe this time would be different. She'd be off doing her own thing and you'd be in LA doing your own thing. The relationship was easy because the distance made your heart grow fonder and it also helped the friendship/emotional side grow stronger as well.

It was how and WHY you knew when Jenna pulled strings to get you to be the one to travel with the crew to Romania you KNEW it was a bad idea. You fought with every word you could think of. Every scenario of how it could go wrong was thrown out there via text: Jenna's response was always the same, she loved you and didn't want to go months without you.

God how you fought. Filming for Wednesday wasn't the normal 1-2 months, it would be approximately 6-8 months. She was going to be hella busy with learning new things for Wednesday. Things you knew would stress her completely out and turn her into that cranky bitch you'd sometimes poke at just to make her explode and let out that angry energy. Angry sex was fun but the care afterwards where she'd finally felt relaxed enough to sleep made your own head dizzy. You knew she would barely have any time to spend with you while filming and you also knew when she was filming her mind would be constantly on bringing the character of Wednesday to life. It was her focus, drive and dedication to her work that made you fall so hard for her. Seeing someone be completely in love with their career while also making space for family and then shifting a bit of time for you put that quote, 'They would if they really wanted to' into reality.

Now you had your own fears as you flew to Romania a few weeks later after Jenna had already started filming. The fighting through text and FaceTime was a waste of time when you both knew you'd give into her. You always did. You might have dug your nails into American soil and used the excuse of not having a passport but somehow and you're still not sure exactly how-the passport that you had locked up in a safety deposit box was placed in the same brown envelope that was planted on your dining room table along with the fedexed envelope that held the NDA and contract for the show.

Within a day you had your 3 suitcases packed, the contract and the NDA signed and your passport in your hand as you stepped on that first flight. You had silenced Jenna's text after texting her she had won. You weren't mad, you were defeated and anxious. It wasn't until that last plane started it's descent into Romania that you finally looked at the texts that had been sent from her.

J-MO: I win? You're coming? TELL ME YOU ARE COMING! 

J-MO: y/n? C'mon babe I can practically see you pouting like you do whenever I win at Mario Kart.

J-MO: I gotta go do a scene! I called my manager and he told me your flight information. I can't come get you but I am sending a driver. The room you have is across town with the crew but I know we can make it work. If I have to sneak you to my room ordering room service and have you hide in the cart I'll do it!J-MO: You have a 2 hour layover now, are you going to respond?

-5 missed calls from J-MO-

J-MO: You're on your last flight and I know you're almost here. I know normally we don't text when I'm filming but today it felt different. I checked my phone more in between takes waiting for a reply. Your silence is maddening but I know it's only because you're afraid of what could happen if we're anywhere near each other while working. I love you. I love that you know my boundaries and I know yours. Please don't be nervous, we will discuss all those catastrophizing scenarios rolling around your head when you get here. Love you.

While her texts did make you smile-just a little-you had seen and heard enough of what happens between people who get involved on set only to break up later. You were going to try your damnest to keep it from destroying your relationship. If both of you were working on making sure the quiet bubble stayed in tact, surely nothing could change that? If you kept rowing your boat in the denial river against the stream and push all thoughts of how this next year would probably be your last with her-You could continue rowing right?

You were a realist more than being a dreamer. Unless that reality was too hard to swallow and in this case it was. You knew what would eventually happen so you shouldered that reality into a box and placed that box in an abandoned house in the middle of nowhere. You mentally padlocked that front door and kept it moving. You were now a dreamer and a denier. This was going to work, it just had to.

Writers note: Do I feel odd writing about an actress? Yes, yes I do. But this is online. None of it is real. We all have stories bouncing around in our heads and this is one that gave me muse. I haven't written anything in about 5 years and this was me after my kid was in bed-getting it out on my notepad on my phone lol. This will be a multi-chapter story. Thanks for reading what I have so far!