Tear you apart (J-Dog fanfic)

19. We Are

Jorel's P.O.V.

Damn, she wakes weakness in me. This is no good, I'm not a softie. It was just meaningless sex; I shouldn't be overthinking. Why did I come here in the first place?

"I've gotta go..." I whispered while putting my clothes back on.

"Now?" she asked in disappointment. I could tell she wanted more, but I hope she knows I can't give it to her.

Technically, I shouldn't feel guilty or anything; she left me last night, after all.

"I have to deal with something," I muttered under my breath.

"Take care..." she added. Gosh, why is she so fucking nice? Does she really... care about me?

I caught myself wearing a stupid smile after her words. Jorel, you fucking moron! You barely know her! I should be just ignoring my thoughts; I've already had too much on my mind.

***

My P.O.V.

The hours were passing by, but Jorel never came back. I joined the others, thinking he maybe went back to them, but no. Anxiety was killing me inside, but I tried my best to hide it. I couldn't even tell anyone that I saw him, obviously.

"If he misses one more show, I swear to God..." Johnny became furious again.

"He won't!" Charlie cut him off. "At least he left a message this time."

I actually felt bad for not telling them I saw him last. But what should I say – Hey, Jorel stopped by and then we fucked? Of course not.

"I say let's keep an eye on him from now on and never let him go anywhere alone," Charlie stated.

"Man, are you sure?" Dylan questioned. "It's Jay we're talkin' about."

"Then we'll make some compromise, I don't know," Charlie added. "What do you two think?" he looked at Danny and me curiously.

"I- I don't know what to say..." I answered nervously, trying not to show I'm actually worried.

Danny, who has been silent the whole time, just looked at me in empathy and then spoke: "Let's just wait for him to come back and then we'll discuss later."

"Speaking of the devil..." Dylan pointed out and we all looked around to see Jorel... with Vanessa. Again! What the actual fuck?

"Dude, we thought something bad happened to you!" Charlie sounded serious.

"Everything's fine," Jorel responded grumpily.

"We see..." Johnny added. "Hi, Vanessa."