EPISODE EIGHT.

EPISODE EIGHT.

RYKER'S POV.

"This narrative is straightforward as hell, she doesn't like you and never saw you as a man." Micheal explains teasingly, I roll my eyes tiredly because he's just having fun in making jest of me.

Maybe he's right though, I'm the one having sinister thoughts and overthinking what happened in Jenna's room this morning.

How she opened the door when the only clothing on her is a long towel with no abashed expression on her face, I had to get in touch with reality countless times that nothing would ever happen between us.

"And what does she see me as? A sissy?"

"Don't be ridiculous, she hates you, there's no way Jenna would have the slightest feelings for someone like you when all she ever knew about you is that you're nothing but a jerk." He shrugs nonchalantly and resumes running his fingers on the keyboard again.

"But I'm not, fuck, I'm not a jerk." My defensive tone becomes bolder and almost exasperating but he didn't spare me a glance which depicts that I'm full of shit.

"I sent you the pending contracts you're yet to assess, and the profile you wanted me to run, check it once you're done daydreaming about your late wife's sister."

"Fuck you." I curse him.

"And how's Arlene? She's loosening up a bit?"

A wave of disappointment hits me again, because I thought Arlene will start depending on me after her mother's death but she refused to, in fact, she had a relapse this morning after telling her that Jenna won't be joining us for breakfast.

I don't blame her, and I don't blame Jenna as well, she has a lot on her plate.

"Honestly, I don't know."

Picking up my phone, I scrolled through my messages so I can text her tutor how she's mixing up with the kids at school.

My phone buzzes in my hands and strangely, the caller is Jenna.

Why the hell is she calling me after shunning me off last night and this morning too?

Fuck, is she about to torment me again?

"Just pick the damn call."

Taking a deep breath, I swipe the green icon immediately."Ryker." Her troubled tone comes up.

"Is there something wrong?" I say, uncertainty, in my voice.

It's either she's in such a deep mess that leaves her with no choice than to call for me or she's just being annoying.

"I think I'm in trouble." She responds with a quiver.

I rub on my forehead to relieve me of the burning headache that just sprouts from nowhere.

Barely a few days with this woman and she's already showing me that she's nothing better than her sister.

"Send me the address." I mumble, walking towards the door.

"Where are you going?"Michael shouts as run behind me.

"Call Michelle for me and tell her to catch up with me."

"What's happening?"

"Jenna is in trouble,I think."

*

The drive to the police station felt like the slowest one ever, different thoughts keep on running in my mind,what would she have done?

Is it about her company again? Or she just got into trouble with a stranger?

"Are you sure you want to be seen with her? You guys barely managed to tone down the rumors." Micheal complains for the umpteenth time in the car.

"My presence will make things better, Michael." I mumble which is the most awkward excuse ever.

I don't know if I'm doing it to get Jenna out of trouble or I'm just deeply concerned about her.

The cop in front of the police station walked us to where they are and getting there, Jenna was still shouting at the top of her voice, hands bruised,, her hair ruffled and her face smeared with tears and blood.

What the hell did she do?

Sighing tiredly, my eyes wandered round the room, there stood a lean guy and the lady whose face is already disfigured lamenting and sobbing as well.

Guess they're the one Jenna had a fight with.

The officer addressing them almost fell off his seat at the sight of me.

"Sir!"

"Ryker." Jenna called tearfully, her face crumpled into tears.

This is the second time I'm seeing her cry and it's not even twenty four hours yet.

"What the fuck did she do to you?"

"She's the girl Elijah cheated with, they're living in the apartment I paid for myself. And..."

"Don't you dare try to bullshit your way into this!" The lean guy yelled angrily and aimed to charged at her but Micheal's intimidating body warded him off immediately.

I guess he's the Elijah, I'm definitely going to tease the hell out of Jenna once we're over this because what the fuck is she doing with a guy which seems like life has already been drained out of him?

He looks so malnourished and suspicious as well.

My chest tightens at how exhausting Jenna looks, she might be the most annoying and dubious person in the world but she doesn't deserve this much heartbreak a few weeks after her sister's death.

"What are you trying to do?" Micheal scoffed.

"Alright, let's not resort to more violence, how do we clean this mess?" The officer who seems to have lost his voice earlier announced, causing the guy to back off.

Thankfully, Michells arrived at the nick of time and took over while we waited for her outside.

Jenna didn't say a word to me as I lead her out of the building, her head bowed and steps hesitant.

"Do you want me to call a doctor?" I ask, leaning beside the car but she shook her head immediately.

"It's not that serious."

Silence descends the atmosphere and we both stood awkwardly, waiting for Michelle and Micheal to give us the outcome.

"Uhm...Ryker, I want to...."

"Shut the fuck up, Don't you dare tease me about that." Michelle's tiny voice interrupted us and we turn to them simultaneously.

They're bickering at each other like kids which is almost embarrassing because they don't know when to stop, typical twins.

"I will continue to tease you about that until you apologize for what you did to me in grade four."

"Jesus Christ, are you a... Fuck, shut the hell up." Michelle glare at her twin brother as her eyes linger more on Jenna.

"Do you work out? You definitely did a strong thing on her." She bumped her shoulders playfully and Jenna chuckle awkwardly.

Guess she's not in the mood for jokes.

"Should I be worried about this?" I speak up, diverting the attention from her.

She sighed and pushed her hair back in frustration. "I managed to bluff him about the charges they wanted to press but about the corporate issue, I don't think he's ready to back down."

Jenna turn to me immediately, surprise written on her face.

I intentionally swat my head away from her gaze because I'm not ready for her to chew me out again, I called Michelle last night about her company and she's been working on that since.

"Come to my office later and fill me in about it."

"Oh,sure." She nods and drag Micheal by his ears to where she packed her car.

"Jenna,I..."

"I think I need some moment to think." She snaps and walks out of me in tears.

Fuck.