Love that We Deserve
IX
~ “You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.” ― Jodi Picoult ~
“Magdalena, I can explain, hear me out!” Tyler pleaded as Magdalena locked herself in the bathroom. Tyler banged his fist against the door in attempt to get her full attention. He heard the sound of the shower head began to run and he felt a stab in his stomach. “Meg, please let me in!” He begged.
Downstairs, Jen had her head in her hands as her body overflowed with regret. Freddy sat still unable to form words that would mend everything or come up with something clever to lighten the atmosphere. There was no getting out of this one.
“Oh shit,” Rachel said under her breath. “So thats why she’s always hated him..” She muttered as she crouched down and began to pick up the shattered plate pieces off the kitchen floor. Freddy pursed his lip after his outburst and realized how awkward the situation had just become.
“Why would you say that Freddy!?” Jen sobbed angrily as she finally raised her head from her hands. Knowing that it was a rhetorical question, Freddy shrugged while avoiding any eye contact with Jen. The tone in the brownstone had become heavily intense and there was no telling where any of this was going to go. Freddy slouched down into his seat, making himself small and hoped to God that he would somehow shrink down into nothing and disappear.
Loud footsteps came running down the stairs and in a matter of seconds Tyler stood before Jen and Freddy by the dining table. Freddy stood up off of the chair the instant he saw him and took in Tylers distressed appearance.
“Dude, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you guys were standing there, I thought she knew..I’m sorry”
“Why, of all people, would we tell Magdalena about that!? Freddy you fucking idiot!” Jen shouted as she slammed her hand on the table, frustrated.
Tyler pulled up one of the chairs at the table and sat down. He crossed his arms on the table and laid his head down on it. He let out a deep breath and shut his eyes.
“Fuck me,” Tyler sighed.
Rachel finally finished cleaning up her mess and walked over to the table and sat next to Tyler. She gently placed a hand on his back and let out her own exasperated sigh.
The first time they were all back together and there was yet another fight.
“Guess I should have knocked on wood when I said I was happy for Meg huh?” Rachel said to Freddy and Jen as a way to lighten the mood. Jen shook her head and shot a glare at Rachel, indicating that now was not the time to crack jokes. Freddy took a seat again and propped his elbows on the table and rested his chin on his hands. The four of them, Tyler, Jen, Freddy, and Rachel all sat at the dining table in silence.
Sleeping with Jen. Tyler thought, disgusted with himself. Sure he had slept with plenty of Magdalena’s friends, classmates, neighbours, ecetera, ecetera. And it never meant anything, for him at least. But he knew, Tyler knew that he only slept with Jen to hurt Magdalena. That summer, when he and Magdalena had cut ties, all he wanted to do was hurt her. All he wanted to do was get rid his overpowering feelings for Magdalena, he wanted to hate her so much. He wanted her to feel the same way that he did and the only way he could think of was sleeping with her best friend.
Everyones senses became alert by the sound of Jen’s chair squeaking against the hardwood floor as she pushed back to get up from her seat.
“She won’t open the door,” Tyler muttered. By the sound of his voice, it was obvious that he had tried and tried but was now slowly giving up.
“Maybe not for you, but I’m her best friend,” Jen belittled Tyler as she stormed off.
Tyler raised his head and wiped his hand across his face, as if to erase the emotion he had been wearing. Rachels hand dropped from his back and she rested it on her lap.
“Goddamnit,” Tyler said to himself. He too, stood up and made his way up the stairs, taking two at a time. Freddy and Rachel sat back in their chairs awkwardly, it was going to be another night of fighting and crying. Just like old times.
“When did they..you know..” Rachel whispered to Freddy, she wanted in on this juicy story.
“Last summer..sort of after their ‘break up’ “ Freddy sighed as he pulled out his phone to check the time. “Fuck, I feel terrible,”
“Are you fucking serious? I can’t believe Jen… the nerve she has to deprecate him every second she can, what a hypocrite. Don’t feel bad, they both knew better.” Rachel hissed.
“Ugh! This is all your fault!” Jen stated as she gave up on trying to convince Magdalena on opening the door. The shower was still running.
“All my fault!? You have got to be kidding me! Just an FYI, it takes two people to tango,” Tyler scoffed as he jerked back.
“Oh shut up Seguin!”
“Aren’t you her best friend? Doesn’t fucking seem like it now,”
“You asshole! You’re the one who was always making her cry, you cheated her. I was drunk that night, I didn’t know bett-”
“Puh-lease! You were drunk!? That’s your excuse?Fuck Jen, just admit that we’re both in the wrong here. I’m sick of always taking the fall.”
“Because it’s always your fault! Do us all a favour right now and just stay out of our lives. You getting traded from Boston was a fucking blessing, Tyler. Why can’t you just let go of what once shouldn’t have been and fuck around with some other bitch in Dallas.”
Tyler opened his mouth to give her a piece of his mind but shut it right away when Magdalena stepped out of the bathroom. Jen’s head spun away from Tyler, and towards the door behind her and she stepped back to make room for Magdalena.
Magdalena stepped out with a towel wrapped around over head and another wrapped around her torso.
“Maggie, oh my God, I’m so sorry, I can explain everything!” Jen begged.
“Explain.” Magdalena demanded, as she crossed her arms across her chest.
“I was drunk-”
“We were both drunk.” Tyler interrupted.
“...I wasn’t thinking Maggie, I regret it, one hundred percent. I would take it back the second I could.”
“When were you going to tell me about this huh? Were you guys going to keep this away from me forever?” Magdalena paused and searched through both of Jens and Tylers eyes to read something, anything. “No. When did this happen?”
Both Jen and Tyler stood still, waiting for one of them to speak up and spill the beans. To admit all the wrongs they had enacted upon. But neither of them spoke and Magdalena began to get impatient.
“Well?” Magdalena snapped. Magdalena stood before them and waited only a few seconds with no response. She rolled her eyes and let out a scoff as she pushed past Jen and Tyler and into her bedroom. Tyler followed and made it inside before she could slam the door. Jen ran her fingers through her hair, realizing the terrible mistake she had made and began questioning her friendship with Magdalena.
“Tyler get out!” Magdalena fought as she tried to shove Tyler out of her room. Tyler wrapped his arms around her, stopping her feeble attempts to hit him. Magdalena began to squirm in his grasp and was hollering and screaming. Veins began to form in Magdalena from the stress she was putting on her voice box and Tyler held her tight against his chest.
“Meg, Meg, Meg...relax, Meg..” Tyler cooed, trying to calm her down. Her face had become red and her eyes were welled up.
“..God just put me down! Tyler! For Godsake!! Just...just..” Magdalena shouted and her voice began to trail off as her tears fully formed and were running down her face. She let out a whimper and began to weep on his shoulder. Tyler finally set her down and hugged her gently.
Magdalena cried on his shoulder and grabbed onto his shirt. She was still trembling. Tyler began to rock side to side trying to calm her down.
Magdalena’s head was pounding initially while she begged and pleaded for Tyler to put her down and she had become so overwhelmed with her emotions that she could no longer make sense of the words she wanted to say. Once Tyler had put her in his compassionate hold, he had calmed her. Tears of frustration and anger with streaming down her face and her heart throbbed once again.
“Why..” She said into his chest as she sniffled. Tyler kissed her forehead and let his lips linger there. “You’re killing me Ty..”
“I-..” Tyler stopped. He had no words. No excuse. He screwed up. Hearing her tell him that he was killing her caused a jab in his chest, right where his heart was pounding. He wanted to take away the pain and make her all better. He wanted to be the way they were just twenty four hours ago, filled with lust and happiness. God, he just wanted to start all over.
“Tyler, just tell me. When. When did you sleep with her?” Magdalena pulled away and sat on the edge of her bed.
Tyler let out a sigh and relaxed his tense body. “Does it really matter? Meg, I am so sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I fucked up, I just wanted to hurt you, or get back to you, or something. I was lashing out, Meg..Magdalena I regret it so much, I was such an ass. ” Tyler said as he sat next to Magdalena and rubbed her shoulders.
“You still are,” Magdalena sniffed as her lips curled into a small smile.
“You’re right,” Tyler let out a laugh. He watched, no, gazed upon Magdalena as she unravelled the towel from her head and let her dark wet hair fall. His eyes traced her face and stopped between her eyes, on her nose. “Your freckles are so cute, I just want to play connect the dots with them or something” Tyler laughed as he gently placed a hand on her right cheek and eventually pushed her hair behind her ears. Magdalena laughed shyly and palm-faced. She let out a small groan in embarrassment and laid on her back. She placed both her hands on her face to cover it and felt her entire body grow warm.
“Stop it Ty, I’m still mad at you,” Magdalena laughed.
“You can’t stay mad at me for more than six seconds, you know it,”
“I hate you,” Magdalena joked. As she said it Tyler felt a sharp pain run through his entire body. Although she was kidding, hearing her say those three words reminded him of when she had said it before and meant it.
“No you don’t,” Tyler smiled as he laid down next to Magdalena and kissed her softly.
“I don’t think I can ever get used to kissing you,”
“Agreed. But I like it, you just feel so good,” Tyler moaned as he shifted himself and Magdalena so that they were comfortably lying on the bed. He leaned back in, and this time cupped her face with both his hands and began to kiss her even harder than before. Magdalena placed her hands on his triceps and squeezed them. She let out a little giggle and deepened the kiss. Tyler then decided to move up so that he was on top of Magdalena and as he moved he accidentally tugged on the towel that covered her body and unravelled it. Revealing her creamy flesh. Tyler stared at Magdalena while propped up on his hands.
“Woops!” Magdalena giggled and pulled Tyler down by his neck to continue their little kissing session.
“You’re stunning,” Tyler whispered in her ear.
Tyler began to grind up and down against Magdalenas nude body as he felt the sudden urge to take her there. Magdalena placed her right leg around his lower leg making it easier for Tyler to explore her body. Tylers hands made their way to her chest and he placed them underneath either of her breasts. He gave them a light squeeze and pushed them up. He licked his dry lips and met Magdalenas eyes above him. He leaned up and went straight back to kissing as he held her breasts in his grasp.
This was different than their first intimate night, everything was slower and they were touching and feeling each others bodies, rather than going straight into it. Tyler wanted to give her all the pleasure in the world, he wanted this moment to last. Magdalena, being naive, wanted Tyler to shower her the ropes and take the lead. She was willing to surrender herself completely to his control.
Magdalenas nimble fingers reached for Tyler’s pants and she unbuttoned them, without breaking their kiss. They had both gotten good at that. Tyler helped her by kicked them off, leaving him in just his white v-neck and his black boxer briefs. Tyler pulled away from Magdalena and let out a sigh. He got up, still on his knees and locked his eyes on her body. The only thing that lit the dark room was her small lamp on her vanity. It was all so surreal:
Here he was, on top of the most stunning woman in the world to him, something that all he could do was fantasize about happening. Tyler wanted to tear his thumping heart out of his chest and just hand it to Magdalena, he trusted and loved her that much. She was his life, he would die for her.
Magdalena sat up and reached around Tyler, feeling the dimples in his lower back and placing her head on his lower abdomen. She could feel the warmth radiating throughout his body and onto her own. As soon as her head touched his lower stomach Tyler took in a sharp breath and Magdalena felt him clench his stomach. She looked up at him and began to play with the waistband of his briefs. Tyler’s breathing began to grow slow as he anticipated what she was going to do. Tyler grabbed Magdalenas face and pulled her up on her knees, onto her level. Stopping whatever it was she had in mind. He began to kiss her once more and pushed her back down onto the bed. He pulled his boxers off and put his weight on top of her. This would be the second time they would have done this. Tyler chuckled in disbelief and shook his head.
As Tyler entered her soft, tight entrance, he let out a groan. He did his best to go as gentle and slow as possible, he knew that she must have just been accommodating to him, let alone having sex in the first place.
Emotionally, Tyler felt all of his suppressed emotions break free from the seal that they had been kept under. Each time he leaned in to kiss Magdalena, she could feel the regret and the love that he was giving her. Each time he pushed himself into her and lingered for a moment before pulling out, Magdalena felt whole; as if Tyler had finally put the missing piece in place of a puzzle. Magdalena just wanted to forgive him, thats it. And she did. She forgave all of the pain he had cause her, all the mistakes he had made; everything. Tyler had finally gotten that clean slate that he dreadfully was in need of.
“Oh..Meg...Jesus..oh God..” Tyler moaned in a low breath trying to keep control and maintain the moment. “Fuck.” He said after he leaned into Magdalena neck and began to suck on it. Magdalena clutched onto his back as if her life depended on it and kissed his shoulder and Tyler’s penetrations grew deeper. Balls deep even. Tyler let out a number of uncontrollable moans as his pace quickened, nearing his apex.
Magdalena let out soft whimpers into his shoulder and dug her nails into his back, restraining herself from screaming outloud.
Tyler finally gained some kind of control over his emotions and body and lifted his head up from Magdalenas neck. As Magdalena’s hand moved to grab his neck he felt her back arched and watched her face contort in pleasure, she was so close.
“Wait for me,” Tyler choked out while he continued to plunge himself into her, holding his own orgasm back.
“Ty..I-..” Magdalena whimpered. She felt Tyler’s large fingers begin to rub her most sensitive area and she lost it. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her toes curled beneath her. She couldn’t fight her body trembling and her legs squirming around as she reached the cusp of her orgasm. Tyler bent down to give her a soft peck and let himself go. As he did so, he let out a cry that he was sure that everyone in the brownstone, along with the neighbours, could hear.
“Fuck..Meg…” Tyler let out. He continued to thrust into her and eventually stopped to pull out and lay next to her. His chest was heaving and his abdomen remained tight. All of his senses were extremely heightened to the point that even a slight breeze would more than likely easily arouse him. He had totally become sensitive to his surroundings and couldn’t control the way his body was conducting itself. It wasn’t long until Tyler could feel the tingle in his eyes that indicated tears forming. As much as he wanted to fight them back, he couldn’t. It took all the strength that was left in him to get off the bed and put on his briefs and he sat back down on the edge of the bed.
“Ty..? You okay?” Magdalena asked, concern oozing off of her face. She ran the tip of her finger along his sweaty back.
“Huh?” Tyler breathed out, still unable to bring his breathing to a steady tempo. “I just..need a minute” He said as he stood up quickly and dashed out the door. Just like that, he was gone. Magdalena blinked in shock.
What had just happened?
She already had this kind of intuition about Tyler. She could already tell that he was upset or bothered about something, she just wasn’t sure what it was.
Tyler made it to the bathroom that was a short walk away from Magdalenas bedroom and shut the door. He put the cover down on the toilet and sat down. He was baffled at the way his body had been reacting and how he couldn’t stop it. He felt stupid, naive, ridiculous. He dropped his head into his hands and began to sob. He hadn’t cried like this since seeing his friend, Derrek after his car accident.
Get it together Segs.
*************
(One week before the trade, same night as the fight)
Tyler smirked as Jen placed a hand on his knee. She was totally flirting with him. Out of everyone in the room, Jen was the one who couldn't keep her hands off of him. The one person who would call his bullshit and hated him the most, Jen, was all over him.
Upon somehow arrive home after driving more drunk than he would like to admit, Tyler had concluded that his night wasn't over just yet. It was one in the morning and the amount of tension and frustration in his body had become overbearing and he needed an outlet for it all. He was pissed. He felt disrespected. How could she? She talked to him like he was a child, like he needed to be taken care of or something. And then she had the audacity to bring up his friend.
I hate you.
Tyler couldn't erase those words or the look in Magdalenas eyes as she handed him his car keys. He cracked open the beer that was in his hand and chugged it down in less than a minute. He pulled his phone out and struggled, but managed to unlock his screen and make a mass snapchat about his party. Soon his phone was blasting with notifications, text messages and people were showing up instantly. He needed to keep his mind off of her. Their shit could be dealt with another time.
Tyler wrapped his arm around Jens waist and gave it a squeeze. He knew. Tyler knew that sleeping with Jen would be the ultimate revenge. It would kill Magdalena to know that even her closest friend could get what she wanted and could never get. Tylers attraction to Jen couldn't have been any stronger than at that moment. His apartment was filled with people drinking, dancing, and talking. He wanted them all to see him and Magdalenas best friend 'disappear' for a while. He wanted everyone to know that he was going to lay Jen.
"Lets go somewhere quiet, where we can be alone," Tyler said in her ear and grabbed Jen's hand to lead her to his bedroom. Once her opened the door Jen couldn't help but practically rip his shirt off of him.
"You have no idea how bad I want you right now.." Jen whispered in Tylers ear. Her hot breath against the skin on his ear sent a chill throughout Tylers body. His crotch got warm and he couldn’t help but pin her onto his bed.
"Yeah?" Tyler began to get aggressive as he undressed Jen. He didn’t bother taking his time with her. He didn’t care, he just wanted to take everything out on her. Jen brought her face up to his own for a kiss but he turned away, causing her lips to meet his jaw. This wasn’t intimate. It was pure sex that was spiteful, nothing more, nothing less. If anything he would be thinking about Magdalena the entire time, which he hated. Without fully undressing himself Tyler slid the transparent condom that he was planning on making good use of, onto his erection and shoved himself into Jen. Releasing every frustrating thought he had about Magdalena with every thrust.
"Oh my.." Jen grunted as Tyler drove her through the bed.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
Magdalenas voice echoed in Tylers mind. He shut his eyes trying to enjoy the fuck he was having but he couldn’t. The familiar sensation that he had had disappeared. He wasn’t going to enjoy this as much as he wanted to. Tyler grabbed the headboard to help pull him into Jen and tried to rough it up, but it wasn’t cutting it. He looked down at Jen who had nearly passed out. He could tell that she was blacking out and hoped that she, or he himself would forget this. He pulled out and got on his knees. He flipped Jen over so she was on her stomach and pulled her ass to him. He tried once more and continued until he reached a shitty completion. It was only satisfactory, no where near as good as he wanted it to be. He zipped his pants back up and got off of the bed. He walked over to his closet and searched for a new shirt.
He put on a white and grey muscle tee and looked behind him to see Jen passed out on his bed. He let out a sigh and walked out of his room and back downstairs.
"There you are! Was just lookin for ya!" A drunken Freddy stumbled towards Tyler, red solo cup in hand.
"I need a shot...or maybe ten," Tyler said as the regret began to settle.
The next morning Tyler groggily woke up with a killer headache and had no shirt or clear memory of his escapades from the night before. He felt extra weight on his bed and before he could even figure out who was in his bed or piece together his night the door to his bedroom swung open and there Freddy stood.
"Morning! Or good afternoon! Finally awake and you got a kill I see," Freddy smirked. "Whos the lucky g-" Freddy gasped when he watched Jens head poke from behind Tyler. "Jen!? Is that the Jen Johansson!? The Jennifer Johansson!?" Freddy exclaimed as he cupped his hand over his mouth in exaggerated shock.
"What The-" Jen groaned. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes nearly popped out from her head when she realized that she was naked and spent the night next to a half naked Tyler Seguin.
Tyler turned his head immediately and and shared the exact same expression on his face as Jens.
"Oh my God.. We didn't," Jen groaned as she slapped her hand on her face in utter frustration and disappointment.
"Oh yes you did." Freddy nodded.
*************
Jen spent her night unable to sleep. She had broken one of the most important girl codes.
Never sleep with/date the guy your friend is into.
She tossed sat up on her bed and opened her laptop. In need of getting her mind off of things she opened the Netflix tab and began to search through her recommended list, most of which she had already gone through the majority of the films there. Her head shot up when there was a faint knock on her door.
“It’s open!” She said as her voice cracked. She had been crying. In came Magdalena, sporting Tyler shirt and hopefully a pair of panties underneath. “Oh hey,” Jen said letting out a sniffle and wiping her tears.
“Hey,” Magdalena whispered as she crawled into Jen’s bed and sat next to her.
“I’m so sorry Magdalena, I don’t even remember what happened. I regret everything that happened that night,” Jen sighed. Magdalena didn’t say a word, she only let out a deep breath.
“Let’s just forget this all happened.” Magdalena smiled as she wrapped her arms around Jen.
“Oh goody!” Jen shrieked quietly. “Thought I lost you there,” Jen sniffled once more.
“Come on, we’re stronger than that Jennie,” Magdalena smirked. “Just one thing: you don’t remember anything that happened that night?” Magdalena pondered.
“Uh no. And I’m glad I don’t. All I remember is waking up next to Tyler and, having a terrible hangover. Regretted it the second it hit me,” Jen sighed. Magdalena let out a giggle
“Wow you really missed out, he’s really good,” Magdalena laughed. Jen’s eyes widened and she finally took in what Magdalena was really wearing.
“Oh my God… you and Tyler?” Jen gawked, Magdalena nodded with a devilish grin painted across her face. “Seriously? Are you sober?” Jen joked.
“Duh. Jen, he’s… wow.” Magdalena swooned.
“...and he’s your first!?” Jen questioned, disgusted and still shocked that Magdalena had finally done the deed after twenty one years.
“Yeah!” Magdalena squealed. “One thing though…tonight was our second time… doing it, and we haven’t used protection..”
Jen’s jaw dropped and she shook her head in a combination of shock and disbelief. “Twice already Maggie!?” Jen practically shouted, not fully caught up to what Magdalena had just said.
“Shh..” Magdalena cupped Jen’s mouth to shush her. The backlight from the laptop gave enough light for Jen to see Magdalena’s piercing blue eyes giving her that “shut up or I’ll kill you” look. Jen nodded and Magdalena dropped her hand from Jen’s mouth.
“When was the first?”
“A couple days ago, literally the night before my birthday! But on a serious note Jen, we never used a condom, and you know I’m not on birth control,” Magdalena sighed.
“...oh shit. Might be too late for that morning after pill unless he..”
“He didnt.” Magdalena quickly said as she rapidly shook her head no.
“Seriously!? He should have known better,” Jen rolled her eyes.
“We were..in the moment,” Magdalena said with a hint of worry in her voice.
“Lemme think..” Jen began to calculate the days since Magdalena and Tyler’s exploints. She winced at the thought of it. “Plan b is good for like three days, and your birthday was..what?..like two days ago?” Magdalena nodded. “We need to make a run to CVS, like right now!” Jen bounced off of her bed and pulled Magdalena off. “Put some pants on!” Jen ordered.
Jen and Magdalena hussled to put some warm clothing on and dashed out the door. Jen made the five minute drive to the closest CVS store to their townhouse. Once they made it inside Jen, rushed over to the counter and asked the Pharmacist for the blue box that contained the two magical pills. In a matter of minutes they were back in Jen's car where Magdalena held the pills in in hand and a bottle of water in the other.
“Here goes,” Magdalena said as she tossed the pills to the back of her throat and gulped down the water.
“Next time, use protection! As much as I hope there isn’t a next time” Jen laughed while driving back.
“Magdalena, I can explain, hear me out!” Tyler pleaded as Magdalena locked herself in the bathroom. Tyler banged his fist against the door in attempt to get her full attention. He heard the sound of the shower head began to run and he felt a stab in his stomach. “Meg, please let me in!” He begged.
Downstairs, Jen had her head in her hands as her body overflowed with regret. Freddy sat still unable to form words that would mend everything or come up with something clever to lighten the atmosphere. There was no getting out of this one.
“Oh shit,” Rachel said under her breath. “So thats why she’s always hated him..” She muttered as she crouched down and began to pick up the shattered plate pieces off the kitchen floor. Freddy pursed his lip after his outburst and realized how awkward the situation had just become.
“Why would you say that Freddy!?” Jen sobbed angrily as she finally raised her head from her hands. Knowing that it was a rhetorical question, Freddy shrugged while avoiding any eye contact with Jen. The tone in the brownstone had become heavily intense and there was no telling where any of this was going to go. Freddy slouched down into his seat, making himself small and hoped to God that he would somehow shrink down into nothing and disappear.
Loud footsteps came running down the stairs and in a matter of seconds Tyler stood before Jen and Freddy by the dining table. Freddy stood up off of the chair the instant he saw him and took in Tylers distressed appearance.
“Dude, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you guys were standing there, I thought she knew..I’m sorry”
“Why, of all people, would we tell Magdalena about that!? Freddy you fucking idiot!” Jen shouted as she slammed her hand on the table, frustrated.
Tyler pulled up one of the chairs at the table and sat down. He crossed his arms on the table and laid his head down on it. He let out a deep breath and shut his eyes.
“Fuck me,” Tyler sighed.
Rachel finally finished cleaning up her mess and walked over to the table and sat next to Tyler. She gently placed a hand on his back and let out her own exasperated sigh.
The first time they were all back together and there was yet another fight.
“Guess I should have knocked on wood when I said I was happy for Meg huh?” Rachel said to Freddy and Jen as a way to lighten the mood. Jen shook her head and shot a glare at Rachel, indicating that now was not the time to crack jokes. Freddy took a seat again and propped his elbows on the table and rested his chin on his hands. The four of them, Tyler, Jen, Freddy, and Rachel all sat at the dining table in silence.
Sleeping with Jen. Tyler thought, disgusted with himself. Sure he had slept with plenty of Magdalena’s friends, classmates, neighbours, ecetera, ecetera. And it never meant anything, for him at least. But he knew, Tyler knew that he only slept with Jen to hurt Magdalena. That summer, when he and Magdalena had cut ties, all he wanted to do was hurt her. All he wanted to do was get rid his overpowering feelings for Magdalena, he wanted to hate her so much. He wanted her to feel the same way that he did and the only way he could think of was sleeping with her best friend.
Everyones senses became alert by the sound of Jen’s chair squeaking against the hardwood floor as she pushed back to get up from her seat.
“She won’t open the door,” Tyler muttered. By the sound of his voice, it was obvious that he had tried and tried but was now slowly giving up.
“Maybe not for you, but I’m her best friend,” Jen belittled Tyler as she stormed off.
Tyler raised his head and wiped his hand across his face, as if to erase the emotion he had been wearing. Rachels hand dropped from his back and she rested it on her lap.
“Goddamnit,” Tyler said to himself. He too, stood up and made his way up the stairs, taking two at a time. Freddy and Rachel sat back in their chairs awkwardly, it was going to be another night of fighting and crying. Just like old times.
“When did they..you know..” Rachel whispered to Freddy, she wanted in on this juicy story.
“Last summer..sort of after their ‘break up’ “ Freddy sighed as he pulled out his phone to check the time. “Fuck, I feel terrible,”
“Are you fucking serious? I can’t believe Jen… the nerve she has to deprecate him every second she can, what a hypocrite. Don’t feel bad, they both knew better.” Rachel hissed.
“Ugh! This is all your fault!” Jen stated as she gave up on trying to convince Magdalena on opening the door. The shower was still running.
“All my fault!? You have got to be kidding me! Just an FYI, it takes two people to tango,” Tyler scoffed as he jerked back.
“Oh shut up Seguin!”
“Aren’t you her best friend? Doesn’t fucking seem like it now,”
“You asshole! You’re the one who was always making her cry, you cheated her. I was drunk that night, I didn’t know bett-”
“Puh-lease! You were drunk!? That’s your excuse?Fuck Jen, just admit that we’re both in the wrong here. I’m sick of always taking the fall.”
“Because it’s always your fault! Do us all a favour right now and just stay out of our lives. You getting traded from Boston was a fucking blessing, Tyler. Why can’t you just let go of what once shouldn’t have been and fuck around with some other bitch in Dallas.”
Tyler opened his mouth to give her a piece of his mind but shut it right away when Magdalena stepped out of the bathroom. Jen’s head spun away from Tyler, and towards the door behind her and she stepped back to make room for Magdalena.
Magdalena stepped out with a towel wrapped around over head and another wrapped around her torso.
“Maggie, oh my God, I’m so sorry, I can explain everything!” Jen begged.
“Explain.” Magdalena demanded, as she crossed her arms across her chest.
“I was drunk-”
“We were both drunk.” Tyler interrupted.
“...I wasn’t thinking Maggie, I regret it, one hundred percent. I would take it back the second I could.”
“When were you going to tell me about this huh? Were you guys going to keep this away from me forever?” Magdalena paused and searched through both of Jens and Tylers eyes to read something, anything. “No. When did this happen?”
Both Jen and Tyler stood still, waiting for one of them to speak up and spill the beans. To admit all the wrongs they had enacted upon. But neither of them spoke and Magdalena began to get impatient.
“Well?” Magdalena snapped. Magdalena stood before them and waited only a few seconds with no response. She rolled her eyes and let out a scoff as she pushed past Jen and Tyler and into her bedroom. Tyler followed and made it inside before she could slam the door. Jen ran her fingers through her hair, realizing the terrible mistake she had made and began questioning her friendship with Magdalena.
“Tyler get out!” Magdalena fought as she tried to shove Tyler out of her room. Tyler wrapped his arms around her, stopping her feeble attempts to hit him. Magdalena began to squirm in his grasp and was hollering and screaming. Veins began to form in Magdalena from the stress she was putting on her voice box and Tyler held her tight against his chest.
“Meg, Meg, Meg...relax, Meg..” Tyler cooed, trying to calm her down. Her face had become red and her eyes were welled up.
“..God just put me down! Tyler! For Godsake!! Just...just..” Magdalena shouted and her voice began to trail off as her tears fully formed and were running down her face. She let out a whimper and began to weep on his shoulder. Tyler finally set her down and hugged her gently.
Magdalena cried on his shoulder and grabbed onto his shirt. She was still trembling. Tyler began to rock side to side trying to calm her down.
Magdalena’s head was pounding initially while she begged and pleaded for Tyler to put her down and she had become so overwhelmed with her emotions that she could no longer make sense of the words she wanted to say. Once Tyler had put her in his compassionate hold, he had calmed her. Tears of frustration and anger with streaming down her face and her heart throbbed once again.
“Why..” She said into his chest as she sniffled. Tyler kissed her forehead and let his lips linger there. “You’re killing me Ty..”
“I-..” Tyler stopped. He had no words. No excuse. He screwed up. Hearing her tell him that he was killing her caused a jab in his chest, right where his heart was pounding. He wanted to take away the pain and make her all better. He wanted to be the way they were just twenty four hours ago, filled with lust and happiness. God, he just wanted to start all over.
“Tyler, just tell me. When. When did you sleep with her?” Magdalena pulled away and sat on the edge of her bed.
Tyler let out a sigh and relaxed his tense body. “Does it really matter? Meg, I am so sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I fucked up, I just wanted to hurt you, or get back to you, or something. I was lashing out, Meg..Magdalena I regret it so much, I was such an ass. ” Tyler said as he sat next to Magdalena and rubbed her shoulders.
“You still are,” Magdalena sniffed as her lips curled into a small smile.
“You’re right,” Tyler let out a laugh. He watched, no, gazed upon Magdalena as she unravelled the towel from her head and let her dark wet hair fall. His eyes traced her face and stopped between her eyes, on her nose. “Your freckles are so cute, I just want to play connect the dots with them or something” Tyler laughed as he gently placed a hand on her right cheek and eventually pushed her hair behind her ears. Magdalena laughed shyly and palm-faced. She let out a small groan in embarrassment and laid on her back. She placed both her hands on her face to cover it and felt her entire body grow warm.
“Stop it Ty, I’m still mad at you,” Magdalena laughed.
“You can’t stay mad at me for more than six seconds, you know it,”
“I hate you,” Magdalena joked. As she said it Tyler felt a sharp pain run through his entire body. Although she was kidding, hearing her say those three words reminded him of when she had said it before and meant it.
“No you don’t,” Tyler smiled as he laid down next to Magdalena and kissed her softly.
“I don’t think I can ever get used to kissing you,”
“Agreed. But I like it, you just feel so good,” Tyler moaned as he shifted himself and Magdalena so that they were comfortably lying on the bed. He leaned back in, and this time cupped her face with both his hands and began to kiss her even harder than before. Magdalena placed her hands on his triceps and squeezed them. She let out a little giggle and deepened the kiss. Tyler then decided to move up so that he was on top of Magdalena and as he moved he accidentally tugged on the towel that covered her body and unravelled it. Revealing her creamy flesh. Tyler stared at Magdalena while propped up on his hands.
“Woops!” Magdalena giggled and pulled Tyler down by his neck to continue their little kissing session.
“You’re stunning,” Tyler whispered in her ear.
Tyler began to grind up and down against Magdalenas nude body as he felt the sudden urge to take her there. Magdalena placed her right leg around his lower leg making it easier for Tyler to explore her body. Tylers hands made their way to her chest and he placed them underneath either of her breasts. He gave them a light squeeze and pushed them up. He licked his dry lips and met Magdalenas eyes above him. He leaned up and went straight back to kissing as he held her breasts in his grasp.
This was different than their first intimate night, everything was slower and they were touching and feeling each others bodies, rather than going straight into it. Tyler wanted to give her all the pleasure in the world, he wanted this moment to last. Magdalena, being naive, wanted Tyler to shower her the ropes and take the lead. She was willing to surrender herself completely to his control.
Magdalenas nimble fingers reached for Tyler’s pants and she unbuttoned them, without breaking their kiss. They had both gotten good at that. Tyler helped her by kicked them off, leaving him in just his white v-neck and his black boxer briefs. Tyler pulled away from Magdalena and let out a sigh. He got up, still on his knees and locked his eyes on her body. The only thing that lit the dark room was her small lamp on her vanity. It was all so surreal:
Here he was, on top of the most stunning woman in the world to him, something that all he could do was fantasize about happening. Tyler wanted to tear his thumping heart out of his chest and just hand it to Magdalena, he trusted and loved her that much. She was his life, he would die for her.
Magdalena sat up and reached around Tyler, feeling the dimples in his lower back and placing her head on his lower abdomen. She could feel the warmth radiating throughout his body and onto her own. As soon as her head touched his lower stomach Tyler took in a sharp breath and Magdalena felt him clench his stomach. She looked up at him and began to play with the waistband of his briefs. Tyler’s breathing began to grow slow as he anticipated what she was going to do. Tyler grabbed Magdalenas face and pulled her up on her knees, onto her level. Stopping whatever it was she had in mind. He began to kiss her once more and pushed her back down onto the bed. He pulled his boxers off and put his weight on top of her. This would be the second time they would have done this. Tyler chuckled in disbelief and shook his head.
As Tyler entered her soft, tight entrance, he let out a groan. He did his best to go as gentle and slow as possible, he knew that she must have just been accommodating to him, let alone having sex in the first place.
Emotionally, Tyler felt all of his suppressed emotions break free from the seal that they had been kept under. Each time he leaned in to kiss Magdalena, she could feel the regret and the love that he was giving her. Each time he pushed himself into her and lingered for a moment before pulling out, Magdalena felt whole; as if Tyler had finally put the missing piece in place of a puzzle. Magdalena just wanted to forgive him, thats it. And she did. She forgave all of the pain he had cause her, all the mistakes he had made; everything. Tyler had finally gotten that clean slate that he dreadfully was in need of.
“Oh..Meg...Jesus..oh God..” Tyler moaned in a low breath trying to keep control and maintain the moment. “Fuck.” He said after he leaned into Magdalena neck and began to suck on it. Magdalena clutched onto his back as if her life depended on it and kissed his shoulder and Tyler’s penetrations grew deeper. Balls deep even. Tyler let out a number of uncontrollable moans as his pace quickened, nearing his apex.
Magdalena let out soft whimpers into his shoulder and dug her nails into his back, restraining herself from screaming outloud.
Tyler finally gained some kind of control over his emotions and body and lifted his head up from Magdalenas neck. As Magdalena’s hand moved to grab his neck he felt her back arched and watched her face contort in pleasure, she was so close.
“Wait for me,” Tyler choked out while he continued to plunge himself into her, holding his own orgasm back.
“Ty..I-..” Magdalena whimpered. She felt Tyler’s large fingers begin to rub her most sensitive area and she lost it. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her toes curled beneath her. She couldn’t fight her body trembling and her legs squirming around as she reached the cusp of her orgasm. Tyler bent down to give her a soft peck and let himself go. As he did so, he let out a cry that he was sure that everyone in the brownstone, along with the neighbours, could hear.
“Fuck..Meg…” Tyler let out. He continued to thrust into her and eventually stopped to pull out and lay next to her. His chest was heaving and his abdomen remained tight. All of his senses were extremely heightened to the point that even a slight breeze would more than likely easily arouse him. He had totally become sensitive to his surroundings and couldn’t control the way his body was conducting itself. It wasn’t long until Tyler could feel the tingle in his eyes that indicated tears forming. As much as he wanted to fight them back, he couldn’t. It took all the strength that was left in him to get off the bed and put on his briefs and he sat back down on the edge of the bed.
“Ty..? You okay?” Magdalena asked, concern oozing off of her face. She ran the tip of her finger along his sweaty back.
“Huh?” Tyler breathed out, still unable to bring his breathing to a steady tempo. “I just..need a minute” He said as he stood up quickly and dashed out the door. Just like that, he was gone. Magdalena blinked in shock.
What had just happened?
She already had this kind of intuition about Tyler. She could already tell that he was upset or bothered about something, she just wasn’t sure what it was.
Tyler made it to the bathroom that was a short walk away from Magdalenas bedroom and shut the door. He put the cover down on the toilet and sat down. He was baffled at the way his body had been reacting and how he couldn’t stop it. He felt stupid, naive, ridiculous. He dropped his head into his hands and began to sob. He hadn’t cried like this since seeing his friend, Derrek after his car accident.
Get it together Segs.
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(One week before the trade, same night as the fight)
Tyler smirked as Jen placed a hand on his knee. She was totally flirting with him. Out of everyone in the room, Jen was the one who couldn't keep her hands off of him. The one person who would call his bullshit and hated him the most, Jen, was all over him.
Upon somehow arrive home after driving more drunk than he would like to admit, Tyler had concluded that his night wasn't over just yet. It was one in the morning and the amount of tension and frustration in his body had become overbearing and he needed an outlet for it all. He was pissed. He felt disrespected. How could she? She talked to him like he was a child, like he needed to be taken care of or something. And then she had the audacity to bring up his friend.
I hate you.
Tyler couldn't erase those words or the look in Magdalenas eyes as she handed him his car keys. He cracked open the beer that was in his hand and chugged it down in less than a minute. He pulled his phone out and struggled, but managed to unlock his screen and make a mass snapchat about his party. Soon his phone was blasting with notifications, text messages and people were showing up instantly. He needed to keep his mind off of her. Their shit could be dealt with another time.
Tyler wrapped his arm around Jens waist and gave it a squeeze. He knew. Tyler knew that sleeping with Jen would be the ultimate revenge. It would kill Magdalena to know that even her closest friend could get what she wanted and could never get. Tylers attraction to Jen couldn't have been any stronger than at that moment. His apartment was filled with people drinking, dancing, and talking. He wanted them all to see him and Magdalenas best friend 'disappear' for a while. He wanted everyone to know that he was going to lay Jen.
"Lets go somewhere quiet, where we can be alone," Tyler said in her ear and grabbed Jen's hand to lead her to his bedroom. Once her opened the door Jen couldn't help but practically rip his shirt off of him.
"You have no idea how bad I want you right now.." Jen whispered in Tylers ear. Her hot breath against the skin on his ear sent a chill throughout Tylers body. His crotch got warm and he couldn’t help but pin her onto his bed.
"Yeah?" Tyler began to get aggressive as he undressed Jen. He didn’t bother taking his time with her. He didn’t care, he just wanted to take everything out on her. Jen brought her face up to his own for a kiss but he turned away, causing her lips to meet his jaw. This wasn’t intimate. It was pure sex that was spiteful, nothing more, nothing less. If anything he would be thinking about Magdalena the entire time, which he hated. Without fully undressing himself Tyler slid the transparent condom that he was planning on making good use of, onto his erection and shoved himself into Jen. Releasing every frustrating thought he had about Magdalena with every thrust.
"Oh my.." Jen grunted as Tyler drove her through the bed.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
Magdalenas voice echoed in Tylers mind. He shut his eyes trying to enjoy the fuck he was having but he couldn’t. The familiar sensation that he had had disappeared. He wasn’t going to enjoy this as much as he wanted to. Tyler grabbed the headboard to help pull him into Jen and tried to rough it up, but it wasn’t cutting it. He looked down at Jen who had nearly passed out. He could tell that she was blacking out and hoped that she, or he himself would forget this. He pulled out and got on his knees. He flipped Jen over so she was on her stomach and pulled her ass to him. He tried once more and continued until he reached a shitty completion. It was only satisfactory, no where near as good as he wanted it to be. He zipped his pants back up and got off of the bed. He walked over to his closet and searched for a new shirt.
He put on a white and grey muscle tee and looked behind him to see Jen passed out on his bed. He let out a sigh and walked out of his room and back downstairs.
"There you are! Was just lookin for ya!" A drunken Freddy stumbled towards Tyler, red solo cup in hand.
"I need a shot...or maybe ten," Tyler said as the regret began to settle.
The next morning Tyler groggily woke up with a killer headache and had no shirt or clear memory of his escapades from the night before. He felt extra weight on his bed and before he could even figure out who was in his bed or piece together his night the door to his bedroom swung open and there Freddy stood.
"Morning! Or good afternoon! Finally awake and you got a kill I see," Freddy smirked. "Whos the lucky g-" Freddy gasped when he watched Jens head poke from behind Tyler. "Jen!? Is that the Jen Johansson!? The Jennifer Johansson!?" Freddy exclaimed as he cupped his hand over his mouth in exaggerated shock.
"What The-" Jen groaned. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes nearly popped out from her head when she realized that she was naked and spent the night next to a half naked Tyler Seguin.
Tyler turned his head immediately and and shared the exact same expression on his face as Jens.
"Oh my God.. We didn't," Jen groaned as she slapped her hand on her face in utter frustration and disappointment.
"Oh yes you did." Freddy nodded.
*************
Jen spent her night unable to sleep. She had broken one of the most important girl codes.
Never sleep with/date the guy your friend is into.
She tossed sat up on her bed and opened her laptop. In need of getting her mind off of things she opened the Netflix tab and began to search through her recommended list, most of which she had already gone through the majority of the films there. Her head shot up when there was a faint knock on her door.
“It’s open!” She said as her voice cracked. She had been crying. In came Magdalena, sporting Tyler shirt and hopefully a pair of panties underneath. “Oh hey,” Jen said letting out a sniffle and wiping her tears.
“Hey,” Magdalena whispered as she crawled into Jen’s bed and sat next to her.
“I’m so sorry Magdalena, I don’t even remember what happened. I regret everything that happened that night,” Jen sighed. Magdalena didn’t say a word, she only let out a deep breath.
“Let’s just forget this all happened.” Magdalena smiled as she wrapped her arms around Jen.
“Oh goody!” Jen shrieked quietly. “Thought I lost you there,” Jen sniffled once more.
“Come on, we’re stronger than that Jennie,” Magdalena smirked. “Just one thing: you don’t remember anything that happened that night?” Magdalena pondered.
“Uh no. And I’m glad I don’t. All I remember is waking up next to Tyler and, having a terrible hangover. Regretted it the second it hit me,” Jen sighed. Magdalena let out a giggle
“Wow you really missed out, he’s really good,” Magdalena laughed. Jen’s eyes widened and she finally took in what Magdalena was really wearing.
“Oh my God… you and Tyler?” Jen gawked, Magdalena nodded with a devilish grin painted across her face. “Seriously? Are you sober?” Jen joked.
“Duh. Jen, he’s… wow.” Magdalena swooned.
“...and he’s your first!?” Jen questioned, disgusted and still shocked that Magdalena had finally done the deed after twenty one years.
“Yeah!” Magdalena squealed. “One thing though…tonight was our second time… doing it, and we haven’t used protection..”
Jen’s jaw dropped and she shook her head in a combination of shock and disbelief. “Twice already Maggie!?” Jen practically shouted, not fully caught up to what Magdalena had just said.
“Shh..” Magdalena cupped Jen’s mouth to shush her. The backlight from the laptop gave enough light for Jen to see Magdalena’s piercing blue eyes giving her that “shut up or I’ll kill you” look. Jen nodded and Magdalena dropped her hand from Jen’s mouth.
“When was the first?”
“A couple days ago, literally the night before my birthday! But on a serious note Jen, we never used a condom, and you know I’m not on birth control,” Magdalena sighed.
“...oh shit. Might be too late for that morning after pill unless he..”
“He didnt.” Magdalena quickly said as she rapidly shook her head no.
“Seriously!? He should have known better,” Jen rolled her eyes.
“We were..in the moment,” Magdalena said with a hint of worry in her voice.
“Lemme think..” Jen began to calculate the days since Magdalena and Tyler’s exploints. She winced at the thought of it. “Plan b is good for like three days, and your birthday was..what?..like two days ago?” Magdalena nodded. “We need to make a run to CVS, like right now!” Jen bounced off of her bed and pulled Magdalena off. “Put some pants on!” Jen ordered.
Jen and Magdalena hussled to put some warm clothing on and dashed out the door. Jen made the five minute drive to the closest CVS store to their townhouse. Once they made it inside Jen, rushed over to the counter and asked the Pharmacist for the blue box that contained the two magical pills. In a matter of minutes they were back in Jen's car where Magdalena held the pills in in hand and a bottle of water in the other.
“Here goes,” Magdalena said as she tossed the pills to the back of her throat and gulped down the water.
“Next time, use protection! As much as I hope there isn’t a next time” Jen laughed while driving back.
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11/12/15