Rob's reaction to Jane's confession was the last thing she expected. It was very much in her nature to run away from confrontation, to hide whenever she'd have to explain herself or her feelings on a certain topic, but Rob? When he appeared in the doorframe of their shared bedroom, she couldn't bring herself to look up to him. Instead, her hands gripped the pool of linen that surrounded her bare body until her knuckles turned white. By the time she had called out, "Rob, wait," with her damaged voice, the door closed behind him. "Fuck." Lena was right. Rob just proved it. Jane would just hurt everyone in her life until no one was left. Would he come back and say that he didn't want to see her anymore? Was he regretting not taking the warning Jane had given him about herself? She got up slowly and travelled to the living room to locate her phone, which was found in a corner displaying a decent crack in the screen. A sigh came out as it was picked up and observed, then she squinted and worked out a text to Rob. Jane: [b]Please come back.[/b] The phone was brought with her back into the bedroom, and she nearly dove into the plush bedding before she looked through the missed messages and calls from the night before. One was from Austin with a picture of Sam and him with two girls at what looked to be a night club. [b]Having visitors tonight, please DND in the morning :)[/b] Another was from Andy. [b]Hows our favorite vocalist doing? Hope the cords are healing up nicely. Let me know if you need anything.[/b] But then, there was another one: [b]Rob's here with Zoe. Didn't say much to me. Is everything okay?[/b] A flash of jealousy consumed Jane after he read it. Zoe? The girl that wouldn't even introduce herself? That was who Rob had been going to hang out with? Jane sent a text to Andy almost immediately after the realization. Jane: [b]Hey, sorry for the silence. Weird night. Is Rob there now?[/b] Andy: [b]No. What's wrong?[/b] Jane: [b]I don't know. A lot. Do you wanna meet up?[/b] Andy: [b]Aren't you on bed rest?[/b] Jane: [b]Fuck it.[/b] A half an hour and no text from Rob later, Jane had met with Andy at a breakfast place in the city. Her headphones were blaring [url=https://youtu.be/3Ehafszv_3Q]A.C.D. by Nothing[/url] as her board came to a stop in front of the establishment, and she spotted him inside at a table. "Hey," she whispered as she plopped into a booth across from him and plucked the earbuds out. "Have you been crying?" Andy asked as he cocked his head to the side. Jane's fingers went up to her eye subconsciously. "Oh, I guess, yeah." "What happened?" Jane went into detail about what had occurred with Lena last night and Rob this morning. Of how it all made her felt. How Rob reacted. "And now he's not responding to me. I feel like an idiot," she sighed as she sipped on the coffee that had been delivered during her story. “I’ve always been the one to run away from issues or not give a fuck if someone’s pissed at me. But now…” She shook her head as she trailed off. Andy sighed and nodded. “I’m sorry, Jane. That sucks.” He sat up a bit and placed his fork on his plate. “You said, before you admitted your feelings for him, that you were worried about not being the safe option for him?” “Yeah,” she whispered. “I was scared I was going to hurt him. Like now.” “You didn’t do anything wrong, first of all,” he started as he glared at her. “And secondly, you’ve never hidden who you are from Rob, right? You’ve known each other for years. He knows exactly who you are.” Jane nodded. “Yeah. But that doesn’t mean I don’t feel awful about what happened with Lena.” She rubbed the bridge of her nose. “I didn’t want to kiss her. I [i]definitely[/i] didn’t want her to kiss me. I just, I don’t know, I haven’t been in a relationship in years. It took me a few seconds to realize that what I was doing was wrong, you know?” “So you guys discussed being exclusive?” Andy asked. “Yeah, kind of,” she replied. “So, you’re not bothered by the fact that he’s been spending a lot of time with Zoe?” “I mean, I’m not a jealous person. But I’m just worried that he’s getting something from her I can’t give him. I’m not good as verbalizing my feelings. I don’t wanna settle down. I like to party – “ “But, you’ve been doing that for him. Especially this morning, you’ve been trying, right?” Jane frowned. “Yeah. It sucked. And then after that, he just left.” “Well,” Andy started as he ate the last bite of his eggs, “if you’re changing yourself, if you’re trying so hard to be what he needs, why are you still so invested?” “I love him,” she said frankly. “I always have. I just never knew it could turn into this, you know? He occupies all my thoughts. I can’t stand to be away from him. I can’t even keep my hands off of him. I’m not used to feeling this way. It freaks me out.” “Does he know all that?” “No.” She played with the food in front of her. “I don’t want to freak [i]him[/i] out, too. I think the fact that we’re seeing each other after all this time is throwing us both for a loop.” “Look, Jane,” he sighed. “You’re awesome. Any person would be lucky to have you in their life. Don’t feel bad for what you feel. If Rob can’t see how much you’re trying to make him happy, then maybe it wasn’t meant to work out.” The words made tears begin to well up in her eyes. “Jane,” Andy whispered. He got up, moved over to her booth, and wrapped an arm around her. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.” “It’s not your fault,” her voice quivered as she tried to calm herself down. “I just don’t know if I could handle that.” “You’re strong, Jane. Whatever happens, you’ll be okay. You should tell Rob how you feel.” She nodded as she wiped her eyes. “Yeah. I will.” She began to chuckle. “Look at me, huh? Jesus.” ------------------------- Jane eventually made it back to the hotel room, and after smoking a joint and making a cup of tea, she laid back down in bed. Did Rob not appreciate her efforts in trying to be more open with him? Was he really that upset over a kiss? Or was something else happening, something that he hadn’t told Jane about? It was all so confusing and upsetting – the last thing Jane expected to be going through on tour. When she had day dreamed about it when they were back home, she imagined having the time of her life with no worries other than getting from venue to venue. And now? Well, here she was, in bed, crying over her best friend. It was all so stupid. Jane placed her phone on the nightstand and pulled the comforter above her head. Hopefully, the exhaustion was contributing to how sad she was feeling, that once she got rested up enough, she would return to her more care-free disposition. She hadn’t bothered to check her phone since she had texted Rob, thinking that whatever might have been waiting for her wasn’t what she wanted to read anyway. She drifted off to sleep rather quickly after laying down once she convinced herself to ignore the lonely feeling of being it the big bed by herself.