(HEAVILY based on catradora, so like youre catra in this situation and shes adora ig???)
In which you're put against her
Listen to: Cardigan - Taylor Swift
You hated fighting Jenna. You hated her.
Not really.
You hated the fact that she left you. You hated the fact that she never said anything to you about leaving. And when she did, they manipulated you. They made you think she hated you, telling you lies and lies. You were one of the strongest ones there, without Jenna to help calm you down, it was over.
You and Jenna were supposed to rule the world, side by side, hand in hand. You both wanted to take over, climbing up the ranks. You knew her like the back of your hand and vice versa. You knew her moves, and she knew yours.
Fighting her for the first time killed you. You thought you hated her, you let all your anger out. You yelled at her the whole time, and she just stayed silent. She took it all. You hated that she did that. You wanted an answer. You wanted to know why she left you, why she's with the Royals.
Something changed with her. You didn't know her moves like you used to. She even had you on the edge of a cliff, gripping onto your shirt. You kept on pressing for an answer from her. Yet, nothing prevailed. She just pulled you back to land and left.
That night, you felt yourself almost cry. You kept on thinking about why she would leave you. You kept on thinking and thinking.
As the months went on, you felt yourself shifting opinions. As you and Jenna kept on fighting, the more she tried to explain, but you decided to be stubborn. Some of your peers managed to get you drunk and you slipped up.
You told them about how you felt about the whole thing, how you missed Jenna. By the next morning, you didn't remember anything you told them, just that you guys were having some drinks.
Your boss had called you in, scolding you for what you told people. They were livid, more than you've ever seen. You felt like a kid again, when you wrote on the walls with permanent marker and your parents were yelling at you. You didn't make a move, not a single emotion. You couldn't make a reaction, you were frozen. You knew you were stronger than this, but you just took it.
And now, here you were, tied up, getting beaten. They were trying to get information from you, but you kept your lips tight. You wouldn't speak until Jenna came.
You took another punch to the face, your lip was busted and blood was flowing out of your nose. "Why the fuck won't you say anything!"
You huffed at them, smirking and spitting out blood. "I won't speak until she gets here."
They were sick of your shit, kicking you in the stomach, which knocked your chair over. You let out a quiet grunt, not wanting to break. "Fuck, just call her in."
"You know, I didn't expect this from you royals!" You yelled. "Thought you guys had a whole morality thing." You heard stomps coming back to you, the man stood over you, you can tell he was pissed, you kept your smug smirk.
He mocked you. "You think you're funny." He shoved his heel into your stomach. You heaved.
"That's enough. Landon." The voice you were waiting for cut in. He let out a sound, sounded like a growl, and spat on you. You spat out blood back at him, groaning when he left. "What happened to you?" She laughed at you.
She pulled the chair you were in back up, trying not to laugh at you. You rolled your eyes at her. "I turned myself in." You knew that caught her off guard. The smirk she had was gone, and she went serious.
"Why?" You looked away from her, not really wanting to explain yourself, but you knew you had to.
"Oh please, you really think your guys can take me down?" You scoffed.
"I know my guys can't take you down." You let out a laugh.
"Nice to know you still have faith in me." You joked, trying to ease the tension.
"I've always had faith in you. That's why I'm wondering why you would turn yourself in, you're stubborn, y/n." You felt her eyes on you. Your heart started quickening.
"I just- I can't be there anymore." She tried to make eye contact with you, but you wouldn't dare look at her. Your self control was kind of... ass? You decided to change the subject. "So, what's it like? Being with the royals?"
"I'm the one asking questions here." You let out a small huff, shaking your head with a smile. You looked at her, she was looking at the camera. You watched as she went over, disconnecting it.
You furrowed your eyebrows, confused. "Why would you do that?" You forgot that your hands were cuffed, you tried to pull them apart, groaning when you felt it tighten.
"Because with it on, you wouldn't tell me the truth." You shrugged, it was slightly the truth.
"Wouldn't they get all pissy at you?" You joked, making her roll her eyes. She pulled up another chair to sit across from you.
"You know, you're lucky you were able to switch." You started, a little embarrassed to start a whole monologue. She raised her eyebrow at you. "I actually found out what was going to happen. Every night, I wonder, is it too late for me to join you? But then I don't, day by day things get worse." She just listened to you, as you ranted. "Fuck, you should've seen the look on boss' face last week. The fuckers got me drunk, got me to spill everything. Everything from how I felt about being with them to how I feel about you. Then, like the little snitches they are, they told everything to boss. It was so bad, I can take the yelling and the small hits, but oh my god. Jenna, they kept on beating me." You let out a soft sob, Jenna's heart broke, she had seen you cry maybe once when the two of you were younger, but that was it. "I sound like I'm so soft but-"
"No, y/n, come on, you don't deserve that. You're so strong for continuing to endure it." Jenna cupped your cheek, wiping the tears from your eyes.
You just let out a whimper, crying more. "I miss you so much, Jenna. I can't do this without you. Please."
"It's okay." She comforted you, going to unlock your cuffs. There was a side of you that wanted to take advantage of this, to grab her and threaten her. But it was too much of a raw plan, it was hundreds of guards, in their own territory, against you. When your hands were free, to be a little honest, she was a little scared of what would happen. You jumped into her arms, sobbing. She just rubbed your back, whispering comforts into your ear.
"Please, Jenna." Your voice was muffled by her shirt. "I just want to be here with you. I want you." You confessed, not being able to take anything else.
"Then stay with me." She felt you tighten your grasp on her. "I'll convince them to let you here. If you want me here, then stay with me." You just held onto her.
"I love you. I've loved you since we were kids."
"I've loved you since we were kids too." You smiled against her neck, blushing slightly. You pulled from the hug to kiss her. It was better than how you always imagined it. You deepened the kiss, holding her by the back of her neck. Her arms were wrapped around your waist.
Someone burst into the room. "What a sweet moment." The voice sent chills through your spine.
Fuck.
You both pulled away. "What the fuck. How did you know I was here?" There was fear on both of your faces. Jenna looked between you and them.
"You have your tracker on," They responded, as if it were so obvious. "Don't tell me you're even more of an idiot." They looked around the cell. "I have to say, the plan worked."
"What plan?" Jenna looked at you, you swear you've never seen so much hate within her.
Your breath started picking up. You were going to go insane. "I- I don't know what the fucking plan was."
"You lied to me?" Jenna was livid, your heart cracked.
"No, Jenna, I swear, I would never." You started to beg. "Please, I wouldn't do that to you. Not anymore."
Your boss watched the two of you as you denied everything. A smirk climbed onto their face. "Jenna, darling, you don't seriously believe that someone as calculated as y/n would come here without a plan?" They knew they were fueling the fire, that's what needed to happen.
"No!" You yelled out, your voice cracking. You were so done. You were so weak.
Just when you were able to be vulnerable again, Jenna probably doesn't believe you. "Wow." Jenna scoffed. "I should've known. I was right." Jenna shoved her way out, stomping away. You let out another sob.
"Fuck you." You got up, still weak. You walked up to your boss, facing them and their ugly smirk. "You fucked over my life." You pointed to their face. "I hate you."
"Of course! Why wouldn't you?" You felt your nostrils flare, you've never felt so much rage. "Years of torture, I'd expect that from you."
"Did you come here alone?" You spat out.
"I'm not an idiot, y/n, soldiers are spread around as we speak." Your eyes widened, your heart quickening. You went to go run, but your body stopped you. You couldn't move. "Not so fast," They walked past you. "We can't have you going around and stopping what you've been working towards your whole life!"
Just like that, it went black.