I try to update as fast as I can, but lately my muse has gone away. When I do get inspired, I'm busy. I'm also currently looking for a college to apply to for fall.
Jeff rubbed small circles on Lita's lower back. He knew Lita was stressed out from the outburst of John. As soon as Phil left with Randy to go look for John, she had burst into tears and Jeff was left to comfort her. He knew that Lita had been stressing out about this whole situation since the moment she found out she was pregnant. Jeff didn't know much about pregnancy, but he knew enough to know that stress during pregnancy can affect the child in some way. She was a few months until birth, and he wanted to keep it that way.
She had calmed down a bit since then, Jeff's soothing words and hand had helped. She still had silent hiccups at the end but she tried to force herself to stop herself from crying.
"It's okay baby girl. Don't stress out about it too much, you'll hurt the little one." He coo'd. "Not when you're so close."
She sniffled and tried to calm down, but more tears flowed and she broke into another petty sob.
He frowned. "Come on, you know he didn't mean it, he doesn't think you're a-"
She glared at him through tears. "Don't even finish that fucking sentence, Jeff."
Jeff shook his head. "I wasn't."
He sighed when she continued to cry. "Lita.. maybe you should tell him, you can't hold this much stress inside of you. Especially when you're close. You don't want to harm the little one, do you?"
She weakly shook her head, her sobs suddenly stopping. She sat up from the couch, looking down at her bump. "Not yet. He can't know yet."
Jeff decided not to pursue the topic any further. He stood up and brought her in for a hug, whispered something, and kissed the top of her head. "I'm in the mood for tea. Let's go make tea."
Lita laughed a little. "You hate tea. The game is still on, you can watch it if you like."
Jeff glanced at the television and remembered that he could watch it again later. He shrugged. "Tea. Let's go make tea."
Lita rolled her eyes, knowing the tea wasn't going to be for him but for her. He went into the kitchen and she followed. She sat on the chair while he made the tea. After the tea was done, Jeff tried his hardest to distract her by telling her silly stories from back home, but she just couldn't shake the guilty feeling for John until she was sure he was okay.
John awoke to the sound of the door being knocked on. For a moment he nearly called out Lita's name to get the door. He felt rather stupid for even thinking that and got off the bed. He yawned and looked at the clock, not really caring that he almost slept the whole day away. He took his time going down the stairs, but nearly ran towards the door once the banging got harder and more rapid. He peaked through the hole and unlocked and opened the door with speed once he saw it was Randy and Phil.
"Randy I-"
Randy cut him off, bringing the older man in for a hug. John didn't pull away or question it. If Phil wasn't watching with a weird look on his face, John would have pulled Randy in for a proper hug. He needed it. John patted Randy on the back after he felt they hugged long enough.
Randy pulled back, his face had worry written all over it. John understood why, he just drove off with his car in an angry fit. John stepped back, pointing to his drive way. "The car's fine, Randy."
"I'm not worried about the car."
Sometimes Randy said the nicest things without even knowing it. John didn't stop the smile, "I'm fine too."
Randy relaxed. For a brief moment until he smelled the faint smell of alcohol on John. His eyes widened. "You drove here drunk!"
John let out an annoyed groan. He walked back inside, not bothering to shut the door. What was the point? If he did Randy would have slammed it back open and ran after him.
Randy shouted after him. "With my car! What if you crashed it? What if you got hurt, or worst?"
"I didn't." John pointed out. "I'm still standing and the car's fine."
"But what if-"
"Randy." Phil interrupted.
John grew quiet after hearing the anger and annoyance in his voice. He knew Phil was still upset with him after calling Lita a whore. He was angry with himself too. John listened as one person left the house. The door quietly shut behind them. John turned around, expecting to see Randy with a scolding look, but it was Phil.
"I think it's best if you kept away from us." Phil began.
The thought of being away from Lita had never crossed his mind. He hadn't seen her in a while but the thought of not seeing her again, well, he didn't like that.
"She's six months, John. We're gonna have a family. She's happy. Don't you want her to stay happy and have a healthy baby?"
John didn't respond, he had nothing to say.
"I know you don't really like her at the moment and want to know the reason why she left. But maybe now just isn't the right time." Phil stopped, not really sure with what to say.
John thought it over. He wasn't mad at Lita, and he didn't want to come off like he didn't like her. Because that was far from it. He still loved Lita and as far as he knew it wasn't going to change. Baby or not, he still loved her. Even if she didn't feel the same way anymore, he would still love her
Phil left the house without John even knowing.
John didn't know what to do or think anymore. Whenever he tried to do something to distract himself from his thoughts, the thing he did would remind him how they use to do it together. He thought he was doing fine without Lita for the past months, he thought he got over her. But after seeing her the other day made him realize just how lonely he really was without her. Thinking about it now, he didn't really like being alone in this house. Not when he remembered how they bought this house together. He could remember how happy she was when he asked to buy a house together, or how excited she got once she unpacked the first box.
It's been a while since John cried. He cried almost an hour until he picked himself off the couch to get ready for work.
The thought of John crying makes me sad..
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