EPISODE 7: The Truth Unfolds
By: Amanda H.
I was embarrassed way beyond humiliation. One of my best friends, that I trusted to hold a secret, told my husband (at the time) that I couldn't have kids. I never expected it.
"Who told you this?" I asked, starting to get angry.
"Forget about who told me. It's your turn to answer my questions now."
I rolled my eyes. "Let me guess, you want to know why I didn't tell you?"
John grinned. "That would be a good start."
"I thought you might leave me if you found out I couldn't have kids. Alot of men like to start a family after they get married. I planned on telling you, just not until I was ready."
"You should've told me. I would've liked to know."
"What good would it have done you? You probably still would've went out and did the same thing!" I yelled. John looked down. "I'm sorry. That wasn't necessary. I shouldn't have said that."
"It's okay. I deserved it."
"So that's why you ran off to Annette, because you wanted kids?"
"Something like that."
"We can adopt.." I started.
"What do you mean we 'can'?" He asked. "What are you saying? We're back together?"
I blushed. "I don't know. I mean it's up to you."
John started laughing. "We gotta stop this."
"Stop what?" I asked smiling.
"This..this thing we always do.."
"And what's that?"
"One minute we love each other, the next we're arguing and breaking up, and then we're together again.." He laughed some more. "But I can't say I hate it." He grinned.
I smiled back at him slowly reaching for his hand. Just touching him, gave me the goosebumps. He reached in for a kiss and I gave it to him willingly. After he backed away from me, I climbed in the backseat of his car. I asked him to join me. He quickly climbed in the back with me and before I knew it, John and I were getting it on.
He took off his shirt and I recognized his stab wounds. I touched them and he grabbed my hand. "They're still there, but don't think it's your fault. I took the fall because I wanted too." I looked at him and gave him a fake smile. "Don't you ruin this.." He joked. We laughed. "We were getting somewhere.." I laughed again. He kissed me and I loved every minute of it. He looked really sexy just waiting patiently for me.
He started unbuttoning my pants when I started to lift my shirt. Then I remembered my bruises. I quickly covered myself back up. He took his hands away from me.
"What's wrong?" He asked, softly.
"We can't do this."
"Why not?"
"I look horrible. And you know I can't have kids, so what's the point?"
John held onto my waist, as he spoke. "First of all, I don't know why you think that. And secondly, I don't care if you can't have kids. This is part of showing love for someone. That's all I want to do. Show you I love you."
"John, I'm a walking bruise..."
"He may have hurt you, but that son of a b is not here and he's not going to hurt you anymore. I don't care what you look like. In my eyes, you're always beautiful."
I smiled at him. "Ever since I met you, it's been hell on Earth." I joked. We laughed. "Seriously. If we never got together..we'd be perfectly fine somewhere else."
"I'll admit I've done some crazy s since I met you. But it's also because of you that I got this far."
I stared at him for a moment. He was absolutely handsome and I loved everything about him. He had saved my life twice and and taken some battle wounds to prove it. He stood by me during the worst, and he was there during the best. He was my boyfriend, my husband, and my love. "So where were we?" I asked grinning. John smiled and we began kissing each other all over again.
When we returned to his house, we saw his mom waiting outside on the front steps. When she saw me get out of the car, she ran up to me and give me a hug. She told me that she was worried about me, and was so happy to see me.
"I'm fine." I told her. "Once again, John saved my life.." I looked at him, and he smiled back at me.
Victoria hugged John and asked him what was going on. She wanted to make sure I wasn't going to see Steven again and that I was safe. You could tell by the way she was acting, that she was a worry wart.
I told her my whole story and just telling her what had been going on behind closed doors made Victoria, John, and I all cry. Victoria was just shocked by it all, and John was mad that he wasn't there to help me, and I was just letting all my emotions out.
It was such a relief to get everything out. John told his mom that we were back together again and she was kind of happy for us, but was worried at the same time. She thought we might break up again, and she didn't want that. She said we caused too much drama. Boy was she right..
That night, while I was settling down to go to sleep, John walked in the room. He asked me if I was okay and if I needed anything.
"No, I'm fine. Thanks anyways." I said, not looking at him as I pulled down the covers.
"Amanda, it's me. John. You can look at me."
"I'm sorry." I said, looking at him. "I'm just so used to looking down."
John walked up behind me and hugged me. "Well you never have to look down when you're talking to me."
I smiled. "Thanks." John let me go and just stood there and watched me as I got into bed. "What's the matter?" I asked him.
"Nothing. I was just thinking about tonight." He grinned.
I turned red. "I don't even understand why I did that."
"I don't know why either, but your the one who asked me to come in the back remember?" He laughed. "So don't blame me for this one."
"You could've said no!" I yelled out loud, laughing.
"I had been waiting for that for a long time! Of course I wasn't going to say no!"
I turned more red and then I turned my body away from him. John just laughed and then he walked out the door.