Sorry for not updating Keep It G for a while. Been really busy plus I've been focusing too much over at Victorious. =P Ok, I don't own anything. Just Alli. I DON'T WANT JERSEY SHORE TO ENDDD! D
(Jenni-Sam)
Sam sat on the bench, wiping tears from her eyes. A tall pretty brunette stood in front of her. Sam threw the tissue on the boardwalk. One of the camera crew people picked it up and hastened to get out of the camera. After a few minutes, Jenni sighed and sat alongside Sam. The brunette was quiet and gazed into space in front of her. "...Sam?" acknowledged Jenni, "If you don't want to talk, that's okay. I understand what you're going through right now. Tom played some head games with me. That's all Ron's doing right now. He wants you to take his bait. To make you feel how he felt when he found out Alli was his daughter."
"But I don't understand." Sam whispered, "I love him. Why would he do this to me?"
"Guys are weird. We'll never know. But the point is, when you get back in the house, you guys have to make up." Jenni said bluntly. She never thought she would be telling Sam to make up with Ron after a major blow-out, nevertheless get involved in their relationship. But it was for the good of the house. "Ron is Alli's dad. You guys have to get along in the morning. You two are just drunk right now. You both got revengeful and it bit you in the ass. Am I right?"
Sam nodded, "Yeah, I mean. I guess Ron was mad so he was dancing with that girl. I got mad and wanted to make him jealous so I started dancing with the guy. Then..." Sam trailed off.
"Then, Ron realized he loved you and that you were the mother of his child. He went to make up with you but you were dancing with that Anthony kid." Sam immediately stood up. Jenni quickly reacted, hoping Sam wouldn't do anything stupid or hurt herself in any way.
"I made a mistake! I made a mistake, Jenni! I have to go make up with him!" she then tore off down the Boardwalk. Jenni shrugged and hurried after her, but she wasn't sure if Ron would be alright with all this...
(Mike-Ron-Vinny)
Pauly had ditched the scene and headed back to the house, leaving Mike and Vinny to play mediator. They dragged Ron up to the house. It took some effort but with some help from security, they managed to throw him onto the upstairs bed (the smoosh room). Luckily, Alli was locked away in a bedroom with one of the security guards, sleeping. Ronnie rubbed his inebriated face and blinked at the lights. Groaning, he lay down. Vinny sat down beside him.
"Bro, I know you're drunk right now. You gotta be the better man."
"But how?" Ron exclaimed.
"You gotta admit, you both got spiteful. You were mad after the argument so you were dancing with the Latina chick. Then she got mad when she saw you and started dancing on that guy."
"I know that but what if she won't ever talk to me again?" Ron asked groggily. Vinny laughed.
"You guys are going to wake up in the morning and be hung over. You'll make up, I know you guys. Look, just go to sleep and-" the door swung open and Sam stood there in the doorway. Mike and Vinny looked with astonished faces. Mike stood up, telling her to step back. Vinny practically whispered to her, "I don't think you should be here right now. Ron's still in a-" Sam cut Vinny off by pushing him away and sitting on the bed to hug each other. Their whispers could be audible.
"I love you." Ron whispered into Sam's dark hair. Ron sniffled. "I'm sorry.I never should have done that." he said, referring to dancing with another girl.
"Me neither. It was wrong." she croaked.
"I love you." he repeated.
"I love you too." Sam said, kissing him on the lips.
"Even if we're toxic, this is for Alli right." Ron asked.
Sam nodded. "We're not toxic. We will both love her. Together. She'll finally have a dad." she said proudly. She knew Ron was glad he had a daughter. She also realized he should've known sooner. He wasn't the stereotypical guy that had to have a son or his life was over. Girls were just as precious to him.
"Right. Together." Ron said, kissing Sam.
"We'll never fight like that again. I realized that tonight. I'm sorry." Sam said
"It's okay. Makeup sex?" Ron asked slyly. Sam grinned.
"Alright. But wear a condom or I'll be telling you in three years you got a son." she joked. He laughed, getting up, grabbing her hand and hurrying away.
