Sarah woke up the next morning. She couldn't believe what she'd done. She'd made everything much worse then it already was. She knew last night should've never happened. Just as she thought bringing John on this trip turned out to be a disaster. Over the last two days to Sarah it'd felt like old times with John. She just wanted to hold onto that feeling for as long as she could. She felt so bad for giving John false hope. Also for some reason she couldn't understand she felt bad for sleeping with John because of Randy. She'd felt very emotional lately. She got up and dressed. She was packing a few things out in the living room. John came out dressed and ready to go about a half hour later.
"Hi." He said happily.
"Hi."
"What's a matter?"
"John, about last night." "It was a big mistake."
"No it wasn't."
"I'm sorry I feel terrible." "We're not getting back together."
"Why are you doing this?" "I know you still love me."
"I only said that because you asked me to."
"I'm not talking about that." "We've been having fun these last two days." "You found that part of you." "The part that loves me."
"I do not love you."
"What was last night about then?"
"I admit that I have been having fun with you." "It felt like I finally had my husband back and I didn't want that to go away." "Like I told you last night." "It wasn't real."
"It'll be just like it was Sarah I promise."
"What do you want me to do John?" "Fall in love with you again?" "Then when you get better you go back to your half-pint slut and break my heart again?"
"That's what it is." "You're scared." "I won't hurt again I promise."
"Even though you can't remember it we've both moved on." "We have different lives now."
"Oh so this is about him to?"
"Who?"
"Your boyfriend."
"I don't have a boyfriend."
"Do you love him?"
"I don't have a boyfriend, ok?"
"Has he said he loves you?" "He has hasn't he?" "Well he can't love you as much as I love you."
"For the last time I do not have a boyfriend." "Now we have to be out of here in twenty minutes so help me pack."
When Sarah and John went to the airport they got on separate planes. John had to go back on the road.
Two days had passed. John was in a diner having lunch. Randy was there to. He spotted John and went up to him.
"Hey." Randy said sitting down.
"What's up?"
"Not much."
"How was your Thanksgiving?"
"Good." "I cooked a turkey for me and Alanna." "How did yours go with Sarah's family?"
"We had a great time."
"Really?" He said trying not to sound to surprised.
"I think some time away from everything was just what we needed." "I think we're on the track to getting back together." "She's still a little afraid but I just need to give a little more time and reassurance." "I need to show her I'm better for her then the loser I think she's seeing."
"Fuck you." "I'm not a loser." He thought.
"After the night we had together I know more then ever there's still something there."
"The night you had together?" "What are you talking about?"
"We had sex."
"Wh-Really?" Randy said trying to hide his anger.
"Yeah." "It was great."
"I gotta go."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Sarah was sitting on the couch in the living room. Her cell phone started to ring.
"Hello?" She said.
"You had sex with John?! Randy said angrily.
"Oh god." "He told you?"
"Yes he told me!"
"Randy it didn't mean anything."
"Are you gonna get back together with him?!
"No."
"Well he seems to think you are!"
"Well I'm not."
"How could you do this to me?!"
"I'm sorry." "I didn't mean for it to happen." "It was a mistake."
"I don't know why I'm surprised!" "You don't love me anyway right?!" "So what does it matter?!"
"Randy, you know I have feelings for you."
"Yeah obviously those feelings don't mean shit!
"What are you saying?"
"I don't wanna see you anymore!"
"You know what?" "Fine." "I have enough to deal with without worrying about you." "Goodbye Randy."
"Goodbye Sarah!" They hung up.
Sarah was sitting there.
"Stupid jerk." She thought. "It's not like he was ever my boyfriend anyway." "Then why do I feel so sad?" "I do care about Randy." "I do." She started to cry. "Not like it matters anymore, it's over."
A few days later Sarah went to the doctor. She went to see if she could get something for the nausea she'd been having. They'd ran some tests. Sarah was waiting for the doctor to come into her office. The doctor came in and sat behind her desk.
"Well Sarah I can't give you any medicine for the nausea." The doctor said.
"Why not?"
"You're not sick." "You're pregnant."
"What?" "No." "I can't be pregnant." She said shocked.
"You are."
"Oh god." "No." She started to cry. "I can't have this baby." She said through her tears.
"I understand the worry you have given what happened last time." "The chances of that happening again are very minimal."
"It's not just that." She said continuing to cry.
"What is it?"
"My husband isn't the father." "His best friend is."