Delia sat there and watched as he walked off with tears running down her face. She rubbed her shoulders where he had pushed her. There were already bruises forming. She knew she deserved more from him. She would have slapped the shit out of him if she had caught him. She wanted to tell him she was pregnant, maybe it would have calmed him down. She was doing nothing more than trying to get over him, and he had made her feel so guilty for trying to do what he should have been doing as well. He confused her, she knew she was confusing as well, but it's like it seeped out of his core. Confusion swirled around him. He had agreed to be friends, and she knew it wasn't what they both wanted, but they had to do it in order to keep their sanity.

She looked up to see some of her college friends staring down at her. She knew they had witnessed it all. A newer girl, named Stella, was the first to sit beside her. She wrapped her arm around Delia and rubbed the shaken girl's shoulder in an effort to calm her. Delia could hear hiscar cranking up in the parking lot and it only resulted in her crying harder.

"He's not worth it," Stella whispered. "You're too good for him."

Delia wiped her nose on the sleeve of her robe and shook her head. "No I'm not. I'm no better than any of the other girls in his life. They've all done him wrong and I just followed that trend."

"Well honey, I don't know you two's past, but I know one thing's for sure…you can tell that there is love between the two of you. He's not worth getting your baby upset over, okay?"

"That's…that's my baby's dad." Delia cried as she rubbed her stomach. "I fucked it all up for us."

"No," Stella whispered, "You didn't. Stop saying that, okay? I'm sure things will be okay. Just give him some time to cool down. He seemed pretty heated. He shouldn't have pushed you, but we all do pretty ignorant things when we're mad."

Delia wanted to run out and catch him before he left, she could still hear his car, but she didn't. She shook her head and stood up, walking back up to her dorm room. She locked the doors and crawled into bed as she looked over the diamond promise ring he had given her for Christmas. He was gone. There was no getting him back, and she only had herself to blame. She knew no Jonathan Good anymore.

Janice's eyes were the first to open and she looked around her bedroom. Her eyes looked up at the tall white ceiling as she smiled. She didn't really remember all of it, but the ride to the bar was fun. The warm body beside her started groaning and tossing in his sleep, and as she looked down at his naked form, she was greeted with a head full of wild auburn hair. Jon wasn't in a good place at this time in his life. It had been three months since the last time he spoke to Delia. She knew it was hurting him, even though he tried not to let her see it. She had fallen hard for him the past three months, she did love him, but she knew he could up and leave her at any time during their relationship, so she kept her ground when it came to him.

Janice had become a regular in Jon's life ever since the night that he had come to her after catching Delia and Adam together. It felt good being around her. She was in his league and he didn't feel the need to try and impress her or her parents. Janice didn't know her parents, and they sort of clicked in the sense of being bastard kids. His eyes cracked open and looked up to find her already awake. His body ached as he moved further up in the bed and kissed her softly, getting a soft one back.

"Morning," he mumbled, rubbing her thigh.

She nuzzled her way into his arms and wrapped them tightly around her. "Morning."

"I gotta go to work," he groaned, letting a yawn escape his mouth as she cuddled him closer.

"I hate that." She giggled.

"Yeah, I do too. But, I'll be done before you know it."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Yeah, but that still isn't going to hold me over until you get back home…"

He chuckled and slid down her body. "You didn't get enough last night?"

"I don't remember anything from last night," she laughed, running her hands through his hair as he looked over her already wet cunt. "Did we have sex?"

"Ouch!" He laughed, pretending to be hurt at her question. "I'm upset that you don't remember the mind-blowing sex last night…"

She bit her bottom lip to hide her smile and looked down at him resting between her thighs. "Must have not been that mind-blowing then."

"That's it!" He laughed, ignoring her squeal as he lunged for her neck and placed harsh kisses all over the tender skin and tickled her sides.

"Jon!" She squealed. "Stop it! That tickles."

"Well that's the point," he chuckled, moving to brush a few stands of her dark hair out of her eyes. Reaching down between the two of their naked bodies, she stroked the already half-hard cock. He slowly fucked her hand, pressing his lips down to hers. Her free hand roamed his back as she guided him into her, making the both of them moan softly.

He could see himself being happy with her, for a pretty long time at that, but she had to let go of her worries and trust him. He'd do anything to get her to trust him. He closed his eyes and quickened his pace as her moans filled his ears. She moaned like Delia. Sometimes he wished she'd be quiet, or at least not sound so much like her.

The thought and image of seeing Delia and Adam together still rang through his mind. And fuck, it hurt. He had all but gotten over her when thoughts of her would swarm his mind again. It's like he didn't want to let go of her, and deep down inside of him, he knew that was the truth. He'd hang onto memories of her for as long as they'd stay with him. He didn't want to give up on her, but he knew to be with Janice fully, he'd have to. There was no use in living in the hope of past relationships.

"I love you, you know?" Janice half moaned, half whispered in his ear as she twirled a piece of his hair around her finger tightly.

"Love you, too," Jon mumbled as he buried his face in the crook of her neck; it wasn't a lie. He did love her. He felt it grow a little more every day. It was just something that had happened out of nowhere. He would catch her in random moments, deep in thought, or scratching the back of her neck and laughed to himself at the way her top lip curled as she stretched. She was the farthest he could get from Delia.

Of course, other things had come up in their relationship. Other substances and drugs. It had become almost a nightly thing for them to go out and get trashed out of their minds. They had money, and nothing to do with it now, so the partying just happened naturally.

After dizzying orgasms had come and left, he crawled out of her bed with a quick kiss to her chest and began getting ready for work. He was joined in the shower by Janice. He watched as she washed her hair as he leaned back against the cool tiled wall. She was beautiful. Everything he wanted in a girl right now.

"Is that all?" Delia smiled up at Adam who was packing the back of her car to head back to Florida. It was mid-March, and she was more than ready to get out of the dorm rooms for spring break. She was going to introduce Adam to her parents and her brother, and any other person she encountered while there. She had a lot to show off.

Delia was now three months pregnant, and had started to show a little bit. The slightly tight dress showed off her little baby bump and people kept putting their hands on it when she walked past them in the hallways. Everyone knew, and she had talked with administrators about her pregnancy. They had agreed to continue to let her study with them, and granted her time off to recover from her birth when that time came. Thankfully, she'd be delivering after she took her finals and she could take a few weeks off without missing too much class work.

"All ready, babe. Just waiting on you." Adam's charming smile shown as he bent down and kissed her.

The drive was long, somewhere around two hours. Delia was never a good passenger. She liked to drive, but Adam was adamant about him driving in case of anything was to go wrong. She could tell her cared about her, but it wasn't close to the love that Jon had supplied her with. It just didn't happen that way with Adam; they were completely different people.

When they arrived at her mother's house, the entire family was waiting on them. They got out and greeted them all. Everyone was confused about Adam and surprisingly they all seemed unhappy to not see Jon beside her, but they were all extremely sweet to Adam.

Her mother pulled her to the side. "So have you told him?"

"Adam knows I'm pregnant," Delia nodded and grinned.

"I'm not talking about Adam, I'm talking about Jon. Does Jon know he's going to be a father?"

"No, he doesn't know. I haven't told him. He won't answer my phone calls or anything when I try to call him."

"You're being ignorant about this, you know?"

"Mom, this is my life. This is my baby-"

"It isn't just your baby, Delia Lynn. Jonathan is going to be a father. Not this Adam guy you brought home."

"Will you please respect my decisions, mom?" Delia said softly.

"No," her mom shook her head. "I'll respect you because you're my daughter, but this decision is stupid and you're just being ignorant as well."

"Okay mom, that's fine!" Delia replied sarcastically. "I'm going to go over here with my boyfriend now, if you respect that decision."

Her mother scoffed as she walked off. Delia didn't look back at her as she twirled under Adam's arm and wrapped her arm around his waist. Everyone congratulated her on her pregnancy, and she thanked them, but no one dared to mention Jon around Adam. She knew once Adam had left her side, she'd be swarmed with questions regarding the whereabouts of her baby's father.

"Sir," Janice's voice piped up from somewhere behind Jon before she wrapped her arms around his sweaty waist and kissed away a salty drop of perspiration from his back. "I do think you owe me a date tonight."

"Yeah?" He laughed and straightened up from under the hood and sat the wrench down before turning around in her arms and kissing her sweetly. "You know…you're really distracting me from my work."

"Well, Mr. I am sorry. But you owe me a date and there's a spring festival going on downtown tonight," she grinned.

"Let me guess," he smirked. "You want to go, huh?"

"It'll be different from our usual night out. I think our kidneys need it."

"Yeah," he chuckled. "Alright. We'll go. I get off in an hour. I want to take a shower before, though."

She kissed him quickly and smiled. "Alright. See you then, baby boy."

The smack he left on her ass as she walked off stung his hand and he caught the dangerous little grin she gave him as she turned around and winked. "Hurry!"

An hour and a shared shower with Janice had quickly passed and soon they were in the midst of the overly heated, crowded downtown of Pensacola, Florida. They had broken away from the group they were with and had ventured off on their own. It was just past sundown and the world was still slightly illuminated by the sun. Janice and Jon walked with their hands in the other's back pockets as they ventured further and further into the crowd.

A local band was playing some sort of crappy reggae cover song and they watched as random kids and elder people danced along, their dancing just as crappy as the actual song itself. It was a beautiful night and the rising moon shone beautifully on the lake as the two lovers stood off to the side. "Hey, I'm going to stop by the restroom, alright?" She smiled up at him.

"Yeah, I'll be right here." He kissed her forehead softly and leaned further back against the pole, watching as she walked off. Once she was out of his sight, his eyes scanned the crowd and caught the three men walking up to him. Scotty, Joe, and Sami all high tailed it over to him. But something else seemed to catch his eye. The familiar head of dirty blonde hair stuck out to him like a sore thumb. Standing less than ten feet away from him was still the most beautiful girl he'd ever laid his eyes on. Delia was smiling up at Adam like he was the greatest thing in the world as she sucked on her straw. She looked great. Sort of fat, though. Maybe their separation had really gotten her down into the dumps. Her dress was tight looking. She had this sort of glow to her, though. She was still perfect in his eyes.

"Dude," Scotty's voice interrupted his thoughts, "Is that D?"

"Yep," Jon nodded. "That's Delia."

"Dude…what's wrong with her?" Joe asked as he cocked his head, "She looks…"

"…pregnant…" Sami laughed. "Man…didn't you walk in on him and her?"

All of a sudden, everything felt like it was getting louder as he watched Adam rub his hands softly over Delia's swollen belly. The background noise got louder and louder and he felt his forehead start to sweat. This wasn't happening. It couldn't happen. He had to get her back. Now Adam had her for forever. She was pregnant with Adam's baby.

Hmm, but now what will be Jon's reaction now?
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