A/N: This chapter is in Ashley's point of view.
Chapter 11: The Man He Wasn't
October 2004
Dear Diary,
I just found out today that I am about 2 months pregnant, I am so incredibly happy right now. I haven't told John yet but I'm not too worried about his reaction. Although we have never talked about children I know he'll want a son, most men do. I really don't care what we have as long as the baby is happy and healthy.
Ashley
John was home and I had planned a little day trip to a cranberry marsh in Vermont. Driving to Vermont was so much fun it seemed like old times. John was being particularly stupid. But I didn't mind because he seemed happy that I was laughing.
"So Tripmaster what's on the agenda?" he asked.
"We are gonna see the marsh, then I figured we could just drive around and admire the foliage because Vermont is so beautiful this time of year" I replied.
"As long as I'm with you then it doesn't matter what we do" he said.
He grabbed my hand with his free one and we just drove like that. The marsh was cool, we ended up getting into a cranberry fight. It was John's fault he was the one who started it. He was grinning and it was at that moment I tried to imagine what our child would look like. I hoped he or she would have John's amazing blue eyes.
"You seem quiet" he said.
"I'm just tired" I replied.
"Well there is a bed and breakfast about 10 minutes up the road let's stay there" he suggested.
"Ok" I replied.
We checked in and changed. There was a back porch with a beautiful view. John and I sat on the porch for a long time. I had almost fallen asleep when I felt myself being picked up. My eyes shot open just in time to see myself land in a pile of leaves. John stood there playfully smirking.
"What the hell I was almost asleep" I complained.
I stood up and pushed him into the leaves, he grabbed me so we both fell. I threw a few leaves at him. He retaliated, we played in the leaves for an hour. After a while we got really tired so we just laid there.
"I'm pregnant" I accidentally blurted out.
He looked at me for a minute, he seemed to be processing what I had told him.
"So am I supposed to believe it's mine" he finally said.
"What… why wouldn't this baby be yours?" I asked.
"I use a condom every time we have sex" he said.
"So condoms break" I said
"You are a fucking lair and I want nothing to do with you or this kid" John got up and walked to the car.
I honestly couldn't believe he had just done that. I did the only thing I could think of doing I called my sister and asked her to come get me.