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She smiled even before she turned to face the person behind her, his voice masculine and powerful however so harmonious and seductive, his portentous omnipresence so baneful encompassed her embodiment. Presumptuous and undaunted, he approached her and embraced her from behind, his powerhouse arms wrapped around her shoulders and he rested his chin on her collarbone. He had missed this - he had missed her. Since her commitment to Christian her attendance at school had been minimal and Christian had prevented her from associating with him or her other male friends; he controlled her so much and it broke his heart to know that she allowed him to do so. Beautiful and sophisticated, Mickie had the potential to date someone so much better but she happened to fall into the control of a man who wanted sexual favors and treated her like dirt. So unfortunate...

"I've missed this," he breathed into her neck while he nuzzled his nose. "He's ruined this for...us."

Mickie moved from his embrace and stood near the bench, snow blanketed it and she shivered. "Christian wouldn't like that," she murmured and started to pace back and forth.

John sorrowed.. He controlled her so much..."He's not here Micks. He can't complain or control - "

"He doesn't control, John, he...protects me," Mickie whispered.

"No. He has people believe that he lo ves and protects but he hurts and controls people. He manipulates because - "

Mickie shouted, "No John. He never manipulates me, I do what I do because I want to do it. Not because he controls me and makes me do it. So stop that because it's not true..."

"Does he know we are here now? That you're with me?" John questioned.

There was a pause and Mickie stared at the floor.

"He doesn't," John answered. "He has no freakin' clue about this, does he?"

Mickie looked at him. "No! No, he doesn't. But what does it matter?"

"It matters 'cause you won't tell him because you're afraid of what he will say because he wouldn't have allowed you to come if he knew that you were coming here to meet with me, would he Mickie? Cause I'm sure as hell that he wouldn't."

Tears threatened and composure depleted.

"It has no connection to this moment now so it doesn't matter. We love each other and that's all that matters. And when this child is born we will be closer than ever!"

Silence.

John stared at her in disbelief...astonishment...sadness. The confession exploded from her mouth and Mickie couldn't believe her own voice when it escaped past her lips. The confession was the truth but the announcement had been intended for later. He had irritated her, offended her, so much so that she just erupted with the confession premature. It was an accident...much like the child inside of her stomach.

"John...that..." Mickie stammered.

He shook his head to silence her without words. "A child? With him? That's an eternal commitment to that child...and him, Mick," he said - his irritation had deflated and sadness loomed.

"John, it...I never meant this to happen," Mickie admitted. "I wanted a child, not now, but he said it was perfect because we could mature with the child - he said it would make us closer with him or her...I knew it was bullshit but I assumed that if we had a child he would be different and - "

John shook his head and put his hand up. "No. stop, Mickie. How could you do something like that? Have a child with someone just because you wanted to change the relationship? That's...irresponsible."

"John, I know - "

"No, you don't. We are high school, you can't manage a child and school. Plus you will need a source of income and I'm sure Katherine will flip shit when you tell her," John said, his face filled with disappointment.

Mickie exhaled and walked over to the bench then rested her hands on the back of the bench. "I don't know what I was thinkin', John..."

"You're keepin' it?" He asked.

His snowboarder fleece collar came to his earlobes and he concealed his face behind it, his emotions hidden.

Mickie nodded. "I don't wanna have an abortion..."

John said with spite, "Would be a better idea."

"You're such an ass, what's the matter?" Mickie snapped. "What the hell is that matter? What's the attitude for?"

John shook his head and chuckled, no sense of happiness accompanied it. "You don't understand...You never will, Mick. You're too focused on Christian to care or understand. Keep that kid but don't come to me when he fucks shit up. 'Cause he will."

He started towards the exit of the park and she stood in silence and watched him. She had no clue what to respond with and a small voice insisted that he could be right...But he couldn't, right? Christian loved her - he told her so all the time - and she had his child in her stomach, a part of her and him...He would be different once the child was born. She wondered how her and John's conversation had shifted so swiftly from that of love and affection to anger and sadness...Men, she pondered, so difficult. She was mad at John however, he had had no reason to talk about Christian how he had and he should have respected that she found it offensive. But instead he had continued and continued until a commotion had exploded and she had erupted with her secret. Now neither was speaking and she felt like she'd lost the most important person in her life...

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