A/N: Heads up: I began to rewrite the story in my words. I did keep a few things the same but my inspiration was watching Maria on Celebrity Apprentice and her new CD, Seven Sins, which I bought on iTunes. I rewrote the first two and am working on the third, plus this one, and a new story called The Ruse (read it) and the next updates for PPV Nights. Here we go with Chapter 19!

Maria woke up the next morning with a bright smile. She looked over to see Shawn sleeping peacefully. Her smile, somehow, got brighter as she thought about last night.

Last night was her and Shawn's first time together. Even though Shawn may be a bit older than her, he was in no way lacking. Maria stretched and stepped out of bed before she found her clothes in a pile on the floor and got dressed.

"Where are you going?" A voice asked her. She looked back to see Shawn propped up on his elbow, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

Maria replied, "I'm just getting dressed."

"Oh." But now that Maria thought about it, she should get back to John. He didn't know where she was last night.

"I probably should get back to my room though," Maria said walking over to the bed and laying down next to Shawn. She moved her head in to kiss him.

"I feel used." Shawn said through the kiss and Maria kissed him deeper.

"Don't." Maria told him. "I love you. I just have to go."

Shawn smiled. "I love you too." He kissed her on the lips and she left the room.

.:.

Maria snuck back into her room, not wanting to signal her arrival. At the sound of the shower and John's rapping to Basic Thuganomics, she felt she was safe.

John's rapping became clearer as the shower turned off. Maria giggled as he rapped to the shower head.

When I'm fightin' or spittin', My discipline is unforgivin'

Got you backin' up in the defensive position.

An ass-kickin' anthem, heavyweight or bantam

Hold cats for ransom, A microphone phantom

Teams hit the floor, this is the new fight joint

Like a broken needle, kid, you missin' the point.

We dominate your conference with offense

That's no nonsense.

My theme song hits, get your reinforcements.

We strike quick with hard kicks, duckin' night sticks.

Bare knuckle makes you fight this, beat you lifeless

Never survive this. You're forgot like Alzheimer's.

Two faced rappers walk away with four shiners

The war rhymer, turning legends to old timers.

My incisors is like a viper biting through your one-liners.

New Deadman Inc., and we about to make you famous.

Takin' over Earth and still kick ya in Uranus.

John then walked out of the bathroom with a white terrycloth towel wrapped around his waist. Maria stared at his glistening, chiseled body before walking over to him. John saw her and gave her a big hug and he kissed her head. Maria looked up and said, questioningly, "So… you think you're untouchable?"

John answered with a smile, "Word Life." They laughed together, a harmonized combination of a bass chuckle and a soprano giggle.

John kissed her cheek before he went to his suitcase and got out his boxers. He then disappeared into the bathroom again before emerging shortly after. Maria then took his place and showered. She came out and got her clothes to see John sprawled on the couch watching a Patriots game. She grinned before going into the bathroom to get dressed. Maria walked out in gray yoga pants and a loose plain black v-neck t-shirt. Maria blow dried her hair and went out and sat next to John, who immediately pulled her closer with his arm around her shoulders.

Maria nuzzled her head in his side and John kissed the top of her head.

"What's the score?" The red-head asked, breaking the all too still silence.

"Eagles: 6, Pats: 0."

"Ah, so you're angry."

"Very." He chuckled darkly. Maria remembered that he hated the Eagles. His Pats would come back… he just knew it. Dang! A commercial.

Maria made herself more comfortable at his side, her arm wrapping underneath his back so it rested on his other side and curling her legs up so they lay against his thigh. John began to stroke her hair.

"Maria?"
"Yes, John?"
"I love you."

Maria didn't respond. She just looked up at him and stared into his oceanic eyes, a chill threatening to roll down her spine. She tucked her head back into his side.

Maria felt guilty. She slept with Shawn. John had no idea. When he saw her, and a smile lit up his whole face. God, it was heart breaking.

The only things that comforted her was knowing that she wasn't still dating

John. Shawn was her boyfriend. It wasn't wrong of her to have sex with him.

But she still felt like she cheated on John. She still loved him, and she never wanted to hurt him, even though he hurt her.

Trish was right. Why was she with Shawn? She wasn't sure why she loved him.

What kept eating up her insides was that John had erupted the feeling in her the put her in the mood last night. His body pressed up against hers. The way his hands slid over her back. His lips on her neck and her cheek. Maria wanted his lips on hers, but she couldn't do that. The way he smelled. He smelled just like he did when they were dating.

But it was Shawn's kiss that sent her over the edge. The raw feeling that his lips were emitting bubbled up Maria's stomach.

Maria was taking out of her thoughts as John asked, "Did you, Ria?"

"Did I what? I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention."

"Did you talk to Shawn about Thanksgiving?"

"Oh. No, I didn't. Do you want me to call him now?"

"Sure. I just need to know. My ma called me last night and asked again."

"Alright." Maria stood up and found her phone in her purse. She pressed speed dial number two.

"Hey, babe."

"Hey."

"What's goin on?"

"Well I was wondering… uhm."

"Go ahead."

"Do you mind if I go to John's parent's house for Thanksgiving?"

"It sounds like you already made up your mind."

"It's just that we need to tell his parents about the baby."

"Well, I guess you have to then don't you?"

"Yeah…"

"Will you be with me for Christmas?"

"I can't then either. You see, John needs to come up with me to my parents house and tell them about the baby."

"Okay. Well why don't I come with you."

Maria didn't answer.

"So I guess you don't want me to."

"No, it's just that my parents don't even know that John and I broke up, let alone have a baby on the way. I don't want to pour too much information on them at once."
"Or you could just get it all done at once. Let them know everything."

"I... I don't know, Shawn. I'd have to think about it."

"Alright. Well I was about to get in the shower, I'll talk to you later."

"See ya."

"I love you."

"You, too."

Maria slightly jumped as she felt arms wrap around her waist. She snapped her phone shut as she turned around to face John.

"What did he say?"

"He said yes to Thanksgiving."

"What about Christmas?"

"That's… a different story."

"What happened?"

"I don't even really know."

"Well, talk to me about it. We'll figure it out."

"Okay. He wants to come to my parents' house for Christmas with you."

"Why? Don't you want him to?"

"Yes, but we need to tell them about the baby. I'd rather tell them about the baby and our breakup and then tell them about Shawn. I think everything would be too much for them."

"You know what would settle this whole problem?"

"What?"

"If we got back together."

Maria stared up at him, with her arms wrapped loosely around his neck. She knew he wasn't kidding.

The worst part was, is that he was right.

It would solve everything.

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A/N: So I know that it's been a little while since I last updated. I just couldn't keep you waiting. I was intentionally making this a longer chapter, but I wanted to get it posted. So here you have it! Next Chapter: Monday Night Raw and Survivor Series.

Thank you all!