A/N: Y'all still have faith in me? Alright good, keep reading and I'll make it worth the while soon. Sorry I've been so busy with work lately :/
I'm scared to look at him, I didn't want to see that he was angry. Finally after a long couple minutes I'm forced to look and gauge his reaction. He was stone face, there was no emotion there at all. "Jon… Please say something." I murmur, feeling tears start to pool in my eyes. He looks at me, and blinks a few times before a thumb comes up and wipes the tear that had fallen down my cheek away.
"You're sure?" He questions.
"I'm sure." I nod.
"You took tests?" He asks.
"God Jon, yes I took tests." I hiss at him finally, "I"m three weeks late, and we haven't used protection in months." I sigh.
"I wasn't fucking ridiculing you, I just wanted to be sure." He says. I was super surprised at how well he was handling this right now. "You were asking about kids because you already thought you might be." He says, putting two and two together.
"Yes." I nod. "Are you mad?" I ask, looking up at him. Blue eyes meet green ones and we looked hard at each other for a moment.
"Nah sweet pea, I ain't mad." He smiles, kissing my temple. "You want to keep this right?" He asks, pulling back to look at me.
"I do. Do you?" I ask him.
"Yeah." He grins. "You were scared to tell me." He comments, clearly disappointed.
"Can you blame me?" I say to him, raising my eyebrows. "I thought you were going to be so mad." I admit with a shrug. "I told Kelly you were going to leave me."
"It's not exactly fuckin' ideal." He says, lightly running his fingers over the top of my hand. "And a lot fuckin' sooner than I think either of us wanted, but we're going to make it work. I ain't goin' anywhere." He assures me. "Have you made a doctor appointment yet?" He asks.
"No. Tomorrow." I reply. "Can we go to bed? I kind of just want to sleep, my stress level was through the roof all day."
"That's not good for mini Jon." He scolds me playfully.
"God shut up." I half scoff half laugh.
"Can I go tell everyone that we're having a baby?" He grins.
"Tomorrow. Come to bed, please." I whine, snuggling under my zebra blanket.
***...***...***
"I can't believe you're pregnant." Joe murmurs on the couch next to me. "I don't want to doubt him, but do you think he's ready for a child?" He asks. Joe, always the voice of reason.
"At this point, he doesn't have much of a choice." I chuckle. "But honestly, I think he'll be fine." I nod. "Are you concerned?" I ask him, throwing my feet over his lap.
"You wouldn't ask me that if you didn't want an honest answer right?" He questions, looking at me skeptically. I nod 'yes'. "I think it's really fast. After a little over a year? And Jon is damaged goods hun... You've gone a long way with him so I'd like to think he'll be just fine."
"It is fast." I agree with him. "And I, no, we were irresponsible idiots. I'm paying for it now." I say to him, making him chuckle.
"You'll be fine." He assures me. "You'd make a great mom." He adds.
"So speaking of Jon, where is he?" I ask.
"Him and Colb went to the store quick." He shrugs. "It makes me sad to see you with Jon, but it makes me happy too." Joe murmurs thoughtfully glancing down at the floor.
"Why?" I chuckle.
"Because I should have said something sooner." He shrugs. "You're an amazing woman Annabelle, he is lucky to have you." He sighs, pushing himself up off the chair. Hold on, has Joe been harboring feelings all this time?
"Wait, what are you saying?" I ask, furrowing my brow.
"Nothing, you guys have a great relationship going and I don't want to be the cause of ruining it." He smiles. "Are you coming to the show tomorrow night?" He asks in a small attempt to change the subject.
"Don't ever tell Jon we had a conversation like this, he'll flip a nut." I say softly. I was now questioning my relationship with Jon. We had an awesome relationship, why is it that one guy who I had harbored feelings for in the past with with little sentence can change my entire outlook. "And yeah I'm going, we have a doctor appointment tomorrow morning too." I say.
"Cheers to a healthy baby." He grins, giving my shoulder a squeeze. "I'm going to head out, I'll see you tomorrow alright? Let me know how the appointment goes." He says before walking off towards his truck.
"Later." I call after him, crossing one leg over the other. I'm not sure how long I sat there just thinking but I didn't even hear Jon or Colby come back.
"You're thinking about something hard." Jon smirks at me, flopping down in my lap. "Is this alright?" He asks. Ever since we'd found out about baby he was extremely careful with me.
"I"m fine Jon, still not made of glass." I smile, running my fingers through his hair affectionately.
"I love you." I told him. Not sure if it was to settle my own mind….
"I love you too sweet pea." He grins. "You want to go see them mangy horses of yours today?" He offers. The guys didn't really have much to do today so Jon promised me the day to ourselves.
"Nah, they're fine. It's still early, you want to go to sea world or gator land or something like that? We could go to universal." I add with a shrug.
"They all sound fun to me, pick one." He states, pushing himself back up.
"Let's do universal." I state.
"That's a lot of walking…" He murmur unimpressed.
"Jon… Please don't fuss over me, if I'm uncomfortable I"ll tell you." I assure him. "Go get the keys and we'll go." I tell him, grabbing my cell phone.
***…***…***
"Fuck! This is a good time." Jon laughs after we come off the rip rocket roller coaster. "I still don't think you should be riding stuff like this." He scolds me.
"I'm not far enough in for it to do anything, I promise." I tell him, grabbing his hand and letting him pull me out of the seat. "So what next? I"m kind of hungry." I admit.
"We grab a snack and people watch for a while." He suggests. We grab a couple pizza slices and a soda and go sit down at a table to over look the people walking past us. "So serious question." He states.
"So serious answer." I grin.
"I feel like I should be asking you to marry me." He murmurs unsure.
"Why?" I ask, tilting my head. "Because I'm knocked up with your kid?" I tease, trying to keep the mood light.
"Don't laugh at me." He warns me in a low tone. That tone that said I'll lose my shit if you ridicule me right now, Jon was dead serious.
"I don't think it's right to ask me to marry you just because of the baby. I want you to want to marry me." I shrug. "And if you ask me now, after saying that it's just going to be because of the preggo thing."
"I loved you before you were knocked up." He states, focusing hard at me.
"Jon, please don't feel pressure to do that. Let it come naturally, it'll happen when it's ready." I assure him, tracing the shell of his ear with my finger tip. He shudders under the touch and I can only grin.
"So you'd say no." He comments lamely.
"I would, only because I think it's brought on by the baby." I nod.
"I see." He mumbles.
Well shit.
He's pissed.
"You're mad." I sigh. Sometimes I couldn't win with Jon, damned if I do damned if I don't. The only reason he wants to marry me now is because he feels obligated to me and I didn't want it to be like that.
"I"m not fuckin' thrilled." He tells me with a scoff.
"Whatever." I shrug, not in the mood to fight with him. I just wanted a fun day, where I didn't have to worry about anything.
"Yeah, whatever."
"I'm not going to fight with you. Lets go do the Mummy." I suggest.
"I don't want to do the mummy." He mutters. His face was a deep red and his teeth were gritted. Never did take rejection well.
"Fine lets sit here so you can stew on how mad you are then boil over." I say softly, half hoping that he didn't hear it.
"Can you just shut the fuck up right now?" He growls.
"You're such an asshole." I tell him, shoving my plate into the trash can and grabbing my phone.
"Where do you think you're going without your truck?" He asks cockily. Listen here mother fucker, you don't have shit over me right now. I don't respond, only flip up my middle finger. "Yeah that's real fucking mature!" I hear him shout back. Jon still wouldn't run after me, he had way to much pride for that.
"Whatever then, fuck you." Text from Jon.
I ignore it, I'm not in the mood.
"Where are you at?" Text to Joe.
I hoped I was making my way towards the exit, I hadn't actually been here enough to know what direction I was going.
"I'm at the training center what's up." Text from Joe.
"Can you pick me up? I'm at universal." Text to Joe.
"Be there in 15." Text from Joe.
There was no way I could call Kelly, it'd take her at least an hour if not longer to get here.
"Where'd you go? Seriously sweet pea." Text from Jon.
"I'm going with a friend. We'll talk later." Text to Jon.
By the time I'd gotten all the way out of universal Joe had his Range Rover parked on the curb.
"What friend?" Text from Jon.
Ignore.
"What's wrong?" Joe asks. His entire body was flushed with heat from working out I'm sure, and his hair was a hot mess right now even for being as perfect as it always is.
"Not in the mood for Jon's junk today." I shrug, sliding into the passenger seat.
"You don't want to tell me the whole story?" He grins, throwing it in drive.
"Jon wants to marry me because I'm pregnant." I shrug. "I don't want him to ask because I know it's because of the baby. Now he's mad because I said I would say no. Jesus, I want him to want to marry me because he loves me. I know he loves me, but why did he have to bring that up and make me doubt shit?" I exclaim.
"He loves you… But Jon's parents only got married because his mom was having a baby. That's the norm for him." Joe explains. "So where are we going?" He asks when we'd turned onto Kirkman rd.
"I don't care." I sigh.
"If you don't care, then I'm taking you back to Tampa with me." He warns me with a smirk. I really enjoyed how playful Joe was.
"Well lets go to Tampa then." I tell him, returning the smirk.
"Jon is going to be mad." He tells me.
"I don't care." I say, unlocking my phone to text Kelly.
"I"m fine, I love you, won't be home tonight. Tell Jon tuff shit. Turning phone off." Text to Kelly.
Then I hit the power button.
"You know I'm going to feel his wrath too right?" Joe asks, raising his eyebrows as my phone powers down.
"He doesn't know I"m with you right now." I shrug casually.
"If he text me and asks, I won't lie." He states.
"Then don't lie, I was friends with you first. He can kiss my ass right now." I tell him.
"Yeesh you're really upset over this." He murmurs.
"You know what, I wasn't." I tell him. "I get upset when you tell me to shut the fuck up and act like I'm your bitch. Treat me with respect and I would flip shit like I do." I say, looking at him like I was queen fucking bitch.
"He's always been like that, can't handle any kind of rejection and he takes it out on you. I know, been there." He shrugs. "He's calling me." He states, looking at his phone sitting in a cup holder. "Hey man." He greets, answering the phone. "Yeah she's sitting here." Pause. "No I"m not doing that man…" Pause. "I'm not going to force her to talk to you." Pause. "Whatever, you can call me whatever you want, I've got her back." Pause. Click.
"That sounded like it went over well." I mutter, rolling my eyes.
"He's really pissed off now." He tells me. "I should have took you home…"
"Take me where ever you want." I sigh.
"I'm not takin you back there now, not after sending him off the deep edge like this… He won't be home anyway, you know he's about to hit up the bars tonight." He mutters. "Are you hungry? Do you need to eat?' He asks me suddenly concerned.
"Nah I'm alright." I murmur. My mind was now focused on Jon. Joe was right, he was about to spend all night at some trashy bar and get wasted. I"ll probably have to pick him up from jail again in the morning.
"We've got a spare room you can crash in." He tells me, almost reading my mind.
"I want to sleep with you." I say firmly. Before Jon, we'd always been comfortable enough with each other to do almost anything and I didn't want that to change.
"Alright." He agrees.
"This looks empty…" I comment when we pull into the driveway.
"Yeah ain't no one home." He shrugs. "They're both on the road for a week."
"Why don't you come over when they're gone, I don't want you sitting here by yourself all the time." I tell him, almost annoyed.
"Come on." He chuckles, sliding out of the car.
"Do you think he'll still come to the doctor appointment tomorrow?" I ask. I was already setting myself up for disappointment. Part of me was totally convinced that he was going to get himself thrown in jail tonight.
"Don't think about it right now…" Joe suggests, not knowing the right answer for that question. We watched a Walking Dead marathon the rest of the day and ordered Chinese for dinner. "I miss this, we used to do this all the time." He grins.
"We did. Ghost Adventure Friday." I laugh. We're silent for a few more more minutes before there is a knock on the door. "Who's that?" I wonder out loud. Joe shrugs and pushes himself up from the couch to go answer the door.
"Listen man, I don't want to fight with you…" I hear Joe's voice from the door.
"Sweet pea!" Jon calls outs.
"Jon?" I murmur to myself, glancing towards the hallway. He appears in the hallway a few seconds later, a wash of relief crossing his features when he saw me. "What are you doing here?" I ask him, furrowing my brow as he stands in front of me.
"Doll… Please come home." He says. My eyes get wide when he drops to his knees in front of me, his head resting in my lap. "I get it, I'm an asshole."
"Yeah." I scoff. I couldn't be mad though. "You drove all the way out here just to get me to come home?" I ask, chewing on my bottom lip.
"Figured you'd be at the bar by now." Joe comments, walking into the room.
"No faith." Jon growls at him. "But for the record I was at the bar… And I didn't want to be there, I wanted to be home with you." He tells me.
"Jon…" I murmur, trying to hold back my grin.
"I love you… Come home." He says.
"Ok." I agree. "Sorry to bail on you." I shrug at Joe who laughed and shook his head. "You want to come home with us?" I offer to him, "Hate to leave you here by yourself."
"I'll be alright darlin'." He assures me. "Go home. Your boyfriend needs you." He chuckles.
"Sorry man." Jon shrugs, looking at Joe. "Lets go home sweet pea." He smiles, pulling me up off the couch.
A/N: Awwww cute chapter! Review :)