Don't hate me for this. I can't tell who I want her to end up with yet. For those reading this story, thank you for the reviews. I wouldn't ever abandon a story. I just get busy with my real life. Also, please leave me a review on who you want her to end up with! Maybe it can help me decide. Thank you!
Rose tapped her fingers against the kitchen table. Hearing a soft click every time one of their finger nails made contact with the wood. She barely heard the timer go off. She wasn't really paying attention to anything. Or anyone. John was coming over. She didn't know why and she didn't want to ask.
She felt the panic in her stomach try to rise up, but she bit it down. This wasn't about her, this wasn't about her pride. If he was coming it was for a reason. A real reason. Not something he could fake. She could deal with it, she would deal with this.
Finally Rose stood up, pulling her tank top down a little more, so it covered her butt before going over to the oven. She quickly pulled out the food, before setting off to make a salad. Yeah, a salad. She could use that. Something green for the baby.
Finally when she was done and there wasn't anything left to do, she picked up the pan and set off to the table. She was going to act normal; she wasn't going to act like she was hurt over his actions, because she wasn't. Not anymore. John broke her, but Jack picked up the pieces and helped her rebuild herself.
They were in Jack's house. This was their house. The house where, after she gave birth, she would come back too. She would feed her child here, bathe it, and raise it here. In this house. Not anywhere close to John. She thought about it, not really caring if John never knew their child. She didn't have a father and grew up just fine.
And by just fine, she meant she became a stripper and ended up in this mess in the first place. But she was going to be better than her mother. She wouldn't let her child work two jobs, just to make ends meet. She could, - no would fight to make sure the baby had a normal childhood.
She sighed, rubbing her stomach. She read somewhere online that the baby starts kicking around 16 weeks and she couldn't wait until she could feel it. Until Jack could feel it. At the thought of Jack she looked up. She could see him pacing back and forth in the living room, waiting. But she wasn't going to allow that. No. "Jack, come on. Dinner is ready." She told him in a soothing voice.
She doubt it would help, but ended up coming over anyways, grabbing a spoon full of the lasagna, before taking a bite. He moaned in appreciation of the food, and it made Rose smile. She was glad he was enjoying it. John coming over wasn't going to ruin dinner. Not if she could help it. They both ate slowly, letting the taste of the food roll around on their taste buds. Finally when they were finished it was around 9PM.
Rose knew it was late to have dinner, but she couldn't really find the strength to make it sooner. Jack collected the pan, putting the leftovers in the fridge, before setting off to wash the dishes. 'I guess he doesn't like a dirty house.' She mused to herself before getting up. She felt larger already.
And she still have months to go. She frowned at the thought that most of her clothing wouldn't fit her anymore, and she'd probably never be the same weight again. But she was happy, even if the baby was going to change her body forever; she was going to be a mom. And nobody could take that away from her.
She sat on the couch, curling up into a ball, before letting her head rest on the arm. She was tired, but if John was coming over, then she'd need to stay awake to make sure Jack didn't kill him, and at this point it was probably likely.
Jack came and sat down next to her, she smiled at him and he grabbed her feet. Making Rose shriek. He just laughed before he started to rub her feet. She pulled a throw blanket off the loveseat and threw it over them. Jack probably wasn't cold. But she was, and she didn't have her hoodie nearby.
She turned on the TV, before finding a movie. Settling with 'Because of Winn-Dixie.' She smiled at the movie. She had seen it a hundred times but it was always good, always sad. She cried and Jack blamed her hormones even though they both knew it was just because she had a soft heart.
Half way through the movie, Jack made her lay down on top of him. Rose felt embarrassed by the extra weight, caused by the baby. But if Jack was uncomfortable, he didn't let it show. He just played with her hair, while they watched the movie. It was almost over when there was a knock on the door.
Rose felt his body tense up underneath her. She kissed his cheek before sitting up. She got off him and headed to the bathroom. She didn't want to see John, and if got the message maybe he'd leave her alone. She thought back to if John would make a good father and remembered what he said about their baby.
She wouldn't do this, she wouldn't cry in the bathroom even if her tears thought differently. She swallowed before going pee. After she was done, she washed her hands and began brushing her teeth. She wanted to get the food taste out of her mouth before it made her sick.
It seemed like a lot of things make her sick. After she was done, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her stomach was slightly sticking out. She looked pregnant, properly pregnant. Her stomach had a little ball, it sat low. But she could still see it.
This was her baby, and someday her baby was going to come out and greet her. Even if she wasn't doing it with John, she was doing it with Jack. Sighing she began to rub her stomach. Softly singing to bump. Even if it couldn't understand her, music was good for them. She smiled at the thought that soon she was going to feel her baby kick, and the next time they went to the doctors she was going to find out the gender.
Deciding that she had spent enough time in the bathroom, Rose dropped her tank top over her stomach, before wrapping a protective arm around it. When she walked back into the living room she saw him. He looked… Well bad. He had bags under his eyes, and he smelled like the club. Really badly.
'Probably fucking other girls.' She thought bitterly to herself before walking up to Jack who was currently looking furious at John. She didn't want Jack to get her, or John either. But she had to pick, so she picked the one person who was actually looking after her.
"Jack, you okay?" She asked in a small voice. She didn't know why it was so hard to speak normally around John, but seeing him like this made her feel shy. Like she couldn't trust him. And she didn't. He walked out on her, and left her to deal with their child. If she had any more babies it wouldn't be with him.
"its fine, Rose. He just wants me to come back to the club. Someone attacked two of the girls." That would explain his smell of the club, then. But the smell made Rose gag. She didn't want to stand around him, she didn't know if it was actually his smell, or just him. But being around him was too hard. "Oh, okay. I'm going to go to the living room then." She said with a tight smile, she could feel John's eyes on her, but she wasn't going to look at him, she couldn't.
She gave Jack a quick squeeze before heading off. Not hearing the rest of the conversation. She could feel even in the living room that his eyes were on her body, on her. But she wouldn't give him the satisfaction knowing he was bothering her. Getting under her skin. So she turned back on the movie and began watching it. The movie was over quickly and Rose was getting tired.
But she knew she couldn't sleep, not while he was still there. So she turned on the TV watching some show called Doctor Who and wished she would see the stars. Finally he left. She thought he said goodbye to her, but it was so soft she couldn't tell. Jack came in, looking frustrated that he had to choose if he wanted his old job back or not.
But Rose spoke before he could open his mouth. "Go help the girls, it's obvious John can't deal with this on his own, or her wouldn't have asked. They need someone who actually cares about them." She told him with a soft smile. He gave her a small smile back. "Let's get some rest. Tomorrow is a big day for the both of us." She nodded her head before standing up. When they got to Rose's room, she had a thought.
"Jack, will you stay with me tonight?" She asked him in a small voice, almost scared to know the answer. He just laughed before responding. "Wasn't planning on going anywhere else." She smiled and grabbed his hand. Leading them into her room.
She was sexually frustrated. And she wanted to feel wanted. Even if she wasn't really. She stripped off her shorts and tank top. Leaving her in a bra and panties. She smiled sweetly at Jack who sucked in a breath of air. "You look fantastic." He told her, honestly ringing off his words. She just rolled her eyes, before taking off her bra. Leaving her in just panties.
She wanted this, no… She needed this. But Jack probably wouldn't touch her. She felt self-conscious. Nervous, at being rejected again. "Rose, look at me." She lifted her head bravely, looking at him dead in the eye. "If you want this, then I'll gladly be with you. But I need to know if this is what you really want." He told her. Really looking at her, and not just past here.
Rose answered his statement with a kiss. And it started. She could feel his erection grinding against her hips, and my god he was huge. Much bigger than John was. She could feel her nervousness try to claim hold of her. But she bit it down before grinding back, earning a moan from Jack.
He lowered them down onto the bed, before taking off his shirt. Rose let out a whistle at his abs. He had muscles in all the right places and she could feel the wetness between her legs. He leaned down, claiming her lips with his; she bit his bottom lip softly, earning another thrust of his hips.
She moaned into his mouth, he pulled back before quickly standing up, removing his pants. He was back on her body before she could blink. He softly sucked on her neck. Leaving small bites. There was probably going to be a hickey on her neck tomorrow, but right now she didn't care.
She brought her hand down, rubbing his erection through his boxers, earning a sharp hiss from Jack. She pushed him up, a bit. Questions swam in his eyes, probably thinking she didn't want to do it anymore, which would leave him with blue balls, but she pulled off her panties, leaving her bare cunt open. Quickly his body left hers, and his head went between her thighs.
She felt his tongue against her clit, moaning and grinding against his mouth. He could feel her wetness dripping down his chin. But he wanted to make her cum this way. He was going to make her cum this way. He added two fingers, trying to help her loosen up, before he fucked her.
Rose could feel the heat in her stomach start to rise. She knew she was close and she wanted to feel Jack inside of her. She tried to pull him up by his arms, but he wouldn't let go off her clit. Finally she felt the ball inside of her burst. She moaned his name loudly shaking under him. He felt how tight she was on his fingers, and really wanted to be deep inside of her.
With a final lick he was back on top of her. He pulled his boxers down, letting his cock spring free. She was right. He was huge. And she wasn't sure how he was going to fit. He positioned them, before running his dick up and down her clit, before slowly sliding into her. He hissed at how tight she was. She was wrapped around him fully and it felt amazing.
Rose could feel him throbbing inside of her. He wanted to move, and she wanted him too. She gave a small thrust against him, letting him know it was okay to move. He let out a breath of air before slowly sliding out before slamming in her again. Rose screamed slightly. It was good, and Jack was planning on making her scream his name before the night was over.
Finally they built a pace they both liked; it was fast, and hard. Something they both needed. He reached between her legs and began rubbing her clit. She didn't last very long, with a scream of his name and a moan, she tightened against him. He pounded a little quicker before spilling his seed inside of her body.
He slowly slide out of her, and she whimpered at the loss. But he quickly pulled her into his arms. Kissing her neck and face. She fell asleep, feeling relaxed. When she woke up in the morning he was gone, but he had left her a note stating that he was going to the club and that he'd probably be home late.
He left her pills next to it, and she took them before morning sickness could claim her body. Finally she felt relaxed enough to eat, but first she needed to go pee and wash her face. When she was done, she looked at her neck.
It was covered in a huge hickey that had bites inside of it. She giggled and shook her head. Jack must like leaving his claim. She cooked some eggs with bacon, before sitting down. It was weird to be here without Jack. After she was done, she looked outside seeing he left her car and took his own. She got dressed slowly. Not feeling the need to rush.
When she was done, it was 9AM, perfect time to go shopping. She got to the shops around 9:30, not feeling the need to get anything done fast. She was feeling lazy, but they needed food for the house. She pulled herself out of the car, before walking into the shop. She bought chips, eggs, bacon, steak, and a bunch of other food before stepping inline. "I remember when I was pregnant. One of the best times in my life." A voice said behind her. She turned her head to see a tall woman with brown curly hair. There was a small girl who looked 6 or 7 standing next to her. Rose gave her tight smile.
Something about this felt wrong and she wanted to get away from this woman. Not understanding why. "Yeah, can't wait to meet my baby." She told the woman honestly, while wrapping one of her arms around her stomach. "Do you know the gender yet?" The woman asked, Rose shook her head no. Before stepping up in the line.
She quickly paid for the food, before turning to leave. She heard that woman's voice behind her again. "I didn't catch your name." She said, "Rose." She told her.
"I'm River, River Song." She told Rose with a smile before turning to pay her for food. 'Weird' Rose thought to herself before heading out the door. By the time Jack got home, he looked exhausted. Rose felt bad, and made him a quick dinner. They ate and watched TV together. When they were finished he gave her a kiss on the lips. "Jack. I met some weird lady today." She told him after they were done and she was lying her head on his chest.
"Oh?" She could tell he was actually interested in her day. "Yeah, she said her name was River Song." Rose said while crunching up her nose. At the name Jack quickly sat her up. "River Song? Did see have a little girl with her, she would be around 6." He asked her. "Yeah, do you know her?" She asked, jealously rising in her chest.
If Jack knew her, then maybe they were together at some point, but she swallowed the jealously down before he answered.
"Yeah, that's John's ex-wife, and that little girl is their daughter." He quickly pulled out his cellphone before calling John.
"John, River is back and I think I know who is behind the attacks."