Greasy Love Part Three (Outsiders Fan-fic)

Again Soda!

I wake up with Soda's arms wrapped around my large stomach. I would of loved to stay there if I didn't have such morning sickness because, the second I wake up my stomach starts churning forcing me to jump up running to the bathroom to get sick. 

Once I'm done I walk into the room to see Sodapop sitting up in a daze, "Soda, love, are you okay dear?"

He looks at me shaking it off, "yea. I'm fine Dylan."

I sit down next to him, "are you sure about that?"

"Positive," he assures me with a slight kiss.

"I love you," I smile slightly.

"I love too my little pickle," he smiles back to me, but something seems off. "Sodapop, you can tell me anything. You know?"

He looks at me unsure eyes before mumbling something I can't hear.

"What?" I ask him.

"I cheated," he mumbles a little louder.

"You cheated again Soda after every damn thing we've been though? You cheat! I thought we were over this! I thought this was our issue years ago! Is she pregnant? Did you just kiss her? Are you two dating? Did you sleep together? Soda...Huh? Tell me what the hell am I not giving you!" I scream as tears stream down my face.

He looks at me with such sorrow in his eyes it almost makes me want to forgive him, "Dylan, please calm down."

"No! No, Soda I will not calm down. We are done Soda! I can't believe we are going through this again. Just please tell me why. Why are you cheating on me? Who? What am I not giving you?" I yell through tears before I throw the ring at him.

He looks at me with tears streaming down his face, "her name is Samantha, Sammie, she is my one escape from war. Dylan, I don't love her, but I do care about her. We're dating, but we haven't slept together. I took my ring off when I was in a battle and that's when we met. You're giving me everything, but the distance is just so much. Please, I'm so sorry. I told you this for a reason. I'll break up with her."

She looks at me and hands me the phone, "now."

"Dylan, it costs so much money are you sure?" He asks.

"Do it now or we're over," I yell through gritted teeth.

He dials the number as the phone rings, "hey Sammie....Yea, it's Sodapop....Sammie, please don't say that......Sammie I don't......No.......I don't love you back....No, Sammie I do care about you......You're giving me everything Sammie, but I'm in love with a gorgeous, amazing, loving, fantastic, funny, pretty, generous, caring, girl....No, I will not break up with her. She is the most perfect thing ever and I fucking love her with all my damn heart!.....She's my wife and we've been together for five years...yea, it's hard right now, but we're in love.......No, we're not in love....I'm sorry Sammie, I hope we can still be friends....I understand, I'm sorry....bye Samantha."

"Did you mean all of that?" I ask him.

"Every single word," he laughs kissing my lips.

"I'm madly in love with a soldiers who is gonna be the death of me," I giggle as I take his hand, "lets go to the Curtis house baby."

"I think you're the baby considering you have two in your belly," he laughs as we walk out of the house.