Mistakes We've Made..

~Thirteen~

        Jon and I got up together in the morning and made breakfast, he hadn't asked once what had happened, and I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud. How do I tell him that I slept with Ben, that I got pregnant with Ben, that I had an abortion due to getting pregnant with Ben... What have I gotten myself into? This is such a mess... He doesn't deserve any of this from me. 

        "Are you going to eat?" Jon asked, gesturing towards my plate. 

        I stared down at the scrambled eggs that I'd been pushing around my plate. "Yeah..." I sighed. 

        "Are you okay, Dev? You seem kind of off..." Jon stated. 

        "I don't know." I shrugged. "Everything's a mess right now." 

        "What do you mean, what's wrong?" Jon asked, looking a little concerned. 

        "You wouldn't understand." I whispered, feeling my throat get tight as the tears began to fill my eyes. "It just is." 

        "Don't cry, Devon." Jon smiled at me, trying to make me feel better. "I love you, and I'm sure everything's going to work out, okay?" 

        I just nodded, and picked up my fork in hopes that eating would end the conversation between he and I. 

        Once we'd finished breakfast Jon left, knowing his mom wouldn't be very happy if he stayed here all day. I decided to take my mind off of things and read, so I looked through all my books and picked my favourite Stephen King novel to reread. I read for not even five minutes when I was interrupted by someone pounding on my front door. 

        I opened the door to find Ben, who looked completely off. His eyes were red, and his hair was a complete mess. I opened my mouth to say something, but Ben cut me off. "What did you mean when you said it's been taken care of, Devon?" 

        "Uhh..." My mind went blank as I attempted to find words. I stared at Ben in shock. "I meant, I-" 

        "Devon, what did you do?" Ben asked, his voice on edge. 

        "I had..." I trailed off, unable to speak. "I had an abortion." 

        "Why didn't you talk to me about it before you did that? That was my baby, Devon!" Ben yelled, bringing his face a little too close to my own. 

        "You told me to!" I yelled back, finally finding the words to say. "You told me it would be best!" 

        "Well, I would've liked to have been told about this Devon!" Ben yelled again. "You don't get to make all the decisions when it's something like that, that baby belonged to me too!" 

        "Well, it's too fucking late now, Benjamin!" I screamed. "It's done!" 

        "I know." Ben sighed. "And that's why I'm so upset... You were smoking, and then you had an abortion and you never once even spoke to me about the pregnancy except for when you told me." 

        "I'm sorry..." I sighed. "But come on, neither of us were prepared to take on that responsibility." 

        "I know." Ben sighed again. "Have you told Jon?" 

        "Nope." I sighed heavily. "I can't."

        "I could tell him..." 

        "No! No, I don't want him to hear it from you... it has to be me." 

        "Dev, we can't keep dragging it all out." 

        "I don't want him to hate me, Ben." I said quietly. "He's the only person who's always there." 

        "You've got me..." Ben trailed off. 

        "But you're just Ben." I sighed. 

        "Oh..." 

A/N: Alright, new chapter thirteen! I hope you all like this, I like it much better. Comment and vote! 

xx Jess