Finally Finding Out (Completed) ✅

Thirty Three

Steph, don’t put me in this position, please,” Jon said tiredly, wrapping his hands around his mug of coffee.
“I think you’d like any position I put you in,” she teased as she yawned. She glanced at the clock. It was three in the morning, and she just couldn’t go to sleep. She knew she’d hear that message over and over until she went crazy.

“Don’t tempt me,” he teased her. “You know what I mean…I hate being in the middle of this.”

“Then I’ll leave!” She shouted, jumping to her feet. She still wore his long robe, and she kicked it out of her way. “I’ll go to a hotel. Thanks for nothing. I thought you were my friend, Jon.”

Jon grabbed her arm. “Will you sit down and shut the hell up?” He snapped, sitting her back down. She was quite sober by now, but she still was acting like a child. He knew that she was hurting, but he could think of no way to calm her down enough to get her to go to sleep. “You’re acting like an infant.”

“Wah,” she said, pouting, then smiling. She yawned again.

“Come on.” He stood and held out his hand. “You’re going to bed.”

“I am not sleepy,” she said, yawning so big her head almost cracked open.

“Yeah, okay,” he replied, tugging at her hand. He led her up the stairs to his bedroom. “If you don’t wanna sleep, then just lay down with me so I can sleep.”

“I can be alone, Jon,” she pointed out.

“I don’t want you to be. I don’t want you to do something totally dumb.”

She rolled her eyes but said nothing. Her eyes grew big when she saw his king sized bed with black satin sheets. Suddenly she felt awkward

“Hold on,” he said. He went to a dresser drawer and pulled out a huge Abercrombie & Fitch t-shirt. “Put that on.” He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and she quickly tugged the shirt over her head. It fell to just above her knees. He poked his head out of the bathroom. “You might want to come brush your teeth, too,” he said around his toothbrush. “You’re sporting some nasty booze breath.”

“Screw you,” she retorted, but she took the new toothbrush he held out to her. 
Jon left a small light turned on, but otherwise the room was dark. Steph felt as if she had to whisper. “There’s something I haven’t told you,” she said.

“Oh, now what,” he moaned. She smacked him. Tears began to creep down her cheeks.

“I think I’m pregnant, Jon. I think I’m carrying Jordan’s baby.” She began to sob and he pulled her into his arms. He felt her tears wet his chest as he stroked her hair.

“You have to talk to him, Stephi.”

“I can’t. I can’t listen to his lies.”

“How do you know they’re lies?” Jon asked her. “Do you think Jordan would throw away years of loving you on some little piece on the side?” Steph sniffed but said nothing. “And do you really want to be as low he was before, just leaving without any kind of explanation? And even if you and Jordan never make up, he needs to know about the baby BEFORE its born.Youve both already been down that road.”

“Stop making sense,” she mumbled against his chest, and she felt him laughing. He kissed the top of her head.

“You knew better then to get trashed if you thought you were pregnant,” he said, pinching her arm.

“I know,” she sighed. “I just wanted to forget it all.”

“Well if you ever feel like doing something that stupid again, just call me instead, okay?”

“Okay,” she promised. She sighed and snuggled closer to him. 

In the early morning hours she awoke alone in the bed with a monster headache and morning sickness from hell. The phones shrill ring startled her and she seen Jon get up from the recliner where he had slept to answer it

“Don’t answer it,” she pleaded, but he sighed and reached a hand out for the phone.

“It’s three in the morning. Is this important?” Jon barked 
“Jon, its J.”

“J?” Jon sat up suddenly, almost knocking Steph off the bed. “What is it?”

“I couldn’t sleep. I’m sorry for wakening you.”

“No, I was up,” Jon said, looking down into Steph’s hazel eyes. “What’s up?”

“I just wanted to apologize…and to see how she is. Is she okay?”

“Yeah…she’s fine…she’s in bed,” Jon said truthfully. She sighed and got up, the robe. She smiled at him sadly and left the room.