"Where the hell have you been!!?" Jonah said to me as I was walking into the house. It was nearly 1am when I finally got home.
"Jonah I'm tired I really don't want to do this right now" I said going upstairs and then getting into bed. Jonah was following me.
"Oh we're gonna do this right now" Jonah said grabbing my arm. "You've been our this late for weeks, you come home late every night and I don't know where you are! You don't text or call or nothing! It worries me!"
"Jonah stop I'm tired" I said getting out of his grip and walking into our shared bedroom.
"Are you cheating on me" Jonah said standing at the door.
"WHAT! Of course not"
"Then why the hell have you been out so fucking late"
"I've been at Christina's!"
"All week? Why?"
"Cause I've been trying to figure out how to tell you I'm fucking pregnant! You've been on tour and when you came and surprised me by coming home I have no idea how to fucking tell you!"
Jonah stood there for a second shocked. He didn't move. I looked at him with tears in my eyes.
"Is it..." Jonah said stepping back
"Of course it's fucking yours"
Jonah didn't say a word. It was silent for awhile and no one was talking.
"Jonah say something! Yell at me! Just say something" I said crying
I heard footsteps going down the stairs and then the front door slamming. I fell back on the bed and cried myself to sleep.
After about a few hours I'm guessing I felt someone crawl into bed and then arms wrap around me.
"I'm here. I'm not gonna leave you. I love you." Jonah whispered in my ear and then falling asleep.
