Bad Baby

Bonus Chapter #3

"Listen, Jacob..." I somehow managed to gather up enough self-restraint to pull back from his intoxicating lips, "a lot has changed. I don't think we should just jump into anything before actually talking and getting to know each other again..."

His eyes calmly searched mine, before he nodded slowly.

"Okay. Let's go to mine, we can talk."

I have no idea why, but now here I was, letting Jacob drive me over to his house. I was so confused, but I honestly couldn't care less. Richard and I were basically just strangers living underneath the same roof, so what harm would this really do?

"I can't stay long, though," I told him as he pulled up to a modern-architecture type single house. There was a large tree in the front yard, by the garage, and the moonlight beautifully shone through the leaves fluttering in the gentle breeze.

"It's Saturday tomorrow. You don't have work, do you?" He sent me a questioning glance, locking his car and pressing a button to let the gate slide shut behind it, leaving the car parked just outside of the garage door.

"I don't," I shook my head, following him as he began making his way to the front door, kindly making sure I wasn't tripping over in my heels, or anything, "I do have an important doctor's appointment, though, so..."

"You're not dying, are you?" He shot me a small and sweet smile, teasing as he unlocked the front door for me.

"No," I shook my head with a small laugh, "just.. routine stuff."

"Why is it so important, then?" He curiously wondered, letting me walk inside the dark house first before closing the door behind us.

He turned on the lights, and I was left scanning and admiring my surroundings. A two-story bachelor house, if you ask me, with a few framed Rolling Stones posters on the wall by the stairs, which I remember from his Uni apartment.

I instantly flash-backed at one specific poster which, even though it was now framed, had a tear in the bottom. I frowned, remembering how it was from the night we broke up.

"Isis?" Jacob appeared in front of me, looking so effortlessly and casually handsome I wished he'd just kiss me again. Or I could just rip off his dress shirt and pants and...

"Sorry. It's nothing, really. Could I have a glass of water?" I asked him, changing the subject.

I was led into the kitchen, where I sat myself down at the island table and watched as he grabbed a glass and filled it with water. After handing it to me, he sat down on the opposite side and leaned his arms on the granite counter.

"Tell me."

I brought the glass up to my lips, avoiding his command.

"Isis, the more you avoid it, the more I feel like it's something serious and I get worried," he sent me a small frown, brows furrowed.

I placed the glass down in front of me and shook my head.

"I had an abortion a month ago. I just have a check-up tomorrow, it's nothing big."

Jacob stared at me, and I felt almost bad, unable to meet his eyes.

"What?" His voice was gentle, but a little shaken up, "you were pregnant?"

"I was, yes," I told him, gathering myself yet again and meeting his intense gaze, "Richard's - my husband's - child, obviously. Things started going downhill right after the sex that got me pregnant, and eventually he started cheating, it's a long story... With my career, and everything - especially with how he'd been treating me - I didn't want to keep the baby. I- I aborted it, which was one of the main factors of his and my marriage turning into complete shit."

"I'm so sorry, Isis," he seemed genuinely caring and concerned.

"No, no, it's fine. It's not as if the abortion hurt, or anything. I'm fine," I shook my head, clearing my throat right after as the awkwardness of this began to bother me.

His brows were still furrowed at me, and his shoulders were tense. He couldn't have looked any more attractive, with his dark hair looking also so effortlessly casual, yet perfect.

"I'm sorry you've had to go through that. You shouldn't be with someone who doesn't treat you right," he told me, "I'm not saying I would be the one, you know... just that I care about you, I always will, and hearing what you've had to go through isn't nice."

I managed a small smile, "you're so sweet, Jacob. I felt so alone making a decision like that, but I'm past it now. Work's kept me busy, and so has Becky. She's getting a dog, did you know that?"

"You could've called me, or texted me. I would have been there for you," he sighed, running a hand through his hair, "where's Richard now?"

I shrugged, eyes moving onto a clock on the wall. It was already a little past midnight.

"Meeting one of his mistresses, I'm sure. He's gone through at least five secretaries in the past week, it's almost revolting," I laughed quietly, just shaking my head at myself and everything.

"Divorce him, please. For your own good. Kick him out of your life," he encouraged, standing up and moving to sit on a chair beside me. His hand came to rest comfortingly on my thigh, and I looked down at it while he faced my side.

"Weren't you the crazy Buddhist girl who always told me to surround myself with positive people, and shit?" I could hear the small smile in his voice, "where's she gone, hm?"

"She's still here, Jacob," I couldn't help but smile, he was so incredibly adorable, "life just happened. Anyway, how are you, what's been going on? I don't want to talk about me anymore." I turned my head a bit for my eyes to meet his.

He gave my thigh another gentle squeeze, eyes so focused on me I had to fight the urge to just squeeze my thighs together to relieve the need I had for him, lingering in every part of my body and growing every passing second with him.

"I've been good. I got back together with Jess after you left, her and I stayed on and off for a few years," Jacob told me, "I managed to snatch a good job and moved. My sister got married and had a child... a lot has happened."

"Oh, I heard! Your sister told me, sent pictures and everything," I nodded with a smile, "cutest baby in the world." I ignored the fact that he had actually gotten back together with Jess.

"Yeah..." he agreed quietly, looking down at his lap, "look, I've missed you a lot, Isis. You taught me how to be more confident and less anxious, you changed my life, there's so much I owe you for."

He let out a small chuckle, just shaking his head with his eyes still not meeting mine.

"Jacob, honey..."

"I wouldn't be where I am now if it weren't for you, and how you taught me to look at the world. I know this sounds like complete fucking bullshit, but I mean it," he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, "you're an amazing person, and you don't deserve to be treated the way that fucker Richard does. If he can't support you, I—"

"I got the abortion without telling him. He was so excited about the baby, but I just wasn't ready. It didn't feel right," I cut in, "he has every right to be upset about it."

"But no right to cheat on you, Isis," he frowned, eyes raising to finally meet mine, "he doesn't deserve one inch of you."

For a moment, I studied his dark eyes. They were so genuine and loving, and so incredibly close. All these feelings - on top of the alcohol - were making my head spin. I had forgotten how I felt when I was with him, and now that I felt it again, I never wanted to get rid of it again.

I had thought I was making the right decision when breaking up with him when we were younger and now the more I think about it, maybe I did. The universe had a way of bringing back things that were meant to be.

Without thinking anymore about it, I stood up and moved myself between his open thighs. I gripped the collar of his dress shirt and pressed my lips against his.

A/N: bit sappy lmao idk. hope you enjoy xx these 'bonus chapters' will be the 'sequel', just to clarify(:
paix, amour & bonheur <3<3