Arrangement (JG)

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Jennie *few months later*
"wait you're kidding." johnson says.
"no. like i'm 110 percent sure." i say.
"lincoln's only like 5 months." he says.
"i know. which wasn't my plan like at all." i say.
"have you and Jack talked?" he asks. Jack and i got in a huge fight a few days ago, so he went to stay with sammy. i found out yesterday that i'm pregnant and i haven't told him anything.
"no. not at all. not since he left." i say.
"has he tried to call you or anything?" he asks
"nope. nothing." i say.
"well you need to tell him." he says
"obviously." i say. he sighs
"i'm sorry, jennie. i know it's not going well but jack's just stressed with music and everything. just give him time." he says.
"i know." i say
"okay. go call him or something. i'll talk to you later." he says
"alright." i say. we say our goodbyes and then hang up. i go to jack's contact. the last text i sent to him was a day before the fight. all i said was 'spend more time with lincoln. he misses you.' i sigh and send a short text.
me: call me.
i toss my phone down and let out a sigh. there's a ding and i dart my head to my phone.
Jack 💓
what's up?
i roll my eyes and grab my phone and respond
me: i said call. not text.
the three dots appear.
Jack 💓: can't
me: why?.
Jack 💓: i'm busy
me: with?
Jack 💓: stuff. what'd you need?
me: yea no. where are you?
Jack 💓: what'd you need, jennie?
i shake my head and click the call button. it rings once and then he denies it. i call again and same thing.
Jack 💓: i can't answer rn
me: where are you?
Jack 💓: studio
me: so if i come there right now you'll be there?
Jack 💓: jennie, just tell me what you needed. i'll be home soon.
i call again and this time he answers after about 3 rings.
"seriously, Jack?" i ask as he answers.
"i was busy." he says.
"mhm. sticking your dick in some other bitch i'm sure." i say. he laughs
"you literally can't go two minutes without thinking i'm cheating on you." he says
"you have before so." i say. he huffs
"what did you need? what's so urgent?" he asks.
"you need to come see your son." i say.
"i will. eventually." he says.
"why not today?" i ask
"it's late." he sighs
"Jack. it's 2:30 in the afternoon." i say.
"i don't know, jennie. i'll see if i can come." i shake my head even though he can't see me.
"you just really can't get your head out of your damn ass can you? you have a fucking child, Jack. this isn't some 'maybe i'll come see him'. you will come see him." i say. a few beats of silence pass
"okay. i'll be there in 30." he says.
"bye." i pull the phone away and hang up. i toss it next to me and put my head in my hands. what in the world is this marriage?