Addicted

Come With Me

I rolled over expecting to find Angie, but I was alone. I propped myself up on my elbow and rubbed my eyes into focus. Where the hell is she? I laid on my back and ran my hands over my face and then stretched. The cold floor woke me the rest of the way as I kind of stumbled around the house looking for Angie. I saw the door to the backyard cracked so I walked out and found her sitting at the patio table watching videos of the two of us on her phone. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her neck and rest my chin on her head and watched with her

"That was a fun day"

She quietly nodded and sighed. She was clearly still upset from last night and I wasn't sure what to do to make it better. I leaned down and kissed her cheek. It was wet from crying and I pulled the chair out and knelt in front of her.

"Angie" I said with a sigh while wiping her cheeks "I don't know what else I can say. I love you with all my heart. I'm so very sorry for what I did."

She took a shaky breath and looked up at me. I smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. I hated that I hurt her like this. I should've done what April said and just kept my mouth shut. I probably should've taken a shower and changed before crawling into bed with her last night. There's a lot of should've, would've, could've but it isn't going to change the fact that I did what I did. She stood up and started to walk away. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to me and held her.

"Can you ever forgive me?"

She just looked at me and I hated that she was being so quiet. She was shutting me out. I wasn't even shut out like this when I would hit her. I waited for a response and then let her go and walked back into the house when I got nothing. I took a shower and threw my gear and clothes into the washing machine and went into the living room to watch TV. If she didn't want to talk to me...fine. I wasn't going to talk back. I wasn't in the mood for this shit. I was trying. I was up front and honest. The least she could do is acknowledge that I did that much.

Angie's POV

April, Jon slept with Danielle last night. We got in a fight because I could smell her perfume on him and he accused me of sleeping with Colby again and implicated that the baby isn't his. I don't understand...what's going on??

I waited impatiently for a reply. I didn't know how to feel at this point. I was so hurt and depressed. I knew some of this was hormonal, but I just feel so betrayed. Jon was obviously frustrated with me but how was I supposed to feel? He accused me of cheating and then turned around and cheated with some blonde haired, slut who was ALWAYS trying to get back with him. They weren't even dating it was just casual sex between them every now and again.

I know Angie. He and I had a long talk last night. Don't be mad at me for not telling you. He and I felt like since you already had some stress related issues and a few scares with this pregnancy that it wasn't a good idea to upset you. Jon loves you Angie. It was really an honest mistake. He fell into a trap that Danielle and Eva Marie created. Be grateful that he was up front and honest with you. Most guys wouldn't do that.

Wait...you talked to him about it? You knew??? WOW

Angie...stop. I brought a gift for the baby. I saw he was upset and we talked. That's all. Ang seriously. I know you love him and he loves you. You're married and you're going to have a beautiful daughter. Don't throw that away because he made a mistake. You know I wouldn't defend this or say it if I didn't mean it.

How am I supposed to let this go April? How do I know this is the only time?

Ang, honestly you don't. But I believe him. Look with EVERYTHING you two have been through this is pretty damn minor. I wouldn't normally say this, but I think you just need to look the other way and forgive.

I set my phone down on the patio table.  I don't know why this bothered me so much. April had a point. We had been through so much worse. The baby moved and I smiled and looked back at the house and sighed. I was just going to do it. I didn't get to spend a lot of time with Jon and I'm wasting what time I do have ignoring him. I walked back into the house and saw him sitting on the couch watching Sports Center. He looked annoyed and not really interested in what he's watching. I slowly walked over and stood in front of him. He looked up at me and I half smiled as he pulled me onto his lap. I wrapped my arms around his waist and laid my head on his shoulder.  We sat in silence for what seemed like a long time. It was fine. I liked that he was holding me. I always love when he does. It always instantly makes me feel like all of my troubles melt away. Jon looked over and softly pressed his lips to mine. I smiled and cuddled closer as he held on tighter

"I'm sorry"  I whispered

"So you're talking to me now?"

My smile dropped and I shifted uncomfortably trying to create distance. I didn't wnat to fight. I was trying to be forgiving and he was egging me on.

"Come on Jon. I'm trying to be forgiving here. Why are you picking a fight?"

He chuckled a little and kissed my cheek

"I'm not. I'm teasing. What are you sorry for? I'm the one who screwed up. I love you Angie. I hate hurting you and stressing you out especially right now."

"I love you too Jon. I love you very much.  I guess in the end we've been through a lot worse. It just seems to hurt a lot more right now."

"I know. I don't mean to."

I nodded and kissed his cheek. He smiled and hugged me.

"I have an idea. Come with me this week. Please. I miss having you around all of the time and I think we just need to spend more time together. It'll be good for you to get out of here for a few days."

"I'd love that"