Zooey and Jonathan's morning after:
As Johnathan is sneaking back inside, he notices Zooey isn't in the bed. He looks confused, but before he can call out to her, she turns on the light to the bedroom. She has this tense look on her face, it's so unsettling. Jonathan takes a few minutes to think about what his next move should be.
"What took you so long" said Zooey irritated
"Im sorry honey i really am, we just got...caught up with work" said Jonathan, almost sweating from all the blame and dishonesty, but if he was being honest with himself, he'd do it again.
"I was worried SICK, did you even think about calling me? Or just leaving a simple text saying 'Hi Zooey! I'm gonna be home late today so don't worry, love you' Did you even realize you have a whole wife waiting for you at home Jonathan?"
"I-im sorry Zooey, I should've texted you I know. I fucked im sorry. I wish I could take it back, but I can't." Jonathan was starting to regret everything that happened with Drew yesterday.
"This is exhausting, Jonathan. I'm exhausted."
"I know, i know." Jonathan said while walking up to her.
"No, no you don't Jonathan. You're the problem here, I can't keep doing this every damn day." Zooey pushed his hands away and walked up to their remodeled bathroom. She seems to be searching the trash, Jonathan looks confused, until she pulled out a pregnancy test.
"This is the test i took when i told you i was pregnant, I remember how happy you looked, you seemed so proud and actually joyful for once." Zooey looks like she's holding back tears by now, but she has been emotionally drained for so long that she keeps it hidden.
"Well I guess you're getting what you wanted now, cause I had a miscarriage earlier today." she almost chokes on her own words, she is beyond disappointed, this was one of the only things that kept her happy. They took her only hope away, she has nothing now.
"What did you just say"Jonathan is in shock, he doesn't know what's reality and what's just his imagination. None of this feels real, it feels like he's looking down on himself, not moving or talking. They both take a minute to process what their possible next step might be.
