Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 201

Jonah was pulling out of me slowly and making me follow him when he got up from me, sitting on the was bleeding same as mine.

"I missed f*****g you, Andrea...." He chuckled like that was funny, making me smile at him being stupi "hey... Jonah... did you even put on a condom or what?" I was staring down at the bed, the was wet, ma "What? Oh yeah... don't worry about that..." he looked slightly confused over my accusing eyes and ma was making me more upset, and I didn't want to be that I would have plenty of time with that when h

f the bed still looking so f*****g hot, being all sweaty and taking deep breaths like he had expected that either, he probably came so f*****g hard his nose

I was feeling the same way. I liked when Buck f****d me, I did, but this was different, in a whole different league.

he sigh at his frown, turning his head like that hadn't even occurred to him that he couldn't f*****g c*m inside of me!

ave like I was supposed to know what that meant. I wasn't his f*****g wife, that probably knew every f*****g secret there was.... I swallowed the jealousy that

e.

"Don't worry!? You're f*****g kidding me, aren't you?! Jonah, I can't have another kid to take care of. I'm still iving f*****g alone and...." I stopped when he looked like he knew that too, me being here all alone, and he had done shit to help me. I know that it was Buck that made me pregnant with the twins, but he wasn't f*****g innocent either. He knew that!

"Yeah... Andrea... please, just not right fucking now, okay?" He got up, still, naked making staring at his hard*s, hating that he was so f*****g hard all over. I wasn't that anywhere, no matter what size of dress I had.

"Sure, so when? When you have another kid you don't want to have and that I have no money to support, you selfish fucker!" I was throwing the pillow at his backside, making him turn around to see my upset face. Oh yeah, I was! He never f*****g learned the stupid kid!

"If you are talking about Kira, I have sent you fucking support in all the way I fucking can, and if you want money, why don't you just fucking ask!?" Jonah was getting more upset, picking up the clothes he had, cursing at the hoodie that was still as wet, and tossing it down on the already messy floor; soo f*****g mature of him! "Yeah, I'm fucking talking about her! The only fucking time you ever showed her that you cared was w ur Ma told you it was okay to bring her here, take her from me, and now you are making the same fucking mistake again!? I can't fucking get pregnant again, Jonah!" I was cursing when I reached for a shirt that had been there for at least four days, pulling it over my head to see his hurt eyes, making me stop. Why the fuck did he look so fucking upset over it? He wasn't the one that would suffer!? "Andrea.... Okay... just listen..." He sat down again on the bed when I was getting closer, not caring abo underneath it.

ndaries or any shit like that. As I said, I wasn't the same, and neither was he when he did turn to face me in the shirt that was too big and still naked

"I can't get you pregnant... or... fuck... I have, but you know what I mean... I have fucking bad cum, okay? Thats the truth... everyone thinks it's Shailene that has some fucking problem, but no, it's me...." He looked at me like he expected me to laugh or some shit like that when I didn't know how to answer that. He had f*****g what?!

"Don't look at me like that, I fucked you so many times, and it never fucking occurred that you didn't gnant until Kira. I mean, I never fucking used a condom on you and.." he stopped like he thought that was being funny, me telling him off so many times. He never listened to me when we were dating...never. "Fuck..." I was saying it confused. He was right. He was an asshole that did whatever he wanted, but he was right. He did fuck me a lot, not having protection, and I just thought we got lucky that it didn't happen so fast, shit... I was biting my nail, feeling even worse over taking Kira away, so she was his, what, only child? That made no sense.

"Can't you do fucking fertilization or whatever it's called..." I made a face hating everything I was saying; thinking about Jonah and Shailene having kids made me sick, and I didn't even hide it. Us f*****g had broken down a barrier, and he could feel it too. I wasn't going to shut up, and he wouldn't shut me out... that much... thank God.

Jonah was the one looking at me like I was insane. Yeah, guess what? I was, and he was the fucking reason for it! Having my legs pulled up, leaning my head and looking at him still staring at me like he was feeling bad for telling me this, I bet he wasn't telling anyone, not his own parents or anyone, maybe Tom, but he knew everything that sneaky fucker.

"I'm fucking catholic?" He said it offended me when I snorted and made another smile; yes, that part... fucking catholic.... I didn't know what that meant, but my guess was that it wasn't an option, just good old f*****g...shit.... I was feeling sick overhearing that... he was suffering, and I was a bitch, like always.

"Okay... okay... so.... I'm sorry, okay? I'm fucking sorry over what happened, with Kira and all that... but you got to see my side here too. I fucking loved you more than anything, and you told me you got married, and that's after all the other shit. You do get me, Jonah?" I was looking up at him when he was scringing his mouth, eyes going down, and nodding as he got it. Good... Jesus... I was still not sure how the f**k he ended up here, on my bedside, just having his tacks on and bare chest, having f****d me to oblivion. "I'm sorry too...shit..." he was looking up, trying to make me understand that he really was sorry. Oh, I knew he fucking was. He was an asshole who never said sorry; when he did, he expected you to forgive him just like that!

"We are all fucking sorry... fuck... Jonah... I ..." I didn't know what to say anymore. I had invited him here, inside my home, because I wanted him to fuck me, and now, he was just sitting there looking lost as he had stopped for one time since I told him that I couldn't give him a chance back at Sarah's home.

"Yeah...." He did a chuckle, making me feel like I wanted to die because it sounded so sad. I always imagined he was happily married because that's what I had been with Buck. No matter what, I was happy, and some of me still wished I could go back, even If I never

was.

We didn't say anything more when I was tired, I was leaning back on the bed, still naked under the shirt wanting to sleep, and I didn't want to see him go now that he was done, curling my way into the pillow, holding it harder, preparing to start crying when the weight disappeared from the end of the bed. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and waited for him to either, tell me he was sorry or just leave, not even saying that; whatever it was going to be, I already hated it.

"Shit!" I gasped, feeling the body behind me pulling me back against him. I heard a small chuckle like he didn't know what the fuck he was doing either when I was still having a minor heart attack over Jonah spooning me like he didn't just tell me that this was just him fucking me and not anything else.

"Jonah....?" I was too scared to turn around, feeling his arm around my waist, holding me close, leaning his head down, and taking deep breaths from my hair like he needed that just as much as I needed him holding me.

"Don't... let's just pretend... okay... just for tonight..." He didn't say anything more when I made a hurt sound, not wanting to wake up and see that he was gone tomorrow.

I was about to turn over and tell him that I couldn't. I just couldn't f*****g let him hold me and then go back to Shailene; that was going to break me even more than him telling me that he didn't want to kiss me.

"Andrea, please... please just for tonight...." He was begging me when I felt his arm around me getting tighter, afraid to let go when I made a big sigh, hating how east he just pushed me over, knowing that I didn't want him to leave either. "Alright... just for tonight Jonah..." I curled more back up against him, closing my eyes and feeling so fucking safe.