~~****Where the Miracle Happens****
(Please ignore mistakes.)
It's three days after Beca's due date and everyone has been very cautious, she could pop at any moment. Since her separation from Jesse, Beca has been staying with Chloe. Though Chloe has numerously reassured her that she's not, Beca feels like a burden. She tries to help out as much as she can but, being nine months along, there's not much that she can do or that Chloe will let her do. Her days have been filled with doing nothing but sitting on the couch feeling worthless while Chloe does everything.
One morning, the baby moved just right, waking Beca up. Not able to fall asleep with the sudden hunger growing, she did something that she hasn't done in a long while. She put her top secret cooking skills to use and decided to whip up a nice big breakfast for her, Chloe, and the baby.
Little more than ten minutes later, Chloe wakes up to the delightful smell of eggs and bacon wafting into her room. With her mouth watering, she dragged herself put of bed and followed the beautiful scent to the culprit. She entered the kitchen just in time to see Beca place a bowl of eggs on the counter with the other varieties of breakfast food. Chloe eyed Beca's handy work, amazement written all over her face.
"Good morning." Beca's voice pulled Chloe back to the land of the living. "You made all of this?" Chloe asked. Beca followed her gaze before answering with an enthusiastic, "Yup."
"I didn't know you can cook "
"Unless your name is Jesse Swanson, there's no way you would've known. He's the only one I've ever cooked for up until now. It's not something I enjoy doing."
"I don't know. Pregnancy, maybe." Chloe nodded a little then continued to stare at the food. "You know it's not just there for its impeccably great looks. You can eat it, it won't hurt you." Beca said, putting emphasis on the word can.
"Promise?" Chloe asked with a wink. Beca smiled and rolled her eyes as she handed Chloe s plate.
Chloe began piling food onto her plate as Beca poured them a drink. Coffee for Chloe, milk for Beca and the baby. Beca then joined Chloe at the table with a plate piled with breakfast foods all mixed into one. Chloe watched in disgust as Beca added a few ingredients to her breakfast. She added; chocolate syrup, maple syrup, ketchup, peanut butter, nutella, mustard, A1 you know, the usual weird pregnancy cravings. Beca mixed the concoctions of liquids into her breakfast and took a huge bite, making Chloe cringe.
"What?" Beca asked when she caught a glimpse of Chloe's uneasy look. Chloe shook her head and replied, "Nothing. You're cravings are just, disgusting."
"What craving? This is how I always eat my breakfast." Chloe just looked at her. "I'm just kidding. This is definitely the pregnancy."
It's that awful time after every great meal to do the dreaded cleaning. The girls crinkled their noses at the huge mess their breakfast created. "Well, I guess we better get started." Chloe said then turned some music on. Beca watched her perky ginger make a complete fool out of herself as she danced around before joining her. They were laughing and doing terrible karaoke and half of the mess was cleaned up in no time.
With all of the goofing around, Beca didn't feel the first couple of conractions rumble through her but when the third one came, there was no mistaking it. Beca dropped the plate she was holding as the awful pain tore through her abdomen. The sound of the plate shattering on the ground was enough to get Chloe's attention. Chloe turned around to see Beca leaning against the counter, holding her stomach. She leaped over the shattered glass and held Beca's arm in support.
"Oh my God! Beca!" she yelled as Beca let out an awful groan."Chloe, get the baby bag. I think it's time."
"Sh*t! Seriously!" Chloe began freaking out, forgetting everything that had Beca told her to do when this time came. "I don't remember what to do. What do I do? Do I call Jesse? I should call Jesse, right? I mean, I'm sure he would want to know his child is about to be born."
"Chloe! Just get me to the hospital before my son comes flying across your f*cking floor!" Beca spit through clenched teeth.
"Right. Car, keys, shoes. God, I'm so scared." Beca's head shot up to look at Chloe. "You're scared? Really? I am about to push a human being through my vagina and you're scared?!" Beca started to raise her voice as she lost control of her emotions.
After carefully getting Beca into the car, Chloe grabbed Beca's phone and began searching for Jesse's number. She fumbled with it a little bit before Jesse's face with the number under it popped up onto the screen and she heard a light ringing. He answered as Chloe dropped into the driver's seat.
"Hey Jesse, it's Chloe. Beca needs to talk to you." she said then shoved the phone against Beca's ear.
"Beca, what's going on?" Jesse asked, getting worried from Chloe's fast paced words. "Jesse." Beca said, trying not to let on how happy she was to hear his voice again. "Are you ok?" Jesse asked. "Yeah I'm fine, great actually. It's time, Jesse."
"The time? It's 10:30. Couldn't you just use your phone to check that?"
"No Jesse, not that time. It's the time, baby time." It was silent as Jesse took a minute to comprehend what she had just said. Suddenly, there was a loud ruffling against the phone speaker as Jesse jerked up at the words. "Oh my God, ok, breathe Bec. Umm..." he forgot everything the birthing classes had taught him. "Sh*t, I can't remember! This would be so much easier if I was with you."
Beca gripped the passenger side door, screaming as another contraction roared through her. "Jesse!!" she yelled in pain hoping that Jesse would come up with something. "Breathe baby, breathe." Jesse said, demonstrating the breathing technique. Beca mimicked his breathing and it calmed her down until yet another contraction came. She squeezed the phone and screamed again.
"Remember to breathe, Beca." Chloe reminded her only to get chewed out. "Chloe you are so f*cking annoying! You're voice is like f*cking needles to my ear drums! I know how to f*cking breathe so just shut the f*ck up!" Chloe cowered away from the little stick of dynamite that will go off at the most random times. "I'm so sorry, Chlo. I didn't mean it, you know I love you." Beca immediately apologized.
"It's ok just talk." she shrugged it off and put the phone back up to Beca's ear. "Bec, you gotta try to stay calm baby. Breathe. Think happy."
"The only f*cking thing I can think of right now is getting to the f*cking hospital! Chloe, what the f*ck are you doing? Trying to beat a f*cking turtle in a race to see who can go the f*cking slowest? Put the f*cking pedal to that f*cking medal and drive!" Beca mentally punched herself. "Sh*t, I'm sorry Chlo. Please hurry. This is so painful." Chloe took the phone from Beca.
"Jesse, get the appointment ready. We're about ten minutes away and if I'm in this car any longer than I have to be, I swear your baby won't have a mother." she said, getting frustrated with Beca's mood swings. She hung up and drove as fast as she could.
Jesse dropped his phone and, without changing out of his pajamas, rushed to the hospital. On arrival, he ran to the front desk. "I have an appointment for Swanson." the nurse typed something into her computer before giving Jesse a skeptical look. "You don't look like you're carrying a baby."
"What? No. My ex-fiance is. Her friend is bringing her, they're on their way." Just then, the door opened to reveal a screaming Beca holding onto Chloe for dear life. Jesse ran to the woman carrying his child and carfully picked her up bridal style. Beca wrapped her arms tightly around him, trying not to scream into his ear. "What room?" he asked the nurse.
The stubby little lady emerged from behind the counter and lead them to a room, leaving Chloe to wait. "How far apart are the contractions?" the nurse asked as Jesse set Beca down on the edge of the bed. Through clenched teeth Beca replied, "I don't f*cking know!"
"Sorry. She curses like a sailor when she's in pain." Jesse apologized for Beca. "So I see. Help her into this and someone will be with you soon." the nurse said and tossed him a hospital gown then left. Beca screamed again and Jesse took action.
"Beca. Look at me baby." he said standing in front of her and pulling the hair out of her face. Beca opened her eyes and peered into his. "I need you to breathe, ok? You need to calm down and keep control."
"I can't, Jess. It f*cking hurts." she said in a crackling voice.
"Yes you can, I believe you can." she scrunched her eyes in pain as another contraction hit. "Bec, look at me. Keep looking at me and just breathe." Beca obeyed and slowly began calming down. "You good?" she nodded. "Now I gotta get you changed, can you get to the bathroom? I'll help you with all of it." she nodded again. "Ok, wrap your arms around my neck and hold tight." she obeyed and Jesse carefully lifted her off the bed and helped her into the bathroom.
"How are we doing in here?" the doctor asked when he entered the room.
Beca was lying on the bed with Jesse beside her, their hands tangled together. Beca was drenched in sweat causing her hair and hospital gown to stick to her. Another contraction came and Jesse felt it as well when Beca's hand clamped around his, squeezing hard.
"Just great." Beca answered sarcastically when the pain stopped jabbing her stomach. "Uh doc, the contractions are getting closer together." Jesse added. "How close would you say?" the doctor asked as he jotted something onto his clipboard of notes. "Few minutes, I think. I can't be too precise, keeping Beca calm is my main priority."
The doctor knelt down and checked how far Beca was in the dialation process. "She still has a few more centimeters to dialate. It shouldn't be too much longer." he said then left the room. Beca let out an exasperated sigh and fell back onto the bed.
"It's ok, Bec. You're doing great." Jesse said, gently removing the hair from her face. "You may end up breaking my hand before it's all said and done but..." Beca chuckled a little, which was what he was going for. "There's that beautiful smile." she pushed herself up onto her elbows. "Thank you for being here, Jesse."
"Where else would I be?"
"I don't know but you could be doing whatever you want, wherever you instead you're here with me. Thank you." Jesse cupped her cheek in his hand. "There's no where else I'd rather be than with you." she gave him a giddy smile before realizing that she was and pulling back. The doctor came back and, without a word, checked her dialation.
"You're very close now. Would you like the epidural?" Beca and Jesse glanced at each other and simeotaneouly answered, "Yes."
"Do you ever get the feeling that these gyneacologists are just huge perverts who chose their career based solely on their love of women and their womenly parts?"Beca leaned her head back and quietly laughed. "I miss making you laugh. I miss you." She cupped his cheek in her hand and gave him a sympathetic look. "I know what you're gonna say. We can't have a relationship if you don't trust me."
"No. I wasn't gonna say anything. I was just gonna do this." she quickly leaned forward and connected her lips to Jesse's. It was soft and sweet and they both realized just how much they missed this. Their tongues barely touched when yet another contraction hit worse than the rest and the doctor reentered the room just in time.
Beca grabbed Jesse's hand and squeezed. Her nails dug into his palm, drawing blood but Jesse pushed the pain aside and tried calming her down. "Remember Bec, breathe." she slammed her hand onto his chest, grabbing a handful of his shirt and pulling him closer to her. "You did this to me you worthless piece of sh*t! I f*cking hate you!" She immediately let go of his shirt and hugged his arm with one arm. "No I don't hate you, I love you much. Please stay with me." she pressed her lips against his forearm.
He pushed her hair back and kissed her forehead before pressing his against it. "I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay with you as long as you want me to." Still holding his arm, Beca closed her eyes as Jesse ran his fingers through her damp hair. "Ok, we're ready. Can you help get her into proper position Mr. Swanson? She seems to listen to you better." the nurse interrupted their moment.
Jesse removed his fingers from Beca's hair and carefully helped her sit up. "Lean forward and wrap your arms around your husband's neck, keeping your back straight." the nurse instructed. Beca did as she was told, ignoring the nurse's mistake. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Jesse's neck and pressing her forehead against his. "You'll feel a pinch." the doctor said then jabbed the needle into Beca's spine. Her fingers dug into Jesse's skin a little as the needle broke through hers.
"And we're done. We'll put this equipment up and be back to check on you." the doctor said as he and the nurses packed everything up and exited the room. Jesse helped Beca lay back down and began running his fingers through her hair again. "Feel better?" he asked as she stared up at him, mentally admiring his beauty. She nodded and wrapped his free hand in one of hers, running the other up and down his arm.
Suddenly, the contractions returned, hitting at less than a minute apart causing Beca to scream in pain. Jesse ushered the doctor in and he confirmed that the baby is indeed coming. Grabbing a couple of nurses for back up, he immediately got to work delivering the baby. "On the count of three, I'm gonna need you to push. Ok? One...two...three PUSH!"
Gripping Jesse's hand so tight he lost feeling in his fingers, Beca screams as she strains her muscles to work together and force this baby out. "I see the head! Keep going!" the doctor yells over Beca's cries of pain. Beca pushes harder and, with the help of Jesse's words of encouragement, they hear the first scream as their baby boy's head emerges from his mother. "Keep going baby, you're almost there." Jesse continues encouraging her.
Finally, "You have a healthy little boy." the doctor announced as the baby is fully ejected from the inside of Beca. Beca let put a relieved sigh as Jesse kissed her temple. "You did great." he whispered into her as they watched the doctor clip the umbilical chord and prepared their little boy to meet mommy and daddy and the rest of his family.
Beca and Jesse smiled with excitement as the doctor walked toward them with their baby. He carefully handed him to Beca and she and Jesse peered down at their beautiful creation with adoration.
"God he's so beautiful." Beca said as her boy's tiny hand wrapped around her finger. "Yes he is." Jesse agreed, lightly caressing his baby's head before moving his fingers to Beca's chin. She looked at him, his fingers gently running across her cheek. "He gets it from his mom." he said quietly before leaning down, taking her lips in his. Their tongues connected this time and they kept it soft and sweet, basking in the wonderful feeling of their lips connecting once again. Of them connecting once again.
"Woah guys, don't squash the poor child." Chloe said as she entered the room. "It's not like they'd have a problem creating another. Its barely been five minutes since the baby was born and they're already eating each other." Amy added, following Chloe in. "Don't talk like that. It took me forever to get over the first pregnancy." Dr. Mitchell said, making his way to Beca's side. "Can I?" he gestured to the baby.
"Well, Jesse hasn't yet."
"Its ok, let your dad hold him. Its the least I can do after knocking his only daughter up."
"Ok." she said then carefully handed the child to her dad, instructing him on how to hold him. "Bec, I know how to hold a baby." her dad cut her off.
"Sorry. New mother worries."
Dr. Mitchell began lightly rocking his grandson as he talked to him. "Hi buddy, I'm your grandpa Mitchell. I'm mommy's daddy but you can call me the cool grandpa that does the opposite of what your parents say." everyone chuckled at his words though Beca knew he was serious.
"I must say, Beca and Jesse." he said, looking up at the new parents. "I'm still not fond of you getting freaky with my daughter but the results are pretty exquisite."
"Yes, he is so adorable." Chloe said, peering over Dr. Mitchell's shoulder. He carefully handed the baby over to Chloe, Stacie and Amy immediately flocking her and talking to him. "So, what are you guys gonna name him?" Chloe asked. "Yeah, what?" everyone else asked. Beca and Jesse looked at each other.
"I was thinking James. Like that grandpa you told me you were very close to." Beca suggested. Jesse smiled at the gesture. "I was thinking Andrew. To honor your fallen brother." Jesse suggested, absentmindedly revealing a Mitchell Family Secret. It fell silent as everyone looked at Beca.
"You have a brother?" Amy asked the question that everyone was thinking. "Yeah, used to anyway." Beca answered. "How did we not know about this?" Aubrey asked, fighting back the control freak threatening to escape.
"He was stationed in Vietnam a few years ago. He was scheduled to come home a couple days before his birthday but he never came. Instead, his captain came and have us the bad news. It was a sneak attack, nobody saw it coming." Beca explained, the tears singing her eyes.
Jesse wrapped her in his arms and she buried her face into his chest. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say anything. It slipped out." Jesse apologized before placing a light kiss on the top of her head. "It's fine, Jess." she accepted his apology. The room fell silent.
"Oh! I got it!" Chloe suddenly erupted into excitement, scaring the group of friends. "You can name him Andrew James and call him AJ for short!"
"That's a great idea." Stacie chimed in. "You can use both your brother and your grandpa's name and not have to worry about lame nicknames like Andy. It's perfect."
"Andrew James Mitchell-Swanson." Jesse said his son's full name aloud and smiled down at Beca. "I love it, Chlo." Beca said with a smile. "Now can I have my boy back?" she held her arms out toward Chloe. Chloe chuckled but handed AJ back to his mother.
After an hour of friends and family passing my baby around, I finally get some time alone (with Jesse) to rest my aching body.
The doctor took AJ to the nursery and a little bit after, everyone began leaving. My dad was the last to go. After stopping to hug me and give Jesse a quick but stern glare, he left, leaving me and Jesse alone. Just how I want it.
Jesse, sitting on the bed beside me, ran his fingers though my hair as my head rested on his chest, listening to the soothing sound of the his calm heartbeat. Normally, this would be very soothing but this time, unfortunately, it's not. There's a huge elephant in the room at the moment.
The kiss. Well, kisses if you want to get precise.
The truth? It was amazing. The feeling of his lips sliding over mine for the first time in almost a month, it just felt so perfectly right. It felt as if the universe was reaching out to me, telling me that we belong together. I know we do. That first moment when his lips barely grazed mine, the realization of how much I miss him hit me like a ton of bricks.
Laying here now with the sound of his heart beating against his chest, I know that there is nobody else for me. I want to lay here all day but when I hear the awful growling being produced by his stomach, I realize not moving is not an option.
"Jess, are you hungry?" I asked as the growling sound grew stronger. "I'm starving. I rushed over here this morning to be with you and I haven't eaten a thing all day." his lips lightly brushed against my forehead as he spoke. "Why don't you go get something to eat?"
"For the first time tonight, you seem comfortable. I don't wanna ruin it." I lifted my head to look at him. He pressed his forehead against mine as I spoke. "That's sweet but you need to eat." I couldn't stop myself from glancing at his lips. "How's a burger with everything on it sound?"
"Great." I answered. He slowly eased his body out from beneath mine and reached for his jacket. After pulling it over his shoulders, he began to stand up but I stopped him, pulling him back down. He looked at me and I ever so lightly slid my lips between his, cupping his cheek in my hand. His lips slowly slid over mine then gradually got faster. His tongue traced my bottom lip, wanting to deepen the kiss but I pulled away.
He looked at me with lustful eyes. "I need to get the food, right?" he asked with a smile. "Yeah." he slid his shoes on as I debated on whether or not to tell him what's on my mind. He stood up and slid his wallet into his pocket when I decided to say it. "Hey, Jess." I said before he could take a step. "Yeah, Bec?"
"When you get back, we need to talk about this. About us." hope flickered in his eyes when I mentioned take possibility of us. "Ok Bec." he said then placed a quick peck on my forehead. I watched him walk away, only thinking one thing.
I want him back.
"One loaded burger and large chocolate shake for the new mother." Jesse said as he reentered the room a half an hour later, holding a Hardy's bag and two milkshakes. "Oh thank God! You're a life saver!" I said, snatching the bag and pulling out its contents. Jesse watched me with a huge smile as I shoved the oversized burger into my bird-like mouth and took a huge bite. "What?" I asked, mouth full of cow. He just chuckled as he set the shakes down on the tray beside me and retook his seat beside me.
"You got a little ketchup." he gently ran his finger down the corner of my mouth. Our eyes locked until I started to feel self concious and pulled them away. He removed his finger from my face and sure enough there was red from the ketchup on it. He licked it off before handing me a shake and engorging in his own burger. We ate in silence, only the sound of wrinkling papers to be heard.
"So, that was delicious." Jesse said, breaking the awkward silence. "Yeah. Thanks, by the way."
"Oh, no problem. After what you did today, that's the least I can do." then there was silence. Awkward silence.
"So....I'm sorry, you go...no you go...ok I'll go." we spoke in sync.
"That was creepy." I said, finally breaking the synchronization. "Yeah, it was. You can go first." he said being a gentleman as usual. I took a deep breath before speaking.
"We need to talk." I started but he stopped me. "About the kiss-es? Yes we do. I need to know, were they real?" I crinkled my eyebrows to show my confusion. "Was there real feeling behind it, like did you kiss me because you wanted to or was it just pregnancy hormones?" I didn't answer right away causing him to look away and think the worst.
"They were real, Jess." I quickly answered and his eyes fluttered up to meet mine. "Really?" he asked. "Yeah, really. I miss you." I saw him smile before he quickly connected his lips to mine, again.
He leaned forward, pressing me back against the bed. He hovered an inch above me and began kissing down my neck. I know that when you have just given birth it's usually painful just think about having sex but being with Jesse throws that pain right out of the door. I want him so bad right now. He trailed to my earlobe and closed his warm lips around it before pulling away and lightly blowing where he just kissed. He knows just what it takes to drive me crazy.
"You're lucky we're in a hospital right now. I just want to rip your clothes off and..." I cut him off, "God don't tell me. I don't wanna know what you would do to me. I just wanna experience it."
He chuckled before burying his face in my neck. He immediately found my sweet spot and focused on it, teasing it and making me squirm. "F*ck! I hate f*cking hospitals." I said into his ear as my nails dug into his back. I felt him smile against my neck as he continued kissing it.
I couldn't stand it any longer and, pulling his head from neck, I crashed his lips to mine. His tongue immediately jolted into my mouth, meeting mine and I welcomed it. I was so lost in the amazing feeling his every touch sent me that I almost didn't hear the frustrated woman's voice calling for Jesse.
I pulled away from him to see a beautiful blonde standing at the doorway of my hospital room. I looked from her to Jesse as she looked from Jesse to me. "What the h*ll is going on here?!" the woman asked. I looked at Jesse, "I'm wondering the same thing."
He sighed before pulling himself off of me. "Emily, what are you doing here?" he asked, not taking his eyes off of me. "I called your place but one of your friends picked up. He said that the b*tch that you knocked up went into labor a few hours ago so I put 2 and 2 together."
"I'm surprised you can even count to 2." I said, retaliating for the b*tch comment. Her head immediately flicked to me and her eyes squinted.
"You must be the b*tch."
"And you must be Barbie."
"Make fun of me for the way I look all you want. I'm the one that gets to sleep with Jesse."
"I'm surprised you even got him, he doesn't usually go for half plastic girls."
"At least I know how to use a plastic."
"They're called rubbers and that's your loss. He's better without the condom."
"Or maybe you were hoping getting pregnant would make him stay with you instead of being with me, the woman he loves." I couldn't help but laugh at these words. "Why are you laughing?"
"We were talking about getting married way before I hot pregnant. And trust me, he doesn't love you. Blonde bimbos aren't his type."
"And slutty emos are?" Jesse attempted to shut her up but it didn't work. "You know there's nothing in that apartment that has anything to do with you? Not one thing. And you know why? Because he's over you. Because he doesn't give the slightest f*ck about you anymore nor has he ever."
"Emily!!" Jesse yelled, jumping to his feet. "Shut the f*ck up. You are so wrong about all of this. You're the slut, I wanted the baby, I love Beca, I wanted and still want to marry her, and you're just an easy girl that was there the night I got drunk after losing the love of my life. Okay? So can please just back off?"
"Don't call me that. I'm not your baby. What part of rebound can't you understand? Look, you helped me when I was at my worst and I the k you for that but now you're turning into a creepy stalker and I'm this close to calling the cops. Now, go." he said then gently nudged her put of the door.
She began to say something but Jesse shut the door in her face. After pulling the blinds down, he slowly turned to face face me. The tears pulling my eyes, I looked at my bed and away from him.
"Please say something." he said quietly, sounding as if he were holding back tears. "Like what?"
"I don't know, just, something."
"Ok. Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. "Because there was nothing to tell. I lost you. I was devastated and Donald took me out to find a rebound. After getting a couple drinks in, I found Emily and she relieved me from my broken heart for a few minutes. That's it. I immediately regretted it."
"So what? You just left and never saw her again?"
"No. I explained that I was still in love with you and she seemed cool about it. But then a few days later she shows up at the apartment, demanding me to rip her clothes off and take her right there. I denied and she just went crazy. Beca, I love you. You gotta believe me."
"If you love me, then why did you get rid everything that had anything to do with me? You don't do that if you love someone."
"They're gone, they're just boxed up. They were too painful to look at. Everyday I'd see them and they'd remind that I no longer have you. Don't the pictures of me on your phone make you feel the same way?" I didn't say anything.
He is right.
Though he's good looking and very photogenic, it hurts me to look at those pictures. They remind me of the time we were together. Of the time we were happy. Of the time that I could call him mine. They remind me that all of that is no longer true, and it kills me.
"See?" he asked, taking my silence as his answer. He sat down in front of me and took my hand in his. "Beca, please stay with me."
"I can't." I said barely audible. "Please Beca, I don't want to lose you." he begged. I wiped away the tear that was trailing down his cheek. "I mean I literally can't. My mom was diagnosed with cancer. She has an estimated 2 1/2 years to live, 3 if she's lucky. I've gotta be there for her."
"Oh my God, Bec. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"My mouth was a little occupied."
"Right. Well, we still don't have to be apart. I can go with you."
"I don't think that's such a good idea."
"You really shouldn't be alone at time like this."
"I won't be, I'll have AJ."
"All the more reason why I should go with you. You can't take my son away from me especially not after what happened with us."
"Jess, please. You're just making this harder."
"Why is it hard? All you have to do is let me go with you."
"I don't want you to go with me." I quickly replied. He shut up but looked pretty hurt. "After tonight, I don't think it's a good idea for us to be together again."
"But, earlier, about the kisses, you said.."
"I know what I said and I do still love you, I really do but that thing with Emily."
"Emily doesn't mean anything to me."
"I know and that's the problem. After years of being with you I've never once seen you use someone for your benefit. But that girl, do you realize how much you hurt her? We may not admit it but to us women, sex isn't just for fun. She really felt for you Jesse and you just shot her down. What if you lose interest in me and do the same thing?"
"I won't. It's different for us, Beca. I love you."
"But what if you do Jess? Just think about how that will effect not only me but AJ." he was quiet which told me I was getting through to him. "I love you but I can't be with you, at least not yet. Please respect that." he nodded a little as a couple tears ran down his cheeks. "Ok, when are you leaving?" he asked. "A few months whenever AJ can start to walk." he nodded and it went quiet for a moment.
"I think you should go now. I don't want it to be any harder."
"Yeah, you're probably right." he said then slowly slumped to the door. "Goodbye Jess." I said when he opened the door. He turned to face me, "It's not goodbye, its only the beginning. I'll see you later." I smiled at his optimism.
"See you later." I said and, with that, he left.
So, I'm working on chapter 4 now. It'll be up soon. Sorry for any mistakes.
Stay tuned for updates on the Don't You Forget About Me sequel. And, try not to give up on this book yet. I know its not great but I'm trying.
For now, y'all just keep being y'all!!!!