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I feel Jared drawing circles on my toned stomach and I smile. Every time his fingertips touch a new part of my skin, more of my body is on fire. I slowly open my eyes to see that the sun had come up. I quickly sit up.
"What time is it, J.J?"
He smiled. "No worries. I called Violet and told her to cover for you."
I giggled. "Violet? You called Violet? I thought she hated you."
He smirked. "She does. Luckily, when I called her, she told me she already covered for you. Before she hung up on me anyways."
I sighed happily, laying back down. "Good, because I don't want to leave yet."
He squeezed me tighter to him. "I don't want you to leave yet."
I turned so my face was toward his. "Oh really? I thought you'd be tired of me by now."
He gently kissed me. "Never. I will always love you. Even when we're 110 years old, I will still be in love with you. I can't ever stop loving you. It's impossible."
I smile as I lean in and kiss him. It doesn't take long for my whole body to become on fire because as soon as we kiss, he's everywhere. I need him more than I need air. No, that doesn't begin to describe how much I need him. He's my world. I can't imagine my life without him. It's just not possible.
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As soon as this memory ends, another one begins.
I smile as I watch the sun fade behind the mountains. I feel Devon's arms snake around my waist from behind. I know it isn't Jared because whenever Devon touches me, it's different than with Jared. Whenever his skin touches mine, there is electricity instead of fire. It's almost as if I love two people the same, just in different ways.
"Mmmh. Have I ever told you how wonderful you smell?" He asks as he takes a breath next to my neck.
I laugh. "Thank you? I uh, that was random. You smell good too."
He chuckles. "Thanks. I just thought I'd let you know. Just because."
I smile. "I missed you."
"I was only gone for two weeks, love."
My cheeks heat up. "I know, but it was two weeks too many."
He laughs. "I got you something when I was away."
I turn to face him. "Really?"
"Really."
"And what might that be?"
"I got you this." He pulls out a small silver box.
I gasp as soon as I open the lid. A beautiful charm bracelet with a diamond heart locket hanging from it. Inside, there aren't any pictures; instead it just has something engraved in its place. Lottie, My Love For You Will Last Forever. - D
"Devon it's... it's beautiful. Muchas Gracias. I love it." I gently kiss him.
"I am in love with you, Scarlett. I love you more than anything in the world. My heart is no longer mine. It belongs to you."
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One more memory quickly captured my mind. It only lasts a second, but it was my most precious memory of all.
He glances at me, and I smile. It is the first time I've ever seen him, and I already know I'm going to love him more than anyone or anything for the rest of my life. It isn't that I'm just strongly influenced by my emotions and I'm saying this as I figure of speech. No, as soon as we made eye contact my heart felt as if the missing piece is back where it belongs. I can see it in his eyes that he feels it too. I know it's true as he walks over here and his lips instantly connect with mine. When they touch, it's as if they were made for each other. They fit perfectly together. His eyes open as we separate, and at that moment, I know he knows it too.
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I felt Jared drawing circles on my stomach when I awoke. I knew he didn't mean to, it was just a habit from our past years together. I hadn't opened my eyes yet. I didn't want to. I knew that when I did, he would stop. It was only something he would do when he thought I was sleeping. I also knew that when I moved, I would feel a painful urge to rid my most recent meal. That was something I wasn't looking for.
As soon as I felt the sun shining high in the sky, I knew it was time to get up. With dread, I quickly crawled out of the truck and ran to the nearest trash can. As soon as I was finished, I sheepishly made my way back to the truck. I ignored Jared's knowing eyes and after rinsing my mouth with the compact mouthwash, crawled back into bed. I reached for my iPod, hoping Jared wouldn't ask any questions.
"Scarlett." His voice was strained.
"Jared."
"Is it what I think it is?" Frustrated.
"I don't know what your thought process happens to be."
"Are you?"
"Am I what?"
"P-pregnant?"
I gulped. I knew I would have to tell him eventually, but not here. Not now. Devon deserved to know first. Actually, who really does deserve to know first? My fiancée or the father?
"I need to go to a doctor."
"Well, than get in the front. I'll take you to one." His teeth were gritted.
I shook my head. "I need to get home. I have to talk to Devon first."
Silence.
"Look, I'll walk home if I have to. I will go to a doctor. I promise, I just... I want him to be there with me when I go."
He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. "Scar, I'll take you home. I will, but wouldn't you rather be 100% sure before you go home and tell him? There's no point in getting him worked up over nothing if you aren't."
I sighed, rubbing my temples. "I don't need to. I'm 99.9% sure that I am. I had four tests tell me..."
He gripped my hand. "Don't you want to be 100% sure? My older sister works at a pregnancy center in town that area, and she would gladly test to see if you are or not." I started to protest, but he interrupted me. "And if you don't want my sister to do the test, I can ask her if she would set you up with another person. I won't even tell her your name, if you wish."
It didn't take long for us to make it to First Way. I didn't care who did the urinary test, as long as somebody did it. It wasn't like getting an ultrasound, it wasn't as dramatic. Devon could be there for all of those, this test wasn't as important to me. I already knew what the results were going to be. I stopped hoping that I wasn't pregnant, and started planning for what I was going to do when I had the baby.
The car ride home was just as silent as it was driving to the store. It wasn't an awkward sort of silence, it was rather gloomy. Jared wasn't happy with the results, for what reason I didn't know. He didn't care about me, he wanted out as much as I did. He shouldn't care.
"So what are you going to do with it?" He finally asked once we were almost home.
"I don't know yet. I'm still pondering giving the little darling up for adoption, but that's only if Devon decides he isn't ready to be a father, and it depends on the environment that they would grow up in. I might end up keeping the baby though."
He nodded. "What are you going to do if our parents force us into this thing?"
I shrugged. "I'm not going to worry about it until it comes up. I doubt they'll make us keep to the agreement seeing the current situation."
He seemed to ponder this. "I don't know. It's almost as if they don't have much of a choice in our situation. It's almost as if somebody is forcing them to force us."
I shook my head. "Why would anybody care if you and I got married? It's illogical. Nobody cares. Actually, I could name a few people who would be glad to see us not getting married."
"I know. But still..." He paused. "In case something...happens between you and Devon, I just want you to know, I'll take care of you and the baby. I know I'm not the father, hell, I'm not even your boyfriend, but I-" He sighed.
"What I'm trying to say is I'll be there for you, Scar, always. Even if it's just as friends. I still care for you."
I smiled at him, giving his hand a small squeeze. "You don't know how much that means to me."
He smirked, but kept his smart remark to himself.
We were silent the rest of the way up to the apartment. I wasn't looking forward to telling Devon. Not. A. Bit. Of course, I know Devon. He wouldn't end this relationship just because of something happening like this. He would stick with me through it all. It's just the way he was raised. The part that I'm nervous about is him finding out I was gone all night sleeping in the back of Jared's truck. He might take the baby thing o.k. but that is something we promised each other we'd never do. I was just too tired and numb to care about that last night. Something I'm starting to regret now.
"Scarlett, sweetheart, I got Jared's call. Are you alright, love?" Devon enveloped me in a hug.
"What did he tell you?" I asked warily. He wouldn't tell him about the-the child. Would he?
"He told me that you had a rough night last night, and ended up crashing in the back of his truck." He gave me a weak smile.
"Nothing happened between us last night. I promise. I know we agreed that we wouldn't stay the night with anybody of the opposite sex, and I feel horrible for breaking it, but I swear nothing happened. I love you more than anything. I had a terrible breakdown, and I was so numb and extremely tired to care. Which was careless, and I'm so sorry. I promise it won't happen again. It shouldn't have happened in the first-" Devon pressed his lips against mine, cutting me off. Apparently he isn't too mad.
"And just so you know, I dreamt of you." I told him. Leaving out the part that he wasn't the only guy I dreamt of that night.
He smiled. "I know. You talk in your sleep, remember? When Jared called this morning, he told me. He also told me you had something you wanted to talk to me about?"
I gritted my teeth. Por Dios! Jared promised he wouldn't tell. Well, technically he didn't tell, but still, same difference. Oh well, I guess I had to get it over with sooner or later. I guess it's sooner rather than later thanks to Jared.
"So what is it, love?"
"You know, it's not that big of a deal, really. I can always tell you about it later. I kinda want to go swimming. Do you want to go swimming? Do you like to swim? I like to swim. Then we can go to the store and get some peanut butter, or better yet, we can get some Resces peanut butter cups! Doesn't that sound like a plan? I think it's a great plan. We can talk about this later."
"Lottie."
"I forgot."
He gave me a stern look. I sighed.
"Okay, I didn't forget, I'm a procrastinator. I don't really want to talk about it yet."
He shrugged. "Okay, if that's what you want... I have never forced you to do something you don't want too, and I won't now. But, wouldn't it be easier to just get it off of your chest. Then we can go swimming, and I'll get you as many peanut butter cups as you can eat. Wouldn't it make the peanut butter cups much more enjoyable without all the guilt of not telling me?"
Dang it. He knows me too well. "Do you really want to know?"
"Yes, love." He gave me an encouraging smile.
I sighed as I felt my palms get clammy. "Uhm, well, you see... It's just that, I-I'm, well you, actually we are um, you know, just going to be, um, what's the word?"
Devon gently kissed me. "It's okay, love. Whatever it is, I can handle it."
If I wasn't so nervous I would have laughed. He might be able to handle anything, but I don't know if he can handle this. "Kiss me again. It calms my-"
As soon as we were finished, and with a reassuring smile from him, I decided that now was better than never. "I-I'm...I'm pregnant."
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So what do you guys think? I know it's a cliffhanger, but please forgive me, it was just too tempting. So in her last memory, who do you think it was about? Devon, Jared, or somebody else?? Tell me what you think. Oh, and Team Jared? Or Team Devon?
So far, Team Jared: 2
Team Devon: 2
I hate to say this, but the more comments and votes I get, the sooner I'll upload. On both of my stories. Muchas Gracias!! (:
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