The Deal...

The Deal...Roxanne and Johnathan

Backtrack to July 4.

Roxanne

I awoke slightly sore, but there was still a smile plastered on my face. It disappeared when I realized why I was happy yet damaged. I groaned and nuzzled back into the sheets. Why did I have to sleep with John? I felt his body pressed against my naked chest and I sighed. I had to get out of here. I promised my mom I would help her with the decorations for today.

I heard my phone ringing and John began to stir in his sleep. I reached over on the nightstand and silenced the obnoxious ringing by answering the incoming phone call.

"Hey mom, give me a second please," I said as I started to wiggle myself free from John's grasp. I managed to slip out and walk to the bathroom without waking him up.

"Roxanne, you still there?" my mom questioned on the other end.

I pressed my phone to my ear as soon as I closed the bathroom door with an audible sigh."Yes, I'm here. What's up?"

"I'm just calling to let you know we don't need you to come to help us."

"What? Why not?" It was the only thing I was looking forward to all week.

"Something's come up with the Sanchez’s. I haven’t anything from them since they mentioned their daughter helping you with your unexpected pregnancy.

Izabella helping me? I haven't seen her since the morning I broke up with Johnny. Did I just refer to him as Johnny? What did this mean? His words began replaying in my mind.

He wanted to be here for the baby and I. He wanted to get back together with me. But, did I want the same? I already slept with the guy- accepting his apology- but could we really have a baby together?

"ROXANNE?!" my mother yelled, snapping me out of my debate.

"Sorry, I was daydreaming," I lied

"So, how's everything with the baby?" I was surprised she was asking this question.

"Fine. I haven't been throwing up in two days," I told her. What I didn’t tell her was the fact I haven’t been to work and I haven’t been eating as much as I should, despite being pregnant.

"That's odd. Although, not every woman throws up constantly during their first 6 weeks.

"Ok. Well, mom, I'll call you later. I'm going to go eat breakfast."

"Ok. I love you."

"Love you too, bye."

I hung up and sighed. Where was Izabella? Why did her parents think she was with me? The only places I could think of are with Stacie or at her own apartment. I'll have to remind myself to call her and find out where she was.

"Rox, you in there?" I heard John's deep voice ask and my body grew tense. Great, he was awake. Now I have to deal with the fact that I slept with him.

"Um, yeah?"

"You coming out anytime soon? I really have to pee," he told me. I flushed at his words and opened the door to be greeted with John.

"Morning," I murmured as I saw his naked body. Neither of us was wearing clothes, but around two was not on my to-do list this morning.

"Morning beautiful," he grinned and I blushed again and avoided his eyes. He noticed this immediately. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I lied and tried to move past him.

"Where are you going?" Johnny wondered.

"After you’re finishing peeing I’m going to take a shower and find Izabella. For some reason, both she and my parents think she’s with me."

"But she's not, I am," John stated before closing the bathroom door.

"No s**t, Sherlock," I yelled so he could hear me. I began picking out my outfit for the day. I sighed. It was the last clean one in the bag. I heard the toilet flush, the sink water turned on and off before the door opened again.

"Rox, are we ever going to talk about last night?" Johnny wondered.

"There's nothing to talk about," I muttered and walked past him with my new clothes covering my chest.

Don’t look down Roxy. You’re stronger than that. However, being pregnant was really boosting up my s*x drive. Every time I even hear him speak it would make me wet.

"How can you say that? Roxanne, I still love you, and I know you do too." Do I though? "Otherwise, we wouldn't have made love last night."

I was beginning to lose the battle between my v****a and my body.

"John, you can't just expect me to jump back in your arms. It takes time for these things to work out."

"Do you want it to work out?"

"Yes, no, I don't know," I sighed.

"Did you want last night to happen?" John wondered, crossing his arms.

Oh, God. I was losing.

"I don't know that either," I whispered.

"What do you know Rox?! It's killing me. I come running back apologizing and telling you that I want you and this baby in our lives and you don't know if you want the same? Do you want to stay in this dump forever?"

"You're right. I don't know. I broke up with you because you told me to get an abortion. I've been crying for days over you! And last night just made me more confused. I know I still love you, as you said. But, I just don't know if we should get back together. Is it beneficial in so many ways? Yes. But that the same time, I don't think it's a good idea. Especially after last night. I need time. Can you at least give me that much?"

"Ok. I'll give you time. I'll just grab my clothes and go," he murmured.

"Don't you want a shower first?" I asked seductively.

"Aren't you taking one right now?"

"That shower is big enough to fit more than more person," I whispered. John's eyes widened before realization sunk it and he scooped me up in his arms and kissed me like there was no tomorrow.

He walked us into the bathroom and I dropped my clothes outside the shower just in time before he turned the hot water on. He let me down but kept our bodies close, just how I liked it.

"I thought you wanted to time to decide?" he murmured after he pulled away,

"I do. But this, this is helping me decide faster."

"I love you Rox," John seriously told me. “There’s nothing in this world that will ever change that.” I took notice he used my nickname which made my heart skip a beat.

"I love you too Johnny. Always."