Chapter 35
JACKY'S POV
*One Month Later*
"Ronnie." I said as I walked into the living room.
"Yes?" He asked, pausing the tv and looking at me.
"So, I was kind of looking up information about surrogacy." I said and he groaned. "Just listen." I said as I opened the computer. "We can choose which one of us will supply the genes for the baby. So, it'll be like, half you and half our surrogate."
"So, our baby will only technically be one of ours?"
"Ronnie, it'll be both of ours. The baby will just only have one of our genes. But, we'll still raise it together."
"So, I'm right then. Technically, biologically, the baby will only be one of ours." I sighed.
"I guess, if you want to think about it that way. Besides, arn't surrogates a little sketchy?"
"We can use Sarah! I'm sure Ron won't mind."
"He won't mind us impregnating his girlfriend?"
"It's all medical so it's not like we're going to do anything to her physically."
"That's no fun." Ronnie pouted and I gasped, smacking his shoulder. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. You know I love you." He smiled, kisisng my lips. "I don't knwo Jacky."
"Why not!" I whined.
"I mean, what about the band! If we have a child, it's going to affect touring and recording becasue we'll have to take care of it."
"Ryan and Jasmine are making it work. If they can, then we can too."
"I don't know Jacky. I don't think we're ready for a kid."
"You mean you don't think you're ready." I said, standing up and placing my hands on my hips.
"Well maybe I'm not Jacky. Why do we even have to have a fucking kid anyway?"
"Because I want to be a father Ronnie! I always and I know you would love to have a kid! I saw the way you looked at Tucker. Besides, you told me you wanted to!"
"Well maybe I've changed my mind."
"Fuck you Ronald! God, you're so fucking selfish!" I yelled, grabbing my keys and opening the door.
"WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?" Ronnie asked, chasing asfter me.
"Out." I said, getting into my car and turning it on, pulling out of the driveway. I rolled down the window and flipped him off as I drove away. I drove to my favorite bar and walked in, sitting down. I ordered a drink and quickly downed it, asking for another one.
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I woke up the next morning in an unfamilliar room. I looked over to see a girl, passed out next to me. My eyes widened as I noticed we were both naked.
"Shit." I whispered, slipping out of the bed, crumpling to the floor because of my headache. "Fuck." I said, locating my clothes and pulling them on. I found my phone and ran out of the hotel and found my car still in the parking lot of the bar. I got in and drove home, rushing in to see Ronnie on the couch.
"W-Where were you?" He asked with red, puffy eyes and a tear stained face.
"Umm-" He cut me off by walking closer to me.
"What's on your arm?" I looked down and saw a number on my arm.
"Fuck." I groaned, walking to the bathroom and trying to scrub the number off of my arm.
"Jacky, what the hell happened?"
"I cheated." I mumbled.
"What?"
"I CHEATED!" I screamed, gripping onto the sink. I heard Ronnie gasped and looked over to see tears rolling down his face. I had tears in my eyes as well. "R-Ronn-" I said, reaching out for him. He stepped away from me, his lip quivering.
"J-Jacky. I-I can't believe you."
"Ronnie, I'm sorry. You know I love you."
"Obviously not."
"Ronnie! I was drunk! I don't remember anything! I remember walking into the bar and ordering a drink. I woke up in a hotel bed, naked, next to this random girl."
"GIRL!" He screamed and I jumped from the sudden jump in his voice. "JACKY!"
"RONNIE! I PROMISE YOU IF I WAS SOBER, I WOULDN'T HAVE DONE ANYTHING! YOU KNOW THAT! FOR GOD SAKES RONNIE, I'M FUCKING GAY! THAT'S WHY I FUCKING MARRIED YOU!" I said, walking into the kitchen and taking some medicine for my headache. I went up to our bedroom, Ronnie following me. I pulled out a suitcase and started packing some of my stuff.
"What are you doing?"
"I-I think we need a little time apart. We just need about a week to gather ourselves. This isn't a divorce, I promise." I said, zipping up my suitcase. "I love you and I'm doing this for the good of our marriage." I said, hugging and kissing him.
"I love you too." He said quietly as he followed me down the stairs.
"This doesn't mean you can go fuck whoever you want either, got it?" He nodded. I smiled and walked out to my car, climbing in and starting the car. I pulled out of the driveway and drove to my sister's house, tears rolling down my face.
I got out and collected myself before grabbing my suitcase and walking up to the door. I knocked and chewed on the collar of my shirt, feeling tears coming to my eyes again. The door opened and Jasmine stood there, Tucker asleep in her arms.
"Jacky?"
"I-Is it okay if I stay with you for about a week?"
"Of course! Ryan, come get Tucker!" I heard Ryan running down the stairs and he grabbed Tucker from Jasmine.
"Hey Jacky, what's wrong?" He asked.
"Just, let us talk Ryan." Jasmine said and he nodded, walking off. "So, what's wrong?"
"I fucked up, I fucked up so bad Jasmine." I said, tears running down my cheeks again.
"Come on in." She said, pulling me into her arms and leading me into the house. We walked over tot he couch and I sat down, putting my head into my hands. I started sobbing, Jasmine rubbing my back. I calmed down and looked up to see Ryan sitting on the other couch.
"Jacky, what happend?"
"Yesterday, Ronnie and I got in a fight. He's saying that he doesn't want children anymore. I got mad and ran off to a bar. The next thing I remembered, was laying in a hotel bed the next morning with some random girl next to me, both of us naked. I cameback home and figured we both needed a break from each other for at least as week."
"Oh Jacky. Of course you can stay here!" Jasmine exclaimed, hugging me tightly.
"I thought you were gay?" Ryan asked.
"I am! I was drunk though."
"I'll show you to your room." Jasmine said, standing up.
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