Jessa looks up at me with a pained expression, shaking her head in confusion. “Why are you being like this?” she says, bringing on the fake tears, making me wonder if Jet was onto something when he suggested that she was fucking crazy.
“You’ve got to be kidding me, right?” I scoff. “You show up at my house, acting as though you’re more than what you are, and giving my girl the fucking wrong impression.”
“Your girl?” she laughs. “You don’t need to worry about Amelia anymore. She’s no one. You have me, and we’re finally getting everything we’ve always wanted.”
I turn away from her, looking out at my yard as I try to reel in my anger to stop me from losing my shit at this woman on my doorstep in front of my whole fucking street. I take a slow, deep breath before finally turning back around and facing the moron. “I don’t know what the fuck is going through your head right now, Jessa, but this is not okay. You and me, we’re nothing, and I’ll never want anything with you. I thought that was clear from the start. We had a fucking deal. I came over, we fucked, end of story.”
Jessa tries to step into me, looking up at me with wide eyes. “How can you say that?” she begs. “I love you. I’ve always loved you.”
“That’s bullshit, Jess. Now, I need you to fuck off so I can go and fix what you just broke.”
“Just forget about her,” Jessa whines. “What are you even doing with her? She has too much baggage for you.”
My brow pulls down. “How the fuck would you know what kind of baggage she has?” I question, realizing that she’d referred to her by name earlier.
Jessa smirks. “Amelia and I go way back.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask, narrowing my eyes at her tone and getting a sick feeling in my gut.
“That bitch thought she had it all,” she says with a shrug. “She was the perfect little princess in high school and needed to be knocked down a few pegs.”
“Let me guess. You took it upon yourself to do that?”
She laughs as though whatever torture she put Amelia through in high school is one of her most cherished memories. “Yeah, I fucked her boyfriend all through senior year, and now look at her. She’s fucking pathetic with two kids to a deadbeat baby daddy who never stopped cheating.”
“FUCK.”
My head spins. I slept with Amelia’s high school bully. No wonder she couldn’t get out of here fast enough. She probably thinks I’m still with her. Hell, she probably thinks worse from the way this bitch was cooing at me.
“You need to fucking leave,” I tell her, skipping down the front step and hurrying towards my truck. “And don’t come back. I don’t need your bullshit games fucking up things for me.”
“Bull,” she yells at my back. “Come back.”
“Fuck off, Jessa.”
“Bull. I’m serious. Forget about her. It's just you and me now. We’re going to be a family.”
I clench my jaw before spinning around on my heel and glaring daggers. “You have two fucking seconds to tell me what the fuck you’re talking about, because I can guarantee that no matter what’s going through your fucked-up head, that you and I will never be a family.”
Jessa’s hand falls to her stomach, and a sick, twisted smirk crosses over her face. “But we already are, Bull,” she says, her eyes darkening with something sinister. “I’m pregnant. We’re having a baby.”
I stand motionless trying to come to terms with what I just heard, my whole world coming to a standstill. No, this can't be true.
Pregnant.
She’s having a baby. My baby.
She has to be fucking kidding because if she’s pregnant, then me and Amelia … fuck. This can’t be happening. I was fucking careful every time I was with her. My whole world is going to change. Amelia is never going to speak to me again. She’s already got enough bullshit drama from her deadbeat ex. How could I expect her to do it all over again with me?
I shake my head, willing the thoughts to stop messing with my mind. “No. That’s not possible,” I tell her. “We used protection.”
Jessa starts digging through her bag before handing me an ultrasound picture. “Well, apparently it can happen,” she beams. “But it’s going to be okay. We can get married and find a place to live. We’ll even set up a beautiful