Chapter 30

"You're still coming over right?" Ana asked Jack, twirling her hair around her finger. Yes she was getting attached to him, but it was normal. They had known each other for a short while but every opportunity they got, they were together.

"Yeah, of course. Unless you don't want me to?"

"I want to you to!" Ana exclaimed then blushed and pouted when she realised Jack had just been teasing her.

"You're such an asshole," she said and Jack let out a laugh.

"Later babe," Jack said when he finished laughing. Ana gave a noncommittal hum and hung up. Then found herself smiling stupidly.

Sure, Jack was practically perfect but Ana didn't want to trust him too soon. She was a cautious person and just because Jack fit her idea of a quasi perfect man, did not mean she was just going to make him know just how deep her feelings for him ran.

And there was also the fact that she had not told him she was pregnant yet. And with his baby no less. That was not a small feat. He recognized her from the night they had spent together and was showing interest in her, but that did not mean he would automatically believe she was carrying his child.

She sighed and went into the kitchen. It was Saturday and she was feeling extremely lazy so she texted Jack and asked him what he wanted as toppings for pizza. After getting his reply, she ordered the pizza and sat in the couch and put a random movie on Netflix on.

A few minutes later, the bell rang. It was Jack. Ana was not ashamed to say that she was excited to see him. She was. But she held herself back and gave him a small hug.

"Did you do that on purpose?" Jack asked as soon as he got in.

Ana frowned in confusion. "Do what?”

"Wear this? Knowing how much you would tempt me? Damn Ana, you don't play fair," he groaned, making Ana blush.

She looked down at what she was wearing, a cropped tank top and shorts and blushed even harder. She had really not worn it to provoke a reaction. "Should I– should I change?" she asked hesitantly.

"No. I think I can tempt the devil a little longer," he said, sat down in the couch and dragged her into his lap. Ana squealed and hid her hot cheeks. Jack did not know just how much he affected her.

Ana jumped up as soon as she heard the bell, partly to escape Jack and partly because she didn't like anybody waiting at the door because she hadn't answered.

To her greatest surprise, it was her mom and not the pizza delivery person at the door. Ana scrunched up her eyebrows in confusion and asked, "Mom? What are you doing here?"

"That's the first question you ask me when I come to your place? What I'm doing here?" Veronica, Ana's mother nagged. But Ana held her ground.

"Mom, please stop. You usually call before you come. I'm just wondering what happened this time," Ana explained with a long suffering sigh. Her mother was extremely religious and judgemental and it had made their relationship strained.

"Ana, you have the guts to tell me that after you went ahead and destroyed my reputation?" Veronica started.

"Mom–"

"Let me finish!" she interrupted. "Ana how could you? I'll never be able to show my face in church again"

Jack walked cautiously to the door and met a sad looking Ana talking with a very angry woman.

"Is everything okay here?" he asked. It was like part of him was touched as Ana was sad. He just couldn't explain it.

"Yes, everything is okay. Jack. You can–"

"Stop lying to him, Ana!" Veronica interrupted again, then shifted her focus on Jack. "Did you she was pregnant? Did she tell you? Did you tell him Ana?"

Jack looked shocked and pale. "Is this true Ana?"

"Mom, can you just leave?" Ana whispered, closing her eyes and placing her hand on them.

"Ana–," her mother started but was quickly interrupted.

"Leave, mom!" Ana exclaimed and when Veronica took a surprise step back, Ana slammed the door in her face.

Jack was still standing there with a shocked look on his face. Was it true what that woman was saying? Was Ana really pregnant? From her reaction, he guessed she was but out of the horse's mouth and all that.

"Is it true you're pregnant, Ana?"

"I– Jack, don't–"

"Ana just answer me. Are you pregnant? Yes or no?"

"I was going to tell you," Ana said and her voice broke.

Jack was livid. Or more hurt. In his ego. He had been trying to get this girl for months and the fact that she was carrying another man's baby was a huge turn off.

"You let me show you all this affection, you led me on Ana! You should have told me! So I would have known where I stand!" he exclaimed, dragging his hand over his beard.

Ana stood helplessly. She didn't know what to say or do. She was going to tell him at her own time but her mother had taken that privilege away from her.

"Jack, please just listen to me. Let me explain," Ana pleaded.

"Explain what exactly? You see, I hate females like you. You're carrying a man's baby but you're playing house with me. And you tell me you have values"

"It's your baby goddammit Jack!" Ana exclaimed finally. She had not been planning to tell him in this way but his insults were becoming too much.

"My baby?" Jack scoffed. "I doubt that. Ana. You know why? Because you've shown me simply that I can't trust anything to comes out of your mouth"

Jack was making a complete 180 but it was like he couldn't stop the words from coming out of his mouth. It was more than him.

"Stop Jack! I've never lied to you. I've slept with just you in the past the months. I don't see who else could be the father or my baby," Ana implored. She knew she was not supposed to be begging, but there was something that Jack brought in her and she just couldn't bear to lose him.

"Oh? And how am I to know you don't open your legs as much as you like?" As soon as the question left Jack's lips, he regretted them. But they had already been said and he knew any apologies at this moment would be futile.

Ana slapped him with tears in her eyes. Then she went to the living room, picked up all his stuff and threw it out of her house.

"Leave! Leave you bastard!"

Jack stayed immobile for sometime then went out of the house, but not before throwing Ana one last look.

Ana fell to the floor crying. She could never imagine he would use such words against her. It was surprising but unsurprising at the same time. He had that facade she dreaded and what hurt even more was the fact that she had gotten attached to his stupid ass.

The bell rang again and Ana opened the door, ready to cuss out the person who was there. Turned out to be the delivery boy, who had taken more than thirty minutes to reach her place instead of fifteen minutes.

She stalked angrily into the house, took some money and gave the guy angrily after snatching her pizzas.

"Next time, if you're fucking late again, I'm not giving you a tip!" she exclaimed then slammed the door in his face.

She slid down the door and picked her phone that she had dropped in all the commotion, dialed a number and waited for the person to pick up, sniffling.

"Landon? I need you"