Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 207

He was still hurt, and I didn't want to push him anymore about him being gay and not even seeing that boyfriend he promised me I would meet, I would... when he wanted me to that a*****e.

The place was clean, and I didn't mean that just the shit on the floor was picked up, nope! It smelled clean, the walls were white again, and I felt terrible for walking inside in my flats, which was the only thing I was wearing since my ankle hadn't healed up. "Jonah??" I was giggling strolling inside, not knowing why this made me happy, but it did; everything was so clean, and... yeah, I just loved that, and it made me feel bad at the same time since I hadn't done anything to help him.

Jonah didn't answer, and I started to think he was out, but that was the funny part; since he told Shailene he wanted to get a divorce, he didn't leave. Five days had passed, and part of me was worried about him. I know I should be happy he wasn't leaving me like he always did, but yeah, I could feel it. He wasn't happy and made me feel like the bad guy for making him tell her when he knew same as me that if he hadn't, I would have walked away.

I stopped when the bathroom door was open, and I could see him on his knees and scrubbing the toilet, almost making me laugh out loud. Jonah was cleaning the f*****g bathroom at my place; when the f**k did he start doing that? "Jonah?" I was trying to hide my smirk when he didn't turn around. I took another step, putting my hand on his shoulder, scaring him when I could hear the music from the headphones I hadn't noticed before coming inside the bathroom. "Fuck!" I snickered hearing his slight shock over seeing me standing there, and he was looking like he was surprised that I was here, well it was my place after all....

He was pulling off the gloves before taking out the headphones, blasting some shit that I had never heard, and was still looking like he didn't expect me to be standing there and smirking at him, I know that I shouldn't tease since what he was doing was great, really, he was doing the same thing that I should have done weeks ago!

"Andrea don't fucking sneak up on me! I hate that shit, you know that!?" He got angry when I didn't get why he was so mad at me? I just came home and wanted to say hi, kiss him a couple of times, and not feeling awful for him walking around like he hated being with me every minute since I made him tell Shailene about us.

He just walked past me, feeling his body brush against mine when I didn't know what to say anymore, staring at the clean bathroom that didn't have one fucking spot or toy that was lying around; it looked great, so why was I feeling so f*****g bad?

"I'm going out and... I call you if it gets late, okay?" Jonah was already putting on his shoes, having the same clothes since he got here, frowning when I walked after him just a few steps and stopped, feeling like I wanted to cry. he was angry at me and leaving when I got back? That was fucking hurtful since I have been out since this morning.

"Jonah, do you want to break up with me?" my eyes still blinking from the tears I knew would fall any minute, clutching my bag still strapped around my body from work. He hated me, he did, and there was no way around it. Why the f**k was he cleaning my place with such aggression and wanting to leave the second I got back?! That was hurting so f*****g bad that I didn't know what to say more than just the truth. I wanted to get a better start than him moping around and blaming me for ruining his marriage. He did the same to me!

He stopped having his hand on the handle, like my words had hit him right where it was hurting the most, not looking at me, making me even more nervous over what he was going to say, so he did want to break up then? Okay.... That was just...... fantastic.... F**k.... I was already backing away one step when he finally turned, looking at me with his beautiful eyes; that was upset, and I made a sniffle, not really wanting to cry over anything but the hurt that was between us; this really wasn't a f*****g sunset, was it? "Why? Are you breaking up with me?" I made a hurtful whine hearing that. What?! No! I didn't want to do that! I loved him!

"No! No.... I love you. I just can't see you like this, fucking unhappy when you are here like you are just waiting to get right back to her...." I was biting the inside of my cheek, feeling my ankle starting to hurt when I had the heavy bag around me, making me lift my foot the slightest, taking the pressure off when he saw it and not waiting one second to take it off me when I was holding my breath, feeling him lean over and help the strap over my head, putting down the bag with a slight thud that made me flinch from the only sound around us.

"There is nothing to get back to; this is me being fucking cut off from everything that has been my life for ... my whole fucking life!" He growled when I whimpered hearing that. He was what, cut off from his family?!

"Your Ma won't let you come back?!" I was confused about what he was talking about. Did he mean he couldn't go back to Shailene or whatever other shady business he was doing?

"I have nothing! No work, no car, and no money, Andrea! Ma is making sure that nobody is willing to even talk to me since I told her I would not beg Shailene to take me back!" I just stared at his angry face, hurt and rejected... shit I knew that feeling, and I guess he was right. He was stripped from everything he was used to, only having my sorry a*s left.... Fuck.

He sighed when I didn't answer right away, just biting my lip, trying to figure it out. I didn't want him to be miserable, but I didn't want him to leave me either, not when I just had gotten him back.

"I mean.... You could get a job, like a normal one or...." I stopped when he was smirking like there was no way he would do that, making me feel annoyed. That was fucking childish since I had been working since I got divorced from Ryan; in fact, I loved working, no matter what. It was a f*****g freedom that I hadn't felt before when I was just a housewife.

"Fine, then you could just be here, taking care of the kids, and I don't have to pay a fucking babysitter all the time!" I was tired, and he was acting like he was so spoiled again, he was.

I had never seen his home with Shailene, but I bet it was a big fucking palace that they lived in and servants around the fucking clock!

"I am not some babysitter Andrea, no fucking way!" He was getting out again, and I didn't stop him. What was the use anyway? He didn't want to stay and listen to me. He was so f*****g immature sometimes that I couldn't believe I loved him!

"No! you're just Kira's father, you fucker!" I couldn't resist screaming it after him when he was walking away from me fast, wanting to cry. he probably wished that he could have stayed married to Shailene, only coming by when he was getting the itch, having me scratch it, that motherfucker!

I slammed the front door, frowning, feeling my foot hurting more, fuck! When I got upset, my whole body was going against me, just like everything else!

Throwing off my shoes and calling Buck when he still wasn't picking up, he better not be doing that since he had my children, and I would kill him if he didn't let me see them soon enough!

The sound of the door being opened made me wake up. Having fallen asleep on the sofa, my phone on the floor when it had slipped out of my hand, trying to get Buck to answer, I was exhausted from working and fighting with Jonah, just leaving me that bastard! "Hey..." I made a face of just being woken up seeing Jonah standing in the doorway like he didn't want to get closer, hurting my feelings; what? He couldn't even touch me anymore!? I wanted to be close, and he was staring at me like he didn't know what to do anymore, making me scoff. Well, that part we agreed on!

I was still pissed he had stormed off, and he did look guilty over it, not moving when I was just waiting on it. The other f*****g shoe to drop, him telling me that he cracked and couldn't do this after five days of us being together again, wanting to go back to Shailene and his mother.

"Hi..." I was still annoyed when I got up, I wanted to sleep and then feel bad about the work I knew I had to do in the morning, or Joseph would kill me.

"Andrea, stop it! Stop acting like you are just waiting for me to leave. I'm here, aren't I!?" Jonah stopped me when I was going to pass him in the doorway, still wanting to get out of the black and formal dress. another one of Joseph's gracious gifts for me. "Yeah, you are, but don't pretend that I'm stupid enough you don't want to go back home since I'm not fucking living in a castle, being this pretty little housewife!" I hated that it was burning inside of my chest, the solid jealousy I was feeling whenever I thought about Jonah being this nice guy when he was around her, even used his f*****g accent more like he really wasnt the same guy I had the f*****g pleasure of knowing!

"Are you jealous of Shailene??" He smirked, not even knowing he did, or no, he did. He still was an a*****e, thinking it was so funny of me to be jealous that he treated her better! There was no way anything he said would make me feel any different about that! "You fucking know that I am! Just like you always were so fucking jealous of James!" Jonah's smirk disappeared the second I said that, making me make a frustrated sound. I still hadn't forgiven him, I think, for telling Buck to kill him, he was my best friend, and he had no idea how much I f*****g missed him every day!

"Okay, get up; we're going out." He didn't even wait on me to agree to anything. That a*****e just made a serious face when I wasn't moving. I didn't want to go outside now, it was 10.30, and I was beaten even if I had been sleeping half the evening! "Jonah, no." I crossed my arms and legs, he couldn't make me do shit, and I didn't want to go out; it was cold and dark. Since I lived with Buck, I wasn't a big fan of fall.

"Andrea, fucking yes, let's go!" He was standing by the end of my small living room and staring at me like he didn't get why I wasn't moving like I was supposed to jump every time he said something, fuck no!

"It's freezing, and I don't want to fucking walk anywhere right now. My ankle is killing me, and I'm hungry. Do you get that, Jonah!?" He didn't say anything back, just stared before turning and coming back with my coat, handing it to me like that would fix shit. It didn't!

"just put on the fucking coat, and let's go. I'm going to show you something...." He didn't smirk now, just looked so fucking serious that I couldn't resist him. I know that I was fucking weak taking the coat from his hands, still pissed when he helped me up, getting it on, and to my relief, he did take his arm around me, making me feel better instantly.

"Soo fucking stubborn...." Jonah was murmuring it when we were out the door, going for the elevator, and he hadn't let me go when I almost made a smile, still annoyed. He knew that, and still, he was here with me, helping me when I was hurt, shit... maybe I was too hard on him?

He really seemed to have lost it all, and I know that was hurting no matter how you felt; I mean, my parents didn't want me, and... that still f*****g hurt no matter how much I knew about it.... F**k... I didn't say more seeing the elevator close on us and I was still leaning against him making a sigh, hoping it wasn't going to be cold outside.