Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 217

Kira was seated next to Jonah, per her request, when I was chewing slowly, still glaring at him, looking so happy and smirking whenever our eyes met, making me feel like maybe I should have spent the first thirty minutes yelling at him in the basement along with

the frozen carcasses about why he had to start a fight with Phillip seated along his parents.

A black eye, and he looked like he didn't regret it, not one thing making me not sure that maybe he wasn't the good guy he seemed to be. He wasn't like Tom, falling back when he needed to. Phillip was just like Jonah, who wanted to control the room. "Noah! I'm so sorry, Mary..." I was snapping it to the small boy when he took the spoon out of my hand and hurled it at the table, splatting anyone in the area, meaning me and Mary, that was feeding Jamie far nicer than his brother.

"Oh, it's fine... just mashed peas, it will come right off..." Mary didn't care, not like me; that was gritting my teeth, seeing the smile on my son that was happy over the mess he made, making me even madder when Jonah didn't even look like he wanted to help. Was this what would happen when we had another baby?

Was he supposed to just coaster on me doing everything!?

"Jonah, f*****g help!?" I was hissing, my clenched jaw, when Kira stopped smiling, knowing that I wasn't kidding around from the tone of my voice, still staring at the guy that was supposed to be my future husband!

"You want to switch seats, Mary?" Jonah made a face like he wanted to get closer to Phillip; that was smirking when he was waiting on it, too, the rematch that I didn't want!

"Soo you can start thrashing each other again? Oh no, I don't think so, Jonah..." Mary made a smirk wiping the face and hands of Noah that protested being clean when I gave up, sighing and leaning back staring at Jonah, that still hadn't let his eyes from Philip, burrowing his sharp blue greens right back into the brown of Toms older brother.

"No, I just want to get to my boy, thats all. ...." Jonah's face

was dark when he got up, and I could cry hearing him say that and Buck would kill him, no doubt for even telling Mary that he did see Noah and Jamie as his own. I would never have expected him to be so... Involved.... Seeing him try so hard with Kira and getting along quickly with the twins broke my heart; she only wanted to sit next to him since he did something bad.

"No, it's fine, Ma; listen to him wanting to be with his boy and all that other s**t that he doesn't mean in the end..." Phillip was smirking more when I gulped, looking at Mary to handle this, it was her home, and she looked stern as hell, her small mouth tightening seeing Jonah and Phillips fight.

"Enough! You get your ass down on that chair, and then we will talk about what this is about!" Mary's harsh voice made me cover, and so did the rest of the family, including Jonah looking more like a scolded boy, slowly getting back onto the seat placed away from his cousin.

Nobody said a damn word except for the kids and me, sighing, still trying to get some food inside Jamies mouth and not on his ruined clothes.

"He started it..." Jonah was muttering when Mary raised her eyebrows, making him stop, like that was all he needed, just one raise of her eyebrows, damn. I wish I knew how she did it.

"You started it, Jonah, when you decided it would be better to let your anger control you like it always does; look at you!

jealous over a girl having your baby, another blessing, and you are too dumb to see that she loves you!" Mary's voice was sharper, making me more on edge when I smirked at the end at Jonah's annoyed face. He didn't like being teld what to do or the obvious that he did have a control problem with so much anger.

"Phillip... I'm warning you. stop acting like you are ten and jealous over Wheelers girl you both had the shine for, or I'm going to hind your bottom!" Mary's voice wasn't raised, but it was serious, and I saw a red color start to flame Phillip's face like he didn't want to remain about some part of his life when he was a child.

"Ma, stop..." I smirked, seeing them both look so damn red in their face. They deserved it for acting too stupid, starting a fight in the street, and almost dragging me inside; that was so stupid!

I smirked, meeting Jonah's eyes over the table. Well, so what? He knew she was right, and he didn't even have the guts to speak back to the angry woman in the corner helping me with the twins. She was a lifesaver and a freaking saint!

The sound of the doorbell made me jump when Mary made a frown, same as me when I didn't want more people here; it was hard enough as it was with Phillip being here and Jonah acting crazy on me just because I was knocked up, meeting my eyes over the table making me even more worried like he knew who it was and was up already.

"Jonah?" I just got a smile back like I wasn't supposed to worry, having mashed potatoes and peas all over my dress when Phillip made a huff like he knew to but stuffed his mouth instead of saying something since Pat was still sitting at the same table. "Where is Da going?" Kira was up after him before I could stop her, the newfound respect she had gotten for him had been working its magic, and now she didn't want to let go. I didn't know if it would stand against Buck when he came to get her. Probably not. "Kira, don't!" I was up after he when nobody had come back, not Mary or Jonah making my stomach turn even more, someone was downstairs, and it was making me feel like I was the only one in the room that didn't know who, even Pat didn't get up to see who it was when he was taking over with the boys from Mary.

I was getting down the stairs slowly, not really comfortable with just how steep they were, when I could hear Kira's voice downstairs, not caring that I had called her that damn brat.

I was going to kill her for running downstairs, it could be anyone, and I didn't want her to be mixed in some f*****g s** that Jonah had going on, knowing that it was Christmas didn't matter.

"Kira Marybeth!" I was saying it louder when the voices downstairs stopped, like my coming down had killed whatever conversation was happening.

My eyes seeing the slender pretty girl that was standing in an expensive coat, looking flawless with light makeup and just the right amount of redness to her cheeks, making her look like she stepped out of a hallmark movie compared to me having my hair down, giving up on shoes and walking barefoot with food all over my dress and smudges around my eyes since the fight on the parking lot.

"Mommy, come and meet Shailene!" Kira was sounding happy when I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there like, an it to the pain in Jonah's face, like this was the last thing he wanted her to see, me standing on the steps, being pregnant and having Kira around her feet reminding her that she couldn't get pregnant with Jonah, but I could.

"Kira, go back to your Ma.." Jonah's face shifted even more when Kira stared at him like she didn't understand why she wasn't allowed to stay. I didn't want her to stay either when Shailene was looking lost over what was happening, the pure shock of actually seeing Kira that didn't care and was happy to see anyone that had come inside the door.

"Jonah..." I couldn't help sounding pissed off. Did he know about this?! Shailene came over and stood there and looked like she was expected; that was just great! Someone could have f*****g told me, and I could have missed out on a fight and this f*****g awkward moment of her and me staring at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Andrea, could you take Kira upstairs and wait?" Jonah was giving me a look that he wanted me to listen to him to my teeth grinding; what? Just f*****g wait like some stupid b***h!? So he could talk softly and make her feel better on Christmas when I had been alone for so long and cried my eyes out over him? No f*****g way!

"Kira, get dressed. We are f*****g leaving!" I turned in the stairs, not giving a s**t that Jonah's face was dropping like he knew that I was going to fight and still wanted me to act friendly, guess what?! I wasn't!

"Andrea, stop it!" I didn't care about getting Noah from Pat, that looked at me like I was being a drama queen, but then again, he didn't stop me when Phillip, to my surprise, was helping me down with Jamie, not even asking me why he was great like that, he did help me out the way he could, not like that backstabbing a*****e downstairs, getting the boys down their seats and about to pick them up to the anger I knew he was trying so hard not to let out when Shailene was around.

"Andrea, you need to take a deep breath and relax..." Mary was behind me when I made a huff; relax? Yeah sure....

Sure, just f*****g breathe and relax when Jonah's pretty wife was downstairs on Christmas! I felt f*****g betrayed that nobody had said a word about her showing up! I didn't want to see her because she would be dead if I spent one more second alone with her! "Did you know?" I was staring back at her when she sighed, so she did know that was just great. Why did everyone in this home think I would be perfectly cool with having Shailene over just because she had been a part of their family, like me? We wouldn't work out; someone had to leave, which would be me since Shailene hadn't moved to see me.

"She was just coming over to drop off some things that he had forgotten, Andrea... you need to trust each other, or this is never going to work out..." I made a snort, so me having to trust him was one thing, but him beating the st't out of her son because he was jealous was another?

"Well, it doesn't matter, if she is here, Mary, I am leaving." I was up again, feeling my back hurting, making another curse, lifting the carriers to Mary's frown. She didn't understand, none of them did, that was the girl he left me for, and now she showed up when I was feeling safe, which wasn't fair!

Phillip was helping me down the stairs when Kira was standing with her coat on, like Jonah when 1 was down the last step, not seeing the pretty girl he was married to anywhere; at least I didn't have to see her face.

"Give me my sons Phil or I'm going to f*****g break that ugly face of yours once and for all..." Jonah was standing right before the backdoor, blocking the way, when Phillip looked at me that made a nod. Yeah, sure, I wasn't going to fight him on that part; there was plenty of other s** that I could scream about.

"Fine, but if you make one wrong move, you know I'm coming to get you, Andrea." I was nodding, not even really listening. Yes, I got it. Phillip wanted to help me when Jonah took over that carrier, looking grim and walking out. I was taking Kira's hand, which looked like she knew there was going to be a fight making me feel bad, f**k and it was Christmas and everything....

"Bye, Phil.." I said, smiling at him when he waved back at Kira: I closed the door and walked over to the car where Jonah was huddled over, making sure that everyone was strapped in; when he turned, giving me the darkness that I wasn't scared of, I was angry too. Still, he had been getting smart enough to get that he wouldn't get crazy around the kids, not as much as he was before, anyway. I was the one that was blowing up more these days.

"Get inside the f*****g car, now." He was going around, opening the door. I walked around and got inside when Kira was chattering like she didn't care anymore about having someone's phone, probably mine, that she had swiped being strapped inside by Jonah, that hadn't said one word, closing the doors, walking back around the car and getting inside.

"Jonah..." I was getting ready for him to start cursing at me when he didn't, he just gave me a stare to be quiet, and I didn't say anything, wow. He was pissed at me.

"Just shut the hell up, five f*****g minutes Andrea..." He was starting at the engine with me nodding, shivering in the cold, feeling the heat coming on, making me grateful for him blasting it at least heat in the front seat, so the kids didn't get too hot in the back. Fine, I would shut up for five minutes and not one second more seeing him roll out into the darkening evening, looking just as pissed as me.