Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 53

I just sat down, right there on my b**t on the warm pavement, a war.......I looked lost again looking up at him, why the f**k would him setting Austin straight, beat him up start a f*****g war.

"Jonah... who the hell are you?" I sounded so calm and just curious when he smiled for the first time, walking over to me and pulled me up, me not stopping him, staring up into the deep blue green eyes that was looking so mysterious again, he just smiled more of that beautiful grin that I loved, he didn't want to tell me.

"Your boyfriend Andrea, a bad one that never meant to hurt you...." I didn't flinch when his finger was reaching out and stroked my face, making me almost forget what happened just a while ago, oh god I loved him, that f*****g bastard of a guy, stupid and young, I did.

I whined when his fingers trailed down to my neck and over my shoulder where the bruising had started to settle for real and looked like he wanted to die from seeing me hurt, good, he should be f*****g sorry for what he did, that crazy bastard.

I didn't say anything back, I didn't know if I had forgiven him or not, my body still was raw and beaten, he seemed fine just like always when I just made a deep sigh, a deep, deep one, not knowing that to do anymore. I loved him, but he was young and impulsive as hell, it wasn't the life I wanted to live, maybe he was just better off without me and vice versa, no matter what I felt for him.

"You hurt me, you said that you wouldn't hurt me, but you did Jonah." I made another sigh when he gulped. yes, he gulped, Jonah was gulping, I never thought I see the day of the most confident guy I ever laid my eyes on was looking like he was about to pass out from being nervous waiting for me to speak.

"I just don't know... you know?" I had my hands on his solid chest, feeling his heartbeat pound against his hard frame, oh he was so good-looking, anyone could see that, I still didn't know how the hell I guy that looked like him would want me, a fat 33-year-old woman, it was mind blowing.

He nodded like he got it, looking even more defeated but didn't move, didn't want to let go and neither did I. God this was stupid! I was f*****g stupid for wanting to forgive him, just like that, he said he was sorry, and I just did it! like the biggest sucker ever, f**k. "I just want to go home and eat something more then fucking salad, okay, that's all I want, nothing more and nothing less..." I looked away, I didn't care what he thought of me not sticking to fucking salad right now, if he didn't like it, then he could burn in hell after what he did to me.

"Baby, why are you even eating salad? I know you hate that shit, just as much as me." he made a small, amused smirk when I just gave him a death glare back, so he was funny was he? He knew why and I wasn't going to have another argument over something that was obvious, that I was freaking huge, and I couldn't stop eating.

"Wait...... no... fuck this is because I called you fat, when I was mad at you.... Oh fuck..... Andrea.... Listen to me, right now, you are not fat, sure you are not skinny either, but I love your body, I do, and you are taking this too a whole another level then you need to." He just shrugged, like that was all it took, one f*****g shrug and then everything was good, well it wasn't.

"Yeah, you did, and I knew you meant it and don't even try to deny that. I might not know a lot about you Jonah, but I know you, when you are serious, and you where fucking serious." I was still hurt over that, fuck me for being so sensitive but I was, the one guy that I really had feelings for telling me that I was a middle age-old fat woman, he had no idea how much he had made me feel bad over that.

"I was pissed, and you know it." He stopped and sighed too, already sick of explaining something to me that was so obviously already done in his world, well it wasn't for me.

"Listen.... The truth... yes you are thicker then when I first saw you, but not that much, not like you are trying to tell me, that you are a fucking house or and elephant, and I don't care, babe I fucking love you, if your ass is fatter than before, who gives a shit, I still want to fuck you, every time I see you." He made a smile, beaming at me with his gorgeous grin that could make every head turn, I didn't smile back. I didn't believe him.

"Yeah right." I just wanted to get home, or wherever I was going, maybe back to James would be the best place, since my own home was invaded by roses.

"Alright, that is fucking it, Andrea, you better fucking listen to me, right now!" I had my head turned and looked back at him surprised that he was angry again making me feel the slightest turned on, seeing that it wasn't when he was lashing out, this was his controlled sexy dominating side that I hated to love.

"You and I we are fucking going out and we are having anything we want, fucking anything, and I'm going to force feed you if you don't eat, you got that baby girl!?" I was the one that gulped this time, his eyes following me, knowing I already had given in from feeling his dark voice making me want him to f**k me right here and now, people watching and all that, f**k.

"Yes Jonah." I was already lost in his cunning eyes, the smirk he had knowing that he won me over so easy, and I didn't care, oh I was the biggest sucker ever, ever.

He pulled me closer, making me snuggle into his chest, ignoring the pain that was still making me wince and felt like I had chills when his low voice was echoing in my ear all the way down to my p***y.

"Good girl..."