Chapter 84

They walked in silence to the outside.

Jon could see how exhausted Megan was and concern for her flickered inside him.

“Are you hungry?”

She jerked at his sudden question. He could tell she was nervous as hell.

“Maybe later, thank you.”

Her eyes feasted on him. He was breathtaking, his dark mood made him even more sexier. The wind rustled in his hair, the shades hid the expression in his eyes, but the hard lines around his mouth couldn’t hide his feelings.

“Why?”

Megan saw the words form on his lips. The time for truth has come. She opened her mouth but he denied her the chance. The pain and fury in him burst and the words spilled unguarded from his mouth.

“How could you do this? He is my son too! Wasn’t I good enough for you?”

“Jon…”

“No! Now YOU listen. I have an eight year old son, that I knew nothing of. What the fuck were you thinking? Thought I might not make it big and be able to look after you and a baby? Is that it? How many men played daddy to my son? Were they fucking good enough? Or were you too good for me? Jersey trash. Is that it?”

Jon sat down on a bench and Megan fell to her knees before him, her hands on his knees.

“No Jon! Please don’t say things like that! Please!”

He shoved her hands off his knees. He didn’t want her touching him, he was furious with her and her touching him would only complicate things even more.

Megan started crying as she moved from him. Never in the time that she knew him did he treat her this cold. Was he angry with her for keeping the baby? Would he even believe her story of her father’s ultimatum?

She stood up, her arms hanging lifeless at her sides.

“I’m sorry Jon. I thought it would be best if you didn’t know about him. Your music career was just starting and a baby would have been a bad idea.” Her voice trembled nervously. She couldn’t implicate her dad.

He shot up, closing the space between them, he grabbed her by the arms, shaking her violently as he gritted through his teeth.

“Why the fuck did you feel the need to NOT discuss this with me? How could you just decide for me? Does Jaden even know who his father is?”

She shook her head. Jon was scaring the shit out of her. The fire in his eyes had her in a panic.

“You ran away, had my baby and never said a word. Do you know how fucking cruel that is! To keep a man away from his child! Were you ever going to tell me?”

“Y..yes….the night I received the call.”

The smirk on his face was cruel.

“Oh yeah sure. Another thing, you even managed to turn my best friend against me, lying to my face. Are you proud of yourself?”

“Please don’t be angry with Richie! He wanted to tell you right away and I asked him not to. I needed some time..”

“ How much time Megan? Was eight years not long enough? Maybe when he was twenty and all grown up, hating me for not giving a damn about him? I’m not angry with Richie. I realized he felt sorry for you and thought he was doing the right thing. Richie always had a soft spot for you and you just had to exploit it.”

His angry words crushed her heart into a painful knot.

“I know what I did was wrong. I don’t expect you to forgive me, but please Jon just don’t take it out on Jaden. He doesn’t deserve it.”

Shock and disbelief flashed across his handsome face.

“What the hell do you take me for? A fucking monster?” He turned on his heel and walked away, leaving her crying and shaking.