Cowboy Diaries - a Jon Bon Jovi fan fiction

10: Damned

1. September 1991, Jon's house

Jon's POV

I looked away from my calendar. September. That word alone even scared me. Because it meant we have reached the month of birth. Well the baby shouldn't be due for another two weeks but I still felt myself growing more nervous with each day or month that passed. And now it got to the time where it got serious.

Somehow I had even anticipated this time. Because the constant worrying and thinking about possible future scenarios did me no good at all. I finally wanted to move on with my life. 

May it be in whatever direction. But just sitting around doing nothing is not what I'm made for.

But now that would even get worse, because the call could come every second and then I had to be there. Means that I couldn't really go on some kind of trips anymore. 

But waiting home alone drove me crazy. So I decided for today that I was going to visit my parents.

As I got there in the early afternoon they were excited as always to see me. It felt good catching up with them after not having seen them for a few weeks. I was quite surprised Matt wasn't there. 

Mum told me that he was on vacation with his new girlfriend. Well that was surprising. But I guess even my little brother grew up now. I mean he was already seventeen.

We were in the middle of eating dinner as my parents got to the topic of vacation again. "Now as Matt's not there we were thinking about going to Italy for a few days and visit Nonna."

Nonna was how we called my grandmother, dad's mum. She still lived in Italy and after my grandfather had died a few years ago she'd always been very lonely. So she always got real excited when we visited her.

"That's a nice idea." I said. "She surely would be excited about that. 

"Yeah you can bet on this." My dad smiled. "And we were thinking that it would be fun if you would come with us. It's been a while since we spend time alone with our eldest son. And we see you so rarely these days. I think it would be good for you too to get out of your cave for a few days."

Shit. I should've seen  it coming. Out of all the possible dates my parents had to come up now with this suggestion. I had no idea how to turn it down though without them suspecting something.

"Well that's a great idea. Really. But actually I'm quite busy at the moment. Writing songs and stuff. Y'know." 

"Oh, you started writing again? That's  good to hear. Does that mean you feel a bit better now?"

It felt bad lying to my parents. But I decided to play along with their suggestion. "Yes I did. I'm a workaholic, you know me. And yeah writing really made me feel a lot better. So I don't think I need a vacation right now. I enjoy it at home."

"Well that's reliving to hear." I hoped my parents would buy my lie and that I would somehow get out of this. "But a change in the landscape won't do you any bad. Nonna's always so excited to see you.

And Italy is a place where I'm sure you can get a lot of writing inspiration from. Come on Jonny, you can put your work on rest for a few days. Why don't you spend some time with your family?"

Damn. How could I say no to that? A few days wouldn't hurt would they? I still got around two weeks space. And I really would love to see my grandma again. I missed her. "Alright, alright. You got me. "