Me and Joe sat quietly thinking of what to say next, so far, holding the tears back was unbearable and having my brain and body want to go to Jon but my heart thinks its to risky, is stupid.
"What should I do?" I asked
"Well baby girl, you should go talk to him, considering this is kinda personal" he said
"But what if he hurts me? Then what?" I asked on the verge of tears
"He won't, I promise" he said stroking my hair and standing up "Now go get over there and talk to him" He said trying to sound like superman
I chuckled and stood up
"Thanks Joe" I said giving him a small hug and walking out, that encouraged me for the first few seconds, then my train of thought started rolling.
He's gonna hurt you again, stop doing this
What if he hates you..you know what, he hates you
I found myself at his door, behind the door was silent and still, almost calm, but knowing this is Jon were dealing with.. Everything has to be the opposite.
After minutes of debating with myself..plus being stared at like a weirdo, I ended up knocking.
The door opened and immediately closed
"Jon please, I just wanna talk..you don't have to do anything just listen!" I said
After a minute or so (and yes, I was willing to stay an hour if thats how long it took for him to answer) He opened the door
"What do you want?" He asked, sounding harsh.
"To talk..can I come in?" I asked looking at my hands, he opened the door further ,letting me know I could come in. I walked in and stood there, while he sat, totally not paying attention.
"So, um...Not to long ago, I was talking with Joe and, I asked questions and then I got answers" I said, sighing at the fact of him not listening at all.
I got on my knees and hesitantly rested my arms on his knees, resting my head in my hands.
"As I was saying" I pause trying to find the right words "He told me that I wasn't.. Um..wasn't giving you enough...?"
That got His attention, he was now looking directly into my eyes waiting for me to finish.
"The reasons why is because, um, It's not that I don't want to..but um, I'm scared to" I said
He stroked my hair and lifted my chin, cracking a small smile
"Why are you scared?" He asked
"That your gonna hurt me..like last time" I said
"Your still on that aren't you?" He asked, removing his hand, dropping my chin.
"Well" I paused standing up "kinda, yeah"
"That was- that was forever ago, and I was most likely drunk..you really think I would do that again on purpose?" He asked
"No, but yesterday you basically punched me and pushed me..so..yeah now that I look back to that, I do think you would do that again" I said, I watched him take a long sigh and stand up making me take a step back
"I'm sorry, my anger got the best of me..I still don't know how to handle women correctly... You know?" He asked
"Umm..I guess" I said
"You don't have to be scared of me anymore..okay?" He asked moving closer. I wanted to leave and or move but, something in me tells me that he means it this time, he's not gonna hurt me anymore.
"Do you still lo-"
I cut him off by giving him a hug, with his baggy sweatshirt making it even better. He hugged back. After all the times I said it, I think this is when I actually trust him, I mean it, and by the looks of it, I'm sure he does too.
But what if he does it again? I'm sure he will. Just..don't let your guard down next time if he does...but something doesn't seem right. I can sense more drama headed my way..and I don't like it.
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Bad Boys Need Love Too( A Dean Ambrose Fan Fiction)
FanficI run away from home I meet a strange man Yep..Not something that happens everyday. Wanna know something else? That strange man turned out to be polite and amazing..maybe he isn't such a bad guy after all..or is he?