Happily Ever After.... Yeah Right!!

Part 25

Eight minutes later, Miss Dolly dropped me off at the park where I was meeting Jonas. We hugged one more time.

"Alex, now. You have to tell him what you told me. And if you need help at any time, call me." Miss Dolly wrote out her number and said, "I will be there for you whenever you need help."

"Alice thanks so much. I really appreciate what you have done for me today," I uttered between almost sobs.

"I know. Now you better go, I see him coming down the path."

"Good bye, Miss Dolly."

"See you later, Alex."

Miss Dolly then turned towards the car and walked away. I quickly tried to pull myself together and walked toward Jonas.

Jonas had sat down on a bench with his elbows on his knees. The expression on his face was that of pure nervousness. When I got close enough, he stood up and gave me a hug and kiss on the forehead.

"What's the matter?" Jonas asked automatically, "There has to be something big going on if you had to get me pulled out of class for it."

"It's okay. I talked with Miss Dolly about my life after my parents died," I started, "and she told me I should tell you."

"How come? It's not like you abused or anything. I thought you went to a couple foster homes until you were taken to the Jameson's," Jonas responded.

"Well, it wasn't that easy or friendly," I muttered.

Jonas looked shocked, "What do you mean it wasn't easy and friendly? You are smart, resourceful, funny, strong physically and mentally, and kick ass at basketball. How could your life have been hard?"

I couldn't look at Jonas. I had so many memories come to mind. I started to cry. I could tell Jonas didn't know how to react because he hesitated before taking me into his arms.

"What happened to you after you parents died?" Jonas questioned, "Because you look like you've been through a lot. Tell me, I'll listen."

I tried to smile before kissing Jonas and said, "Where should I start?"

"At the very beginning."

Jonas and I sat in the park for about two hours. I told him everything from my parents to horrible foster homes, unimaginable chores for a thirteen year old to never being loved. I told him about my feelings and how I couldn't see him much now after losing my privilege of having time to myself. Jonas never interrupted, but he listened intently. He would hug me when I cried and let me put my head on his shoulder. Jonas kissed the top of my head when I talked about never being loved. As I finished my story, Jonas shifted how he was sitting, so we could look at each other.

"Alex, who else knows about this part of your life?" He wondered.

"Only Miss Dolly and you," I answered.

"Well, let me tell you this: Even though you don't think you're loved, you are. Miss Dolly loves you and would do anything for you, and so would I," Jonas insisted, "How can we show you that we love you?"

I moved closer to Jonas so I could put my head to his chest. "I don't know. I've always depended on myself for help and haven't had people in my life who would help me."

Jonas put his hand on the back of my head, so I was held close to his chest. I could hear his heart beating. It was nice to have someone this close.

"I think I just need someone to be close to me, so I know someone is there to help. I need to have people who care about me," I stated.

"Well, that can be arranged." Jonas replied while he played with my hair.

I moved my head so I could look Jonas in the eye. His emerald eyes were clear of nervousness and fear but showed care and love.

"Jonas," I asked, "Do you love me?"

Jonas pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "I loved you since the minute I laid eyes on you. I loved you more once I got to know you. I love you, Alex."

I did not know how to respond, but I ended up crying. Jonas held me close. I could once again hear the beat of his heart.

"I love you, too, Jonas," I finally said, "I just can't believe Tiffany broke up with you because you were a bad listener. In my opinion, you're the best."

"Well, thank you. But I have to ask you one thing, how are you going to go on our date Saturday without being like murdered for disobedience?" Jonas considered.

"I have no clue."

"Well, at least we have a couple of days to figure that out because I'm really looking forward to having a real date with you," Jonas said.

"Same. I can't wait to be treated like a regular teenage girl. Plus it will be my first official date," I mentioned.

"What?! Your first date. Well, does that mean I was your first kiss to?" Jonas questioned while moving my face to look at his.

I could not help it. I blushed and replied sheepishly, "Yes. You are also my first crush."

"Wow. I have never been someone's first for anything. And now look at me, I'm your first crush, date, and kiss," Jonas exclaimed, "This is epic."

I was blushing so hard my face burned, "You are so humble."

"Thanks. Well, now that your boyfriend can be trusted, can he give you a kiss?"

"How come?" I asked to annoy him.

"So I can show my girlfriend that she is loved and because her boyfriend really knows how to kiss." Jonas replied with a wiggle of his eyebrow, "What do you say?"

"You are full of yourself," I started, "but how can a girl resist a guy who's such a great kisser."

Jonas didn't even bother replying. He stood up, took me in his arms and kissed me with no hesitation. I am such a girl when I say this but it was the best kiss ever.

I don't know how long we kissed, but it was great. Jonas lifted me, twirled me and played with my hair. Jonas broke off the kiss to look at me and then his watch.

"Ummm, we should get going because if you don't get home soon, you might not live to see tomorrow," Jonas spoke hesitantly, "It's almost five thirty."

"Crap," I shouted, "I was finally feeling loved again. This sucks."

"I know it might suck, but I sort of want you to still be alive tomorrow so let's get going," Jonas insisted.

"Okay, but one more quick kiss," I told him.

"Only after you make it home alive."

"Oh, alright. You win," I surrendered.

"Good. Come on, let's go."