On My Bed Of Roses.

Part 20: "Never know how much I love you"

Suddenly I could feel that Jon was holding me and let me stand on my feet as I was kneeling on the floor puking by the toilet seat.

  He was holding me tight with my head resting on his warm chest.Jon stroked my hair backwards and whispered softly:

"Sup babe? Are you okay, now?"

"Oh my God Jon ,please keep pulling my hair back.Shit"

I could not keep on talking.I felt terribly sick and dizzy.I leaned towards the toilet seat to puke again. Jon kissed my shoulders and kept  holding me so tight.

"I got you baby"-he whispered and this time with so much concern in his tone of voice.

Once I was done puking , I wet my face . Jon helped me dry my face and softly kissed my forehead while doing it.

-"Oh God baby, you're shivering. You must have temperature too"-he said with a pale expression on his face. He pressed his lips to my forehead for a minute and checked my temperature.

"No, it doesn't seem you got temperature. Stephanie, Listen to me, stop drinking and quit the drugs"-he begged.

"What??? it's been weeks since I stopped drinking and doing drugs.Don't you remember , honey, I told you before that I need to pass the drug test for my job in this new talent agency in Manhattan ???? Or you forgot about it? "I complained giving him the stink eye.

"Sure I remember.Sorry." He apologized cringing and scratching his head nervously- "You should go to the doctor, maybe you caught that new stomach virus that was announced on the news. Cholera, I guess and it's spreading from North to South America.It makes people so sick and lose weight .I'm scared for you. You're too skinny Stephanie "-Jon said even more worried.

"Take this damn peanut butter away from me.Oh my god,so gross,oily and smelly . Please put it away, I do not want to see it anymore "- I ordered

Jon laughed. - "But a while ago you were dipping your fingers on it and eating the hell out of that jar ".

"I don't know. Maybe it's expired .It turned so oily and hard to spread.

Jon checked the bottle and said frowning:

"Noooo ... it's not expired yet ... You're kind of weird, Stephanie ... I think you need some rest and then go and see your doctor.

He tapped his index finger on his forehead, raised his eyebrows and says:

"Oh shit , I got to rehearse with Aldo this afternoon. Sorry I can't take you to the clinic.Don't worry love, just lay down and get some sleep. If you feel sick again, give me the shout.I'll be upstairs in my studio".

That day I slept like a log and did not wake up past 3 pm . Jon made me some tea and he cuddle with me for an one hour or so before going back upstairs to his studio.

At 5 ,the phone rang and woke me up. I got out of bed to pick up.A voice of a young lady told me they already had the results of my physical checkups and that i was scheduled for a job interview on the next day at 10 am. I felt so excited and I said:

"So that means I was selected for the casting??? !!

"well??? Not yet. You should pass the interview next with the chief director of the agency,and he will give you the envelope with the results of your background check and drug test and inform you if you were recruited for the talent team or not. If you are ,you will sign the contract next week sooner"- the receptionist told me.

"OK, perfect. Tomorrow at ten. "

I hung up and I felt butterflies in my stomach. Jon was coming down from the studio ,so I ran to his arms and told him how happy I was with my job news. I felt much better now . Dizziness was gone, and I didn't feel sick again. But I wasn't even hungry. Jon insisted me on cooking something light tome but my stomach would not tolerate it. He made another chamomile tea tome with some cookies and I kept on resting so the next morning I would be fully recovered for the interview..

I got up very excited and energized. I felt good enough to have a good breakfast. I had a grapefruit juice and some crackers and I rushed as I had like 2 hours away to the city. I arrived 15 minutes earlier to the scheduled time and a man with gray hair asked me to come in to his office. He asked meto take a seat while he was reviewing some papers on his desk with the chief director of the talent agency.While they were both going through some documents carefully with a serious gesture, the chief director shook his head "NO".

"Mrs Bongiovi. We regret  to inform you that we know you have a big career ahead  and a lot of recognition as asupermodel. Our intention was to hire  you this season but unfortunately we can't," said the chief director of the agency bummed.

My heart skipped a beat. Had they found any evidence of drug in my blood? I really needed that job. I felt so embarrassed about myself and wanted to cry.

"What's up? Is something wrong with me? "I asked almost in tears.

"No, not at all,Mrs Bongiovi" the chief director of the agency said with a smile - "Take this, and look for yourself. The contract was meant to be for a year but ... watch this" -he said handing out a white envelope in my hands.The envelope had my name and the name of the laboratory where I was tested for my physical checkups .

The man beamed at me, but I was too nervous and freaked out to smile back at him . I tried to open the envelope even with my shaking hands and I turned two shades paler when I read the blood test results .