Cincinnati Boy

Chapter 6

I lie in bed that night, staring at the ceiling. I couldn't get over the fact that I'm now Jon's girlfriend. This is a whole 'nother relationship. Cameron's gone. I won't ever forget him. He made me feel this way nobody could. He made me smile.. Just like Jon does. I'm not fully repaired yet. But Jon has definitely done some impact in my life. He's sorta fixed my broken heart, just not fully yet. My phone was on my nightstand which, was right beside me, I could hear it vibrating. I leaned over and grabbed it. Text from Jon? It said hey baby.. damn it feels good to say that.. well txt that. I laughed, the way he texted was funny. I asked how he got my number and he told me that Joe asked Caro and that Caro gave it to him. After a few minutes, I was about to fall asleep before my phone started vibrating again. I opened my eyes and looked at it. I picked it up and answered Jon's call. "I missed your voice, I'm sorry." He apologized for the 12am phone call. I blushed, but this time he couldn't see it. "Can I come over? I'm bored sitting here by myself." He asked me, begging. "Yes." I told him in a quiet sleepy voice. I told him the address, then he hung up, then I did.

I jumped when I heard a knock on the window, but realized it was just Jon. I was wearing a long t-shirt with short shorts on. I walked over to the window and opened it. He ducked under it and climbed in. "Damn, monkey. Didn't think you could climb that tree like that." I said, closing the window quietly. I turned around and looked at Jon. He was smiling. "Even on your worst days, you look beautiful." He looked me up and down. "It's 12:30, what did you expect me to wear? A stripper outfit?" I laughed softly. He put his hands on my waist and kissed my forehead. I felt so warm inside. After the long forehead kiss, he looked down into my eyes. "Babe, I'm tired.." I told him. "Oh, that's fine." He let go. I crawled into bed, leaving him an area to lay also. He smiled and crawled under the blanket beside me. I nuzzled up to his chest, he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer to him. I put my leg over his waist and sighed happily. "I've never done this before. All the girls I've dated just wanted me for sex." He admitted. I looked at him. "You gave it to them?" I asked. He nodded slowly. "I was fucked up. I was fucked up on cocaine." He bit his tongue, "If I could take it all back, I would, trust me." He said in a sad tone. "How many girls..?" I was concerned. It was silent for a few seconds after I asked. "Six." He admitted. I tensed up. I wanted to find all six of those girls and hurt them. They used someone so sweet for sex, and that made me mad. "I'm sorry." He told him, kissing under his chin. "How about you?" He asked me. I felt embarrassed because I was a virgin. "Um.. zero." I finally spat out. He chuckled, "Good." He rested his head on mine, kissing the top of my head once more before I dozed off to sleep.