Cincinnati Boy

Chapter 11

ERICA'S POV

I knew Caro was gonna be mad at me, but I didn't think she'd fall back in Joe's arms that quick. Anyways, today was Saturday which meant Jackson probably wanted to go the the baseball game. "Jackson, you ready to go?" I looked into his room and he was facing the wall, not responding. "Jackson-" He interrupted me, "No, go hang out with your stupid boyfriend. He's more important anyway." I frowned. I have been ignoring Jackson here lately. "Jack.." I walked over to him. He looked at me in anger. "I'm sorry.. I didn't know you felt that way. Do you wanna get ice cream after?" He still looked mad. "C'mon.." I tickled his sides and he couldn't resist laughing. "Alright, fine." He finally gave up. I put my index fingers to the corners of his mouth and forced him to smile, "C'mon, kid." We both walked to my car and headed to the ball game.

Jackson was already running to the stadium. We haven't went in two or three weeks, so he was excited. I rushed over to him and sat beside him. I grabbed my phone and I took a selfie with him, doing thumbs up. I posted it on Instagram and then put my phone away as the game started. Then Jon showed up without me knowing until I felt his warm skin touch my bare arms. "Hi, baby." He looked over at Jackson. "Hey, buddy." He messed his hair up and laughed. We watched the game, which was full of action. Some guy in front of me stood up and shouted "Son of a bitch, you mother fucker! Get him out!" I made a pissed off look and stood up, "Excuse me, sir, but I have a child with me and there are other kids here, too, so I need you to please watch your language." He looked at me in disgust, "Who the fuck do you think you are?" He spat. I didn't turn away from the guy but I felt Jon's presence behind me. "Who the FUCK do you think you are?" He growled at him. "Jon, baby, it's fine." I tried shoving him away from the guy; they were having a staredown. "It's not fine. I'm not gonna let this redneck asshole talk to my fucking girlfriend like that." He bucked up at the guy, then the guy swung at Jon and caught him right in the jaw. "JON!" I shouted. Jon jumped over me and started beating the hell out of the guy. I tried getting them apart, but it didn't work. I looked over at Jackson and he was laughing, "Beat his ass, Jon!" He shouted. I laughed hard. I wanted to punish him, but I couldn't. Finally, a couple of security guards pulled them apart. They were still spat cuss words at each other when they got pulled apart. "Leave." The security guard told Jon. "What the fuck? He came at us first, why do we have to leave but not him?" Jon was angry, I could see a vein popping out of his forehead. Blood dripped from his nose, but he didn't care, he just wiped it with the back of his hand. "I'm trying to enjoy my Saturday morning with my girlfriend and her brother, and this asshole-" He stopped talking because Jackson spoke. "Jon! That was.... AWESOME!" He ran over to Jon and jumped on his back. Jon laughed and started to carry him out, then turned around and said, "Y'know what? Fuck you and your shitty arena. Stop buying drugs with your sex money and make it worth something." Jon said, covering Jackson's ears. He turned around in confidence and carried Jackson to the car. I was laughing hard. Jon put Jackson in the car and looked at me, who was still laughing. He laughed aswell. I laughed even harder because his chuckle was so funny. He hugged me, still laughing. "Savage as hell." I told him, smiling and getting in the car. He looked over at me and grinned, "You betcha." He then planted a kiss on my cheek and we headed out for ice cream.