The Drummer's Boy

Chapter 14. A Little To Be Happy For, A Lot To Be Sad For

Jon's P.O.V:

George left & Jon was sitting at his table, drinking a cup of tea with Barbara. But she wasn't drinking hers at all. Instead, she was staring down at it, thinking.

Jon took a sip of his tea & set it down on the table. He cleared his throat & Barbara looked up. A frown was plastered on her face. She was definitely very unhappy.

Barbara got up & walked over to Jon. She pulled up a chair & sat down in it next to Jon. She slid her arm around him & rested her head on his shoulder. She sighed & closed her eyes.

Jon felt a pang of guilt. He was unfair to George. He didn't deserve what Jon did to him at all. The thought of George brought back memories that he didn't want to remember. He leaned away from Barbara's arm.

Barbara opened her eyes & stared hard at Jon. "Why did you do that?"

Jon shrugged & started to trace imaginary pictures on his arm. He didn't know what to say to her. How could he? He already hurt George, he didn't want to hurt Barbara too. He decided to take a chance & talk to her. "I'm not happy."

Barbara tilted her head sideways, eyes squinted. She was trying to figure him out. She already knew he was unhappy. After all, he felt bad for hurting George like he did. He had no reason to be happy at all. But wait. "George isn't here, I know. But I am. And I love you. You know you have me, so you have a little bit to be happy for."

Jon shook his head & sniffled. He was on the verge of crying. He knew that he shouldn't push Barbara away just because he felt upset. She was only trying to help.

She saw Jon's eyes well up with tears. Her instincts told her to hug him & comfort him. But her body was telling her to stay where she was. Feeling undecided & guilty, Barbara only spoke. "What do you need me to do about this?"

Jon shrugged. He didn't know what he wanted. But this guilt & pity he was feeling wasn't helping with anything at all. Jon decided to grab Barbara's arms & pull her into a kiss. The action startled her a little, but she slowly melted at the feel of his lips pressed against hers.

One thing led to another, he picked Barbara up & carried her up to his bedroom. She laughed & kissed him along the way.

They collapsed on the bed, & things got heated. Shirts were pulled off & pants were too. In a matter of seconds, Barbara's bra was about to be lifted up & off too.

All the clothes were off.

Barbara laughed & layed down on the bed. Her legs were dangling in the air, spread apart. Jon took it to his advantage & grabbed her leg to pull her closer to him. She giggled, but it was silenced when Jon crushed his lips against hers.

They laid on top of each other & that was that. The night was filled with sweet romance. Nothing could have been better than the pleasure they felt that night.

The morning, however, is a different story.

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The following morning, Jon & Barbara rolled onto each other laughing & kissing each other. They slept in Jon's bed, & their clothes remained off. The only thing that could ruin the moment, was the telephone that rang on the stand next to the bed.

Barbara sighed & rolled over so Jon could answer the phone. He picked it up. "Hello?" The voice on the other end was not who Jon was expecting to hear from, ever again.

He put his hand over the speaker. "It's George", he whispered to Barbara. She rolled her eyes & got up out of the room to give them some privacy.

George was rather quiet on the other end, clearly still upset, but he wanted to clarify the situation with Jon. "I'm sorry Jon," he said.

Jon didn't know why George was apologizing or how to respond to his apology so he said the first thing that came to mind. "What? I should be apologizing. Why are YOU sorry?"

George chuckled quietly. "I'm sorry you're such an asshole. Sorry that even though we are CLEARLY done for, I still FUCKING love you."

Jon knew that George was trying to make a comeback, but he also knew that his insults weren't nearly as good. It didn't hurt Jon at all. George's soft & quiet crying was the only thing that Jon could hear. He was more upset at Jon than mad. This made Jon smile. George didn't like to express sad emotions, it wasn't like him at all.

George calmed his crying. "Are you going to talk to me or not you asshole."

Jon held back a laugh. "What do you want me to say? I think I already said it all."

Even though Jon knew George was trying to sound sophisticated & strong, only his crying could be overheard. And it showed. "Don't say that. Don't you dare. I don't want to hear that shit anymore, okay?"

He felt guilty for mentioning it to George in the first place now. He wanted to help him get better, not make him feel worse. "I'm sorry. For everything. I didn't want to hurt you."

And, of course, George tried to sound like Jon's words didn't phase him at all. He always tried to act stronger than how he really was. "Yeah, well, you fucking did. But, hell, you probably don't fucking care do you? I bet you already moved on. Oh wait, you did. Barbara, right? You're ex bitch. Oh wait, no, I'm sorry, you're NEW bitch. My bad."

Jon closed his eyes & took a deep breath. George was stressing him out & it was really getting to him. He always hated how easily George could do that. However, Jon was feeling more guilty in sleeping & having sex with Barbara than anything. He couldn't disagree with George. He didn't agree with him either though.

Jon opened his eyes & let all that he was holding in, out. "You hate me, I get it. I am sorry, I really am. I do care about you're feelings but I couldn't pretend to be in love with you. That's wrong. It's worse than breaking up with you. You just have to deal with what you're going through. Just know I'm sorry."

George was silent, processing Jon's words. However, he broke down crying & Jon didn't know what else to say. He didn't have to, George spoke for himself. "Deal with it? You know what? Fuck you Jon. I'm not going to FUCKING deal with it. You hurt me AND you made me cry. How do you THINK I feel? Oh, that's right, you don't FUCKING care."

Jon felt like he, himself, was going to cry. But, unlike George, he held it in. Just as he was about to speak, George hung up. What an asshole, he thought as he put the telephone back in it's place. He sighed & put his hands over his face.

George was a broken record, & Jon didn't know how to fix him.

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WOOHOO!! LONGER CHAPTER FOR YOU SPECIAL CUPCAKES! ^~^ I'm thinking about hooking Jon & George back up!! Any opinions? >.< Thanks!

~Zoey