DANGER.....Curves Ahead!!

CHAPTER 18: Hungry?!?

EVANGELINE

When I woke up the next morning, I noticed Jon wasn't next to me. So I got up out of bed and headed downstairs.

While heading down, I could smell some french toast and sausage and continued making my way down into the kitchen.

I saw everyone sitting down at the table, talking about something that I assumed was about me cause as soon as they made eye contact with me and looked over, they stopped. I also noticed that the looks on their faces were sad and sympathetic.

"What's going on?" I asked looking at them and noticing my dad wasn't there.

"Good morning baby." I see Jon greet me as he gets up and walks over towards me and places a kiss good morning on the lips.

"Morning." I tell him. "Where's my dad? Is he still sleeping?" I asked.

Jon looks at everyone at the table who look at him and me with the same looks on their faces.

"Baby, he left last night after you went to sleep." He tells me with sympathy.

"What?" I asked in disbelief. How could he leave again? He must have known all along he was going to leave. 

"Evangeline...." Jon said as he began to try and wrap his arms around me to comfort me but I didn't want that right now. 

Instead, I just turned around and ran up the stairs into the bedroom and locked the door as I fell onto the bed and began crying harder than I have in a very long time. 

For the next couple of days, I hadn't come out of the room or spoke to anyone. I just wanted to be alone and shut everyone and everything out. I needed time to think about all of this. 

That is until the second night since my dad had left and was close to midnight that I had realized I just how hungry I was and that the few snacks and drinks that we had in the mini fridge in Jon's room here was not going to be enough. 

So I forced myself up off the bed and then quietly opened the door. I begin looking to the right to see if anybody was out of their room and then looked to the left and sitting back against the wall by the bedroom door was Jon. He had a blanket over him and seemed to be sleeping. Oh my god, has he been sleeping here for the last couple of nights?

I quietly try and walk down the stairs without waking him and just wait until I head back upstairs to wake him up. 

So I make my way down into the kitchen and notice there's not much in the house. So I order a couple of pizzas and wings and wait for them downstairs. Which it's a good thing that the small country-like town that's a few miles away from us has an all night pizza delivery place. 

Almost forty-five minutes later, the pizza arrived and I answered the door so he didn't wake everyone up and after he left, I grabbed some sodas and began heading back upstairs. When I got up to the room, I noticed Jon wasn't there by the door anymore. He must have gone down the hallway towards one of the spare bedrooms to sleep. Which is fine, I didn't plan on sharing this food with him anyways. 

As soon as I walk in, I lock the door behind me and set everything down on the bed and then jump a little bit in fright after hearing Jon's voice coming from the bathroom. I turn around and look at him all sexy with his hair not gelled and is all messed up and leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed. 

"Got hungry huh?" I heard him say. 

"My god, you scared the shit out of me." I tell him. "You got tired of sleeping on the floor?" I asked him. 

"Well, that but also, I had to use the bathroom." He smirks. 

"I'm sorry that I haven't talked to you guys and that you had to sleep on the floor." I tell him. 

"It's okay. I didn't care. I wanted to be as close to you as I could whenever you were ready to let me in and talk." He tells me. 

"Thank you." I tell him. 

He starts walking up to me and leans his forehead against mine before cupping the side of my face with his hand. 

"I'm so sorry about everything." He says under his breath. 

"It's alright. It's not your fault." I tell him while placing my hand on the side of his face. 

"I'm here if you ever want to talk." He assures me. 

"I know." I smile. 

"I love you." He says. 

"I love you too." I reply. 

We both then lean in and start kissing and then my stomach starts to growl loudly. Of course it just HAD to ruin this moment. 

"You hungry?" He chuckles. 

"Yeah. You?" I ask. 

"Yeah. I guess we need to get our strength. We have a lot of time to make up for." He smirks and kisses me again. 

"Okay." I smile at him. 

We ended up eating while watching a movie and then after a couple hours of not being able to sleep, we made love to each other and damn, I can't believe I went almost three days without his touch and how he feels inside of me. 

Tomorrow however, we needed to figure out in what to do next and I had a couple of questions I needed to ask Jon also. Just to see if my father said anything to him. But for now, we're just going to love each other. 

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)