"Jon, are you serious....... I ... wow... If I would have had any inkling of a thought that she was yours I would have called you when I found out I was pregnant..., wait...a minute, I said, what's wrong?" I asked him. 'why are you sad?" emma loves spending time with you. I added.
"Its nothing." he said "I just got to thinking about the fact that I have really bonded with Emma since you guys have been staying with me, I don't know what I'm going to do when you guys get a place of your own."
"Guess you'll be coming over to visit a lot." I said. "Or having us over all the time." I smiled. "after all you are her daddy." I could have sworn I saw a slight smile on his face when I said it.
Jon got up and went and put Emma in her playpen and came back in the living room.
"So," he asked "what do you think is going to happen to us, now that you're better." he asked me.
"Us?" I said looking at him puzzled. He blushed and said,
"Yeah, I mean we are even better friends than before, and I was just wondering if there was something more to our relationship than just friendship."
"I mean our actions seem to indicate there either is or could be, but your body language when I try to hug you or touch you screams-NO!" he added.
I just sat there unsure of what to say. He was right though-- I also felt there was something more between us that just friendship, though every time he tried to give me a friendly hug I would move away from him, if he tried to lightly grab my wrist to get me to see what Emma was doing I yanked my arm away as though it was over an open flame.. Worst of all if he tried to reach over and brush my blonde curls away from my face I would instinctively put my arms up to block him as though I thought he was trying to hit me--when it came to dealing with relationships and men thanks to Jake aka = mr asshole douchebag I was totally messed up and confused.
As Jon and I sat there and talked, I told him that I needed some time to get over what Jake put me through. He was very understanding and said he'd wait as long as it takes to see if there was something more between us.
The next morning, I called Katie and talked to her about what had gone down with Jon and I the night before, and she immediately gave me the phone number of her therapist.
As soon as I got off the phone with Katie, I called and set up an appointment with Ms. Wakefield the therapist. Jon and I spent the day at his mom's with Emma and let me tell you she and Grandma Marlene bonded almost immediately. Marlene was a little stunned by the news, but, she accepted it and hugged us both.
The next afternoon Jon watched Emma so I could go to my first therapy session. I was a little nervous at first, but Ms.Wakefield assured me that I didn't have to be nervous, she even asked that I call her Elizabeth. Our 45 minute session flew by quickly and we set up another one for later in the week, she advised me when I got home that if I had any clothes, photos, or anything that Jake had given me(unless they were expensive) to get rid of them in what ever manner I saw fit. She added that if I had anything expensive from him I should take it to a pawnshop.
Emma was napping when I got back and Jon was folding laundry, he paused and asked me how things went, "Fine" I said. Then I went down the hallway to my bedroom, I grabbed the empty clothes hamper from by the door and proceeded to grab every article of clothing he had ever bought me, all the love letters he had written me, all the cheap ass jewelry that turned my skin horribly green, the few pictures that I had of the two of us together and a couple cassettes of songs he had said would remind me of him and tossed them all in the hamper.
I also found a couple stuffed bears he had given me and all the skimpy trashy lingere he had bought for me to wear that some how got packed in with my clothes when I went to stay with Jon, and tossed them in as well.
That night Jon had the guys over for a bonfire and a barbeque, and I actually found myself having fun and enjoying myself. When Jon was getting bonfire started I told him I had some things I needed to burn if it was ok, he was a bit surprised and said as long as it wouldn't cause an explosion, to go for it.
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A Second Chance at love
FanfictionJon and Chrissy had dated his high school, but were driven apart by vicious classmates... this is the story of what happened when they were given "A Second Chance at Love"
