(I'm not good with scenes like these so I decided to skip that for now. Anyways, enjoy! But if you guys want, then I will write it. Read and Review!)
8 years later…
"How much longer until we get there? It feels as if we've been driving forever! I just want to get off of this car and stretch my legs. They've been aching for the past half hour." Isabella said as she moaned from the backseat. She sighed loudly, clearly from being annoyed, "There's hardly any room back here."
Jon looked at his sister through the rear view mirror. "I told ya to take a nap while we drove to the next city." He said. "Where did the time go? It was much easier when you were a kid. Those were the days…" He sighed, trying to remember the days when it was easier taking care of a 9 year old. As Isabella grew up, she became a rebellious teenager. She began to smoke on her on will, but Jon didn't mind.
"Shut up, Jon!" Isabella laughed as she punched his arm, "Besides, I'm not even tired. Well, maybe just a little bit. Only because someone kept me up with their snoring." She slowly turned to look at the driver, Sami Callihan.
"I DO not snore! Jon, do I snore?" Sami asked Jon, looking at him for an answer, "Do I? Please tell your sister I do not snore!" When he got no answer, he frowned, "Jon?! Dude!"
"Well…" Jon shrugged, "You do, but, you know…I use earplugs to block it out." He said with a wide smirk.
Sami turned to glare at Isabella. "God, I hate you Isabella. You two are always teaming up on me. Screw you both!" Sami flipped them off, which made the siblings laugh.
"Awww, Sami!" Isabella pinched his cheeks, then kissing it, "We love you too, babe." She played with his hair, making it messy.
"Get off of me! I am trying to drive here!"
"Okay, okay. Calm down you damn kids." Said Jon in a joking manner. They arrived to their destination for tonight's show. By now, it was 3:19 in the afternoon. Sami and Jon had 4 hours until the show, leaving them with enough time to hit the gym. Isabella was working the show tonight as well; in fact, she'd been working shows for the past months as a valet for Jon, even if she was only 17. They settled into the hotel room.
"Finally! I can stretch my legs. Ugh…" Isabella did a couple leg stretches, groaning in the pleasure it gave her. She flopped down onto the bed, sighing in content, "Okay, now I'm hungry. Will one of you boys be kind as to go buy me some food?" She asked with closed eyes.
"Oh now the 'princess' is hungry." Sami said sarcastically, with a roll of his eyes, "Would you also want me to rub your feet too?" He asked, unpacking a few of his clothes and ring gear.
Jon did a face palm, and then burst out into laughter. "Okay, okay. Both of you calm down please. You're giving me a headache." He said, "But Is, what do you want to eat? I'll go get it for you. Unless Sami volunteers to go…" He looked at Sami, eyebrows raised.
"No f*cking way!"
Isabella rolled her eyes, blowing the hair out of her face. "Anything, Jon. Go get me whatever; I could eat about anything right now. Oh, and Sami.." Isabella smiled innocently, raising her middle finger to flip him off, "B*tch, you do as I say." She smirked.
Sami smirked back at her, giving her the same gesture of the finger. "Cute, Is. Real cute."
"You kids behave while I'm gone. Don't be doing anything you shouldn't. I'll be back shortly…" Jon walked out of the room, leaving his sister alone with his best friend. But sometimes he worried if…'Nah. They wouldn't do that. What a ridiculous thought, Jon. They're both smart enough..' He shrugged it off and went to pick up food for Isabella.
"Who ya texting there, Is?" Sami asked as he snatched Isabella's phone from her hands.
"Hey! Give it back, Sami! This is a private convo!" Isabella tried getting it back. She was failing miserably, since Sami was much taller and stronger than she was. "Sami!"
Sami smirked, scrolling through her phone. "Ah, here we go. Let's see….Oh. This seems rather interesting…" He began to read a text out loud, before being tumbled down to the floor by Isabella as she jumped onto him. "Woah, Is!"
The two were now face to face, lips mere inches from each other. "Um, Sami?" She questioned, deciding whether to get off or stay in the current position she gotten herself into. He's her brother's best friend! He was practically like a second brother to her but….
"Nice little predicament we've gotten ourselves into, huh Is?" Sami smirked, wrapping his arms around her waist. He titled his head slightly, "What are you thinking about?" He asked.
Isabella sighed, biting her bottom lip. "Sami…" She then smiled nervously, "We couldn't possibly….I mean…Jon, he trusts you to take care of me when he's not around. Not, you know…" She explained.
"What?" Sami questioned, his smirk only growing wider, "I am not thinking about that.." He said.
"Sami, I can feel it in your pants, babe. It's pretty obvious…" Isabella said, trying to get up but Sami prevented her from doing so. She looked at him, and the next she knew, Sami was kissing her. His arms remained around her waist, only holding her tighter, "S..Sa..Sami…" She said in between kisses, and then pulled back. Without saying anything else, moving down to his pants and slowly pulled down his shorts, followed by his boxers. "Oh..."
15 minutes, Jon pulled into the hotel parking lot, Isabella's food in hand. "Hope she's in the mood for some Taco Bell. Eh, of course. It's her favorite.." He grabbed the bags full of food and started making his way up to the 3 floor. He took out the key card pass out of his pocket and opened the door, "Is, I've brought you your food…" Jon looked around, finding neither Isabella nor Sami.
Isabella popped up from behind the bed, wiping away precm from her lips. "Jon…" She looked down at Sami, then back at Jon. "I-It's not what you think…"
"WHAT THE F*CK IS GOING ON HERE?! SAMI!" Jon threw the food onto the floor, rushing over to Isabella, pulling her behind him. "I leave for 15 minutes to go get some food, leaving you in charge of Isabella and this is what you do?! I trusted you better than this!" He yelled.
Sami stood up, pulling up both his boxers and shorts. He had guilt written all over his face. "Jon, dude..it's not what you think happened. I didn't mean for it to happen. I-It just did..Dude, I-I.." He began to explain before being knocked down onto the floor by a punch thrown by Jon.
"F*ck you, Sami! She's my baby sister! MY 17 YEAR OLD SISTER! She's underage!"
"Jon…" Isabella tried to calm him down, but it was doing no good. Jon was way beyond pissed to be calmed down.
"No! NO! NO! I really thought you'd be smarter than this, Is! I don't know what the F*CK was going on through your head!" Jon screamed at her, the veins in his neck now visible. He turned to Sami, pointing his finger at him. "You…You I have to deal with at work. And you f*cking know what? Get your own room from now on! Isabella, we'll talk about tonight after the show." He left the room to go catch some air before he lost his temper again.
Later that night, after the show, Jon sat down with Isabella. "I never thought you would do something as stupid as this, Is. But why with Sami, huh?" He asked calmly, trying not to lose his temper. "You don't even love him, so why him?"
"I-I don't know, Jon. I was curious, okay? And it…it just sort of happened." Isabella explained, hugging her legs close to her chest. Tears were now rolling down her cheeks. "Jon….be happy that it wasn't the other kind of sex. It's not like I'm going to get pregnant or anything." She said, chewing on her bottom lip.
"Yes, but for f*cks sake, Isabella." Jon ran his hands through his hair, pulling on it in frustration. He sighed angrily. "It doesn't matter what kind of sex it was! One can get you pregnant, the other…it can lead to STD's and sh*t. Were you not thinking about that?! Clearly you weren't….and neither was Sami. F*cking damn it."
Isabella sniffled as she rested her head on Jon's shoulder. She never has seen him so angry before in her life. This is the first Jon had blown up at her. "I'm sorry, Jon. I never meant to make you angry. I know how much you care about me, but you should know I'm not a little girl anymore." She said, wrapping her arms around him, embracing him the tightest she could. "It wasn't Sami's fault. It was me; he didn't force me into anything."
"I don't care whose fault it was. You and Sami should have known better than to do that. Especially Sami…he knows what he did was wrong." Jon said, in a calmer tone. He wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of her head.
"If you hate me, I can understand Jon…" Isabella choked on her tears, but Jon just held her even closer to him. She felt him rock her body a little.
"Isabella…" Jon let out a soft chuckle, rubbing her back with a gentle movement of his hands. "I could never hate you. No matter how big or what sh*tty decision you make, nothing is going to make me hate you. You're all I have in this world now, well, besides my wrestling career. I love you baby girl."
Isabella looked up at Jon with teary eyes. Her lips formed into a sad smile. "You haven't called me that in years, Jon."
"You are and will always be my baby girl, Is."
