A/N: here ya go. This is a long chapter but since the last chapter didn't have much I thought this one would have lots.
CHAPTER NINE: The Unspoken Truth
After great sex and an hour nap Jon and Avery needed to get ready for dinner with Grayson. She hopped into the shower first feeling great, but always anxiety came back about tonight, she didn't know what was going to happen but she sensed something a little off. She got out after about 10 minutes and got dressed into a pair of blue skinny jeans and a plain grey baggy t-shirt, then put on a black and white scarf along with a black leather jacket, a silver watch and grey combat boots. Avery took her straightener out of the bathroom and let it heat up on her makeup table across from her bed.
She heard a whistle. "You look hot babe." Jon just still laid in bed smirking.
"Thank you Jon, but you need to get ready." He just pouted. "Jon." She warned. He gave in sighed getting up from the bed and walking naked to the bathroom. Avery gave a whistle just to mess with him, he laughed and flexed, "Just get in the shower dofus." She laughed as he obliged. Nyx just stared at Avery looking confused as if she hadn't seen a human before. "I know, he's an odd one. I don't get him either." She said to her dog and petted her.
Avery made slight waves in her light brown hair and lined her eyes and did a cat eye look. That's when she stopped and saw Jon looking in her mirror, he just had a towel around his waist and his air was dripping wet and falling into his eyes. He looked like pure sex, nothing could describe him better right now than just pure intoxicating sex. Jon just smirked knowing what he did to her.
"Jon stop doing this to me." She said sarcastically. She got up and walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Stop doing what?" He chuckled and kissed her with lust. Finally Avery felt ok with Jon and she now knew that he wasn't going to leave her, well at least for now. Jon moved from her lips down to her neck and he pushed her against the wall. She hated what she had to do but she wasn't going o miss dinner with her brother.
Avery pulled away as she locked eyes with extraordinary blues, "Babe… we can't do this now, we need to go." He just sighed and let go of her, walking into the bathroom to get changed. "Thanks… but hey don't be sad you'll get more." He looked back. "Lots more." She winked.
After a while of flirting and kissing they finally made it out of the condo and made it to the causal sports bar and grill. She sighed as they walked in and Avery immediately found Grayson at a table for two, she pulled Jon by his larger hand to the table. Grayson looked up in surprise.
"Um… Hi Grays." Avery smiled awkwardly as she was still holding hands with Jon, who was just smirking looking over Grayson while he did the same. Grayson was around 5'11 and was skinny also wasn't that muscular, he was covered in tattoos and wearing a white beanie to cover his dirty blonde short spiked hair, a blue, black and white band t-shirt along with black skinny jeans. Now I know where she gets her style from Jon thought.
"Um, Grayson this is Jon, Jon this is Grayson." Grayson stood up making Avery nervous but he stuck his hand out for a hand shake and Jon shook it, but Grayson's forest green eyes examined Jon closely not sure of what to think or why he hasn't heard of him or what kind of relationship Jon had with Avery.
"What's up man? Nice to meet ya." Thankfully Grayson was being his cool calm self. "Hey sis, I missed ya, three weeks is too long." Grayson gave Avery a hug and sat back down and sipped his beer still watching Jon and what he would do next.
"Ya I know but traveling ain't that bad especially with your best friends." She smiled at Jon and he smiled back.
"Here let me get you a chair." Jon pulled a chair from another table and Avery sat down in it.
"Thanks." She just watched Grayson watching Jon's every move. "Grayson um… how are ya? And how is the gallery going?" Avery asked making Grayson stop looking at Jon.
"It's good I just got fully moved into the new studio, so it's going great and I'm making lots of money so that helps." Grayson told Avery about the new art gallery he was going to open soon. He always was amazing with art and he wanted to do something he loved just like Avery was doing, so he became an artist.
"That's great, I would love to come by and check it out." Avery said as a waitress came over. Jon ordered just a beer and Avery got a Pepsi.
Another awkward silence fell but Grayson took his attention to Jon. "So Jon you're a wrestler I take it."
"Yup. I've been doing it my whole life." He answered seeing right through Grayson's fake smile. "And you're an artist I take it." Jon just smiled back, but felt Avery grab his hand, he looked down and saw her face telling him to stop, but Jon wasn't going to take shit from anyone, who cares what he does? Why should they judge him?
"Yes..." Grayson said with teeth clenched getting mad, but Jon was calm and collected just with a smirk on his face. "My life is great, I make my sister happy as well as my beautiful girlfriend, Brook."
"Are you saying I can't make her happy?" Jon asked sarcastically.
"Jonathan." Avery said quietly not really wanting to get involved.
"Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not." Grayson shot back.
"Grayson." Avery spoke up.
"Yeah Grayson." Jon teased. She stood up and pulled Grayson outside for a minute to talk.
"What the fuck was that? You have no right to judge his life when you don't even know him." Avery was pissed and wasn't going to let her brother get away with this. "And another thing you can't tell me how to live my life, you are not dad. I thought you wanted to be someone different? Someone who is their own person, but now all I see is dad. This is why we moved away from Alaska, to be our own people and be different, to be rebels, and to not take shit from anyone."
"Avery don't compare me to dad. He is nothing like me. He never will be." Grayson was almost yelling at this point.
"Well look in the mirror Grayson. You look just like him, the eyes, the hair, and the tattoos in the same spots. Where is my brother who helped me survive each night when we just moved? My brother who put on a brave face so you wouldn't show you were scared? You may not be able to change the way you look but you can change your attitude." Avery looked intensely into his eyes.
They were both quiet for a moment letting it sink in. "Avery… I just want you to be happy."
"What made you think I wasn't?"
It was time for the truth Grayson wasn't going to let her hurt anymore. "When me and you left, I made dad a promise-" he got cut off
"Wait you made a promise with the devil?" Avery was now fuming. She hated her dad and would never promise him anything.
"Well not everyone in our family hated dad Avery."
"Grayson I don't want to hear it." Avery walked back inside and grabbed Jon. "Babe lets get out of here."
"Is everything alright?" Jon asked concerned, but she didn't say a word. Avery didn't want to let Jon see her cry, so she was holding back tears the whole way to the condo. Jon didn't know what to do, he had never seen her this way, it was almost like she was shutting him out to make herself feel safe, a defence mechanism he recognized because he used to do it himself.
They made it to the condo and she just went into the bathroom. Nyx just stared at Jon showing a little aggression.
"Hey I didn't do it don't get mad at me." Jon said to the dog and put his hands up. Nyx just walked to the bathroom door and laid down. Jon walked to the door also and knocked softly. "Babe, please come out and tell me what happened. Avery please, you can trust me." He got no answer, just soft whimpers.
Jon knew he wasn't going to get anything out of her until she was ready so he sat on her couch and played call of duty. About ten minutes later she came out with eyes puffy and red, he just looked up at her but she just looked down and started to walk upstairs. Jon got up and caught up to her and grabbed her hand. They locked eyes with the same electricity between them as day one but this time it was also worry and sadness. She gave a fake smile to let him know she was ok but he saw right through it. Avery tried to keep walking upstairs but Jon didn't let go.
They're eyes met again and she just said quietly trying not to let her voice crack. "Babe… please."
He let go and watched her leave to go upstairs. Jon was worried but didn't know what do to. He just wished they had switched places for tonight. He sat on the couch again and put his head in his hands just thinking.
An hour and a half went by and Avery was still upstairs, Jon had enough, it was time he found out what happened tonight. He went upstairs expecting her to be in bed but she wasn't, Avery sat outside on her balcony with Nyx laying by her, while she was smoking a cigarette, while just wearing some sweats and a tank top. He walked outside but she didn't say a word or look at him, but he didn't say anything either.
They sat on the chairs, Avery just watched the city while Jon just stared at her. He briefly saw her shiver from the Chicago air and he put his hoodie over her small frame. Avery looked in his eyes and he saw all of her emotions through hers, it was sadness, disappointment, maybe some regret but behind all of that she tried to make herself look happy. Her grabbed her hand and rubbed it, and she put out her cigarette.
"I'm sorry Jonathan. You should never see me like this, and I'm sorry for bringing you into my family problems." She softly spoke.
"Babe, you need to stop apologizing. It wasn't your fault, it was mine for starting shit. I'm sorry." He honestly said.
"Thank you… so you probably want to know what happened right?" Jon just nodded
"But it's ok… just whenever you're ready Wolverine." She couldn't help but smile at the nickname.
"Ok well…. Grayson made a promise to my devil of a father, but I didn't stay to hear the promise, it's just not worth it." She felt some comfort telling Jon her story, and that hasn't happened with anyone else.
"You don't have to tell me but what happened to your father what makes you hate him so much?" Jon questioned still rubbing her hand.
"Yeah… um… well when I was young I really used to love my dad, but then when I was 10 or 11 my attitude kicked in, so me and him fought a lot and I became a rebel." Some tears fell down her cheek but Jon wiped them away. "I got into drugs when I was 15, and that's when I met a guy who was 23. And that's when… when he raped me… and, and I became pregnant." He just looked at her in shock as tears poured down her face harder. "but I only felt like I could tell my dad for some reason, which was the biggest mistake of my life, because when I told him, he took me to an isolated area where… where he beat me… and he kicked and punched my stomach as hard as he could." The vivid memories came back and brought a chill down her spine. Jon didn't know what to do, he defiantly wasn't expecting this. She just cried harder and harder.
"Baby it's ok, I got ya." Jon stood up and carried her into the bedroom where he laid with her, and wiped some tears away.
"It's not ok Jonathan… my dad… the man I thought I trusted and loved… he killed my innocent unborn child, and the doctor said I might never be able to have kids. Jon, I have never told anyone ever about this, except for Phil (cm punk), and I see that look in your eyes, but you can't kill my father, because he's dead. I didn't stop to ask why or how, but he's gone. But I just couldn't understand why… why I still loved him… the man who killed my child and pretty much hated me as much as I hated him. So after that I just left to peruse my dream of becoming a wrestler." She wiped her tears and put her head on his chest, as he just ran his fingers through her brown hair.
"Avery… babe I'm so sorry, but I promise to never ever let you feel that pain again. Our past experiences make us who we are today, and I wouldn't want you any other way, because…." Jon paused and took in a breath. "Because I love you Avery." She got up and straddled him and just looked into his gorgeous blue eyes and kissed him passionately.
"I love you too Jonathan."
