Once Jon dropped his laundry off he headed for my place, which I guess wasn't going to be mine much longer. We still should have had plenty of time before Kim got home. I stared out the window and watched everything pass us by, trying to make a mental list of the stuff I had to grab. He remembered right where we were going. He never even had to ask the simplest direction, we got there fairly quick to I thought to myself as we pulled up to the building.
"Are we going to be able to get it all?" He asked me, he was completely serious.
"No, Jon of course not." I looked over at him in disbelief at his question.
"Becca, you don't have to be snippy." He cautioned me, He tried to reason with me "I have a truck."
"Baby, I don't want to fight with you, sorry I snapped." I shook my head as I looked up at the building.
"There is just no way can we get it all, everything there is mine." I reasoned with him. "Are you going to carry couches and beds down the stairs by yourself superman?" I looked over at him and I could tell my last question wasn't well received. I felt badly now, I wasn't sure if he was mad or upset or both.
"Becca, I will buy you fucking couches, if you don't like the bed I have, I will buy another." He continues "You want a table?" He looked at me his eyes were on fire with sincerity. "What do you want? I will fucking buy it" I knew he was serious but I never wanted him to rearrange his entire life.
"Come on Jon, Let's go "I said as I grabbed for the door handle and jumped out of the truck and he followed me.

As we made our way up the stairs I could hear loud music, it wasn't normal for this time of day. Almost everyone here is at work right now, or should be. As I got even closer to my apartment door, it became more obvious where it was coming from. I turned and looked at Jon, our eyes met and I knew he knew too.
"That's coming from your place?" He said as he still moved forward. I grabbed his hand stopping him.
"You know it is" I said. I didn't want to go in, I was sure she wasn't alone. He took a step closer to me closing the gap between us. He looked at me and shook his head.
"So what, she's there" he sighed. "Look Becca, you want me to make a commitment of any kind then you have to also." He was completely aggravated, "I am not going to have this conversation here." Right then I knew what I had to do, so I was just going to do it. I walked forward and stuck my key into the lock.

As I opened the door I didn't see Kim but instead I saw Eric and Tyler, they were both sitting there on the couch. They had beer cans piled up on the table in front of them and I even noticed a few lines of coke laid out. Eric pulled his lips from the bong in order to give me a proper greeting.
"Becca, you came home" He was loud and obnoxious
"You going to entertain us until Kim is able to again?" Tyler asked smugly.
"Awww sorry boys, she will be busy entertaining me "Jon snapped out as he walked through the door brushing by me.
"What a shame" Tyler spat out.
"You really have no idea" Jon practically growled out. I started to try to gently nudge him in the direction of my room. As I walked by Kim's room I made the mistake of glancing in she was passed out on the bed, totally nude and vulnerable. I wasn't even sure if she was ok, I began to walk into the bedroom.
"I guess some people really can party too much" Eric called out. I turned around and glared at him.
"Shut the fuck up" I shouted. As walked into the room, as I got closer I noticed she had several bruises on her in random spots. She was breathing though, she looked horrible. I reached over grabbing a blanket and throwing it over her. I wasn't sure if I should be disgusted or empathetic. I looked back at Jon as he watched me I walked back to him and grabbed him by the by the hand leading him into my bedroom. I rolled my eyes at both Eric and Tyler as I walked past them.

Once Jon and I were inside my bed room I closed the door moving fast to the closet pulling out my suitcase and two bags. I threw one at Jon and he looked at me questioning me silently.
"Will you please just go into my dresser and help me pack?" I asked looking at him.
"Yeah sure" He said walking over to it. I threw my suitcase on the bed and started grabbing stuff off of hangers. I just wanted to get out of there; I certainly didn't want to be there when Kim got up. I looked over at Jon he found the drawer with my panties, he was taking them out one pair at a time and holding them up to look at them then throwing them in the bag. I walked over to him grabbing a pile out of the open drawer and throwing them in the bag He smiled down at me.
"See you don't have to pack them one pair at a time." I shook my head.
"I packing and visualizing" He laughed.
"More packing, less visualizing, ok babe?" I tried to reason with him.
I walked back over to the bed folding my blanket and placing my pillows on top of it. I grabbed the empty bad off my bed and walked over to my dresser opening a drawer and throwing some clothes into it then I started to grab pictures and my other personal stuff pilling it all into a small tote. I could tell by the buzzing noise I heard that Jon had moved on to the drawer of my nightstand.
"Whoa this one is complicated" he laughed I turned around looking at him tensing my jaw.
"Jon,seriously" I whined out.
"Fine" he said as he walked over dumping the contents of the drawer into my bag. "Well you may as well bring them all"
"Jon there are three of them and I am grown up" I rolled my eyes.
"Nothing wrong with it, you don't want someone stealing them." He winked "Plus I am on the road a lot."
"You ready?" I asked as I threw my last pair of jeans into my bag zipping it up.
"Yeah" he said as he grabbed everything he could leaving me with just both bags. I looked around the room one last time making sure that I had everything I wanted. Once I was satisfied that I did I turned to Jon. "Okay" I said. I grabbed the door for him swinging it open and we made our way back out into the living room.

Once we stepped outside my bedroom, Eric and Tyler were still sitting on the couch still smoking and drinking, all the coke was gone.
"Assholes" I muttered as I walked by.
"Awww are you leaving Becca?" Tyler slurred out.
"Its not any of your concern." Jon snapped.
I opened the front door and looked at Jon willing him to just move on, the last thing I wanted was a fight.
"You know you two are pathetic, did either one of you want to make a move?" Jon spat out.
"Jon" I yelled out, looking at him then the door.
"Just cause you wrestle doesn't mean you can fight." Eric quickly said.
"Would you like to find out?" Jon asked motioning for them to just start it.
"Jon" I yelled louder this time.
Both Eric and Tyler glared at him as he shot them a dirty look back. Neither one of them moved though.
"Last chance" Jon informed them. He stood there for a moment, "Fine" He said as he began to walk away.

As we walked down the hallway I looked over at him.
"What the hell was that about Jon?" I looked at him in disbelief "What where you trying to do?"
"I wasn't doing anything; I wanted them to know they couldn't talk to you like that."
I believed that was what it was to an extent but overall it just seemed like a game of who has the biggest balls. Walking outside of the building and into the yard to the truck, I looked over at him. I wished I could get into his head, I wished I knew what he was thinking. Maybe we were moving entirely too quick, Maybe it would work out ok, but maybe not. I internally sighed, I had no choice but to find out, I promised, I would do that much. Once we reached the truck he placed everything inside as I just stood there. Once he was done I jumped into the passenger seat and he closed the door walking around to the driver's side. Once he got in he started the truck and put it in drive pulling away.
"Don't be mad" he said gently. I looked over at him and I shook my head.
"I'm not mad, I am not really sure what I am" I pursed my lips as I thought about it. " I guess I am kind of happy that you were there."
"Me too" He said. "Those two guys are nothing but trouble"
"I bet." I said softly. "An Kim is in the middle of it all"
"Or at the bottom or on top" He laughed "However they want to position her."
"Not funny, Jon" I snapped
"Sorry"
"Can we just go back to your place now?" I asked.
"First of all its home and second of all no" He said reaching over and grabbing my hand. "I want to go somewhere else first." He smiled "It will be quick."

Sorry this chapter wasn't more cheerful, I am also sorry to tell you there won't be an update for another day. Life is going to get in the way of my favorite escape. I did however try to throw in a couple of comedic moments. ChelleLew you are my 100th review, Yay! Also a huge thank you for my one good guest review, whoever you are your awesome! Jon is just out of character throughout this entire story and he seems to like calling her princess, its her pet name. CoreysKitten, I honestly wonder if it is possible to write Jon any sweeter than I already have, we will have to see if it is possible. Labinnacslove, sorry Kim can't be gone yet. She is there to serve up the drama. Glad you like the story though. LexiAmbroseCabanna it could have been so much worse, but sorry. Nattiebroskette they are adorable. Psion53, I love the way Jon is acting too. I just want to tell you all that this isn't Jon Moxley, its not Dean Ambrose, its kinda my take on Jon Good, which nobody really knows at all, perhaps it is wishful thinking or is it? Who knows,we can all hope. Lol Thanks for reading ladies you all rock!