an: finally done fixing this chapter.

Jumanji- A new beginning part 2

A few more years went by and finally the right year came. I had opted to move back home to stay with my dad, no longer to afraid to meet the four teens who had changed my life. It did not lie well with me that dad was living alone in that big house in his old age, and since I had no family of my own except him I would not take up too much space. Dad welcomed me with a happy smile.

Despite the fact I might never meet my former friends again I knew this year was something to celebrate anyway. What was happening with Spencer, Martha, Fridge and Bethany was the reason I was here today. It the teens had not found the game, I would never have returned. Never been given the opportunity to celebrate Christmas together with my father. I had a discussion with dad and the two of us decided to celebrate this years Christmas with extra decorations and present the house as a small castle.

Even if I at this point was almost forty years I wanted to meet my former friends again. Nonetheless I did not dare to contact them first, if ever.

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After work one day in December I went to buy a Christmas tree. With some help from the seller we managed to tie it to the top of my car.

As I drove home my stomach was filled with butterflies for no reason. It was almost as if my body knew something I could not yet see.

I stopped in front of my house, and dad came out to help me with the tree. When I turned around to talk to him I noticed something, or someone to be exact, standing a little further down the street.

My heart stopped for a moment as I studied the four teens standing there, looking at me with the same question in their eyes. I know I told my father something, but I can not remember what. My feet was already dragging me in the direction of the four figures.

As I was right in front of them I stopped for a moment to study them. One by one I address them with the correct names. I might not have seen them as they were presented to myself right now before, but even after twenty years I instantly knew who was who.

And then there was Bethany. She was even more beautiful than I have ever imagined in my most desperate moments. Her eyes was sparkling, and her long blond hair framed her perfect face beautifully. It felt so right to have her close, to be lost in her eyes.

In the end I had to shake my head a little, informing myself that I was twenty years her senior and it was not right for me to lust for a girl who was hardly legal. The age of consent in this state was sixteen, and I knew Bethany was older than that, but still it was morally wrong to look at her the way I was right now.

Ordering myself to shift my focus I invited the four of them into my home. All of them agreed and walked behind me in the direction of the front door. There my father was standing, having seen everything which had just happened. He gave me a searching look and asked me if everything was okay. I returned with a big smile telling him everything was perfect.

Then I introduced the four teens behind me.

He obviously knew a few of them before since they said hello with a familiar clang to their voices, even Bethany. The only one he did not know was Martha.

I gave him a small glare then, he knew about Bethany, and he had even seen her before me in real life. Dad just gave me a small pat on the shoulder, signaling that we would talk about it later.

Seeing all of them inside my house, helping to decorate the Christmas tree together with myself and my father warmed my heart in a way it has not done since I was a child. If only mother would had been her to, then everything would had been perfect.

When it became late the teens had to go home for the day, but they all promised to visit sometime in the future and we exchanged phone numbers.

Before they walked out the door I had to ask them if they did not find it strange that I was now a old man. For a moment they were all quiet then Spencer took the lead "Do you not find it strange that I am so young? After all in the game I was character older than what you are now. Fridge is tall in real life, Bethany is a cute girl and Martha is makeup free. We are all different that what the game portrayed us to be, including you."

Bethany came forward and put her hand over my heart and said "It is who you are inside that is most important to us, and I for one can feel the connection to you in this body as well as the one inside jumanji". She could probably feel my heart beating faster and faster but she did not remove her hand until I shockingly agreed with their statements. I could feel the connection as well. I have felt it for twenty years, I wanted to tell her. Unfortunately this was not something you told a girl so much younger than yourself.

Soon after they all said goodbye and left.

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Dad was waiting for me when I went to the living room again. "Are you okay" was the first thing he asked me. For a moment I did not know what to say. Everything was almost to much. She had been to much.

Despite everything and our age different I did not feel like the group of teens was to young for me, I had fun commiserating with them. When they talked about jumanji, for them it had only been one day or so, but for me it had been twenty years. Nonetheless I could remember everything like it was yesterday for me as well.

Even my lips tingle a little when I remembered Bethany's lips to mine. At that time she might have been a middle aged man, but I knew the pressure I had felt against my lips had been from that blond girl, not the middle aged man.

Instead of answering my father, I focused on the fact that he had know three of them before. Dad replied that he did not exactly know them. In the past he had only known of them, but after I confessed my story to him he had began to say hello and such when he met them. After all, the boys at least went by our house almost daily. Bethany was mostly focused on her phone when she passed once in a while, but he had managed to have a small conversation here and there with her as well. When dad told me about meeting her I tried to dig for information. In the end he only replies with that he hoped she would grow up a little in the years considering how superficial she portrayed herself to be.

I could not do anything except to laugh at his description. He was probably right, originally she would not be the type of girl which would interest me. But inside jumanji I had felt a connection to her the moment I had focused on the woman behind the character. She was special. A superficial teenager would not sacrifice one of her own lives in order to save someone she had met just a day before.

In the end I told dad I felt the need to lay down. It might not be that late in evening but I was exhausted by today's events.
Father could probably see the exhaustion on my face and let me go with a small good night and that the was proud of me. I felt grateful I had such an understanding dad and told him such before I walked up the stairs to my bedroom.

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As I sat on my bed my thoughts was going over everything which had just happened. I had finally met them in real life, finally seen her. My heart was beating strong just thinking about her. She was everything I had imagined and more.

I just wish she had been older. Right now she was way to young for me.

As I sat there a thought suddenly struck me. She was probably a lot more experienced with the opposite sex than me. After all, inside the game she was the one trying to make Martha flirt with those guys. Comments from both her and the boys expressed a certainty on how she was popular with boys, and that she was an expert on flirting.

Imagining her with someone else made a burning fire of jealousy fill my whole being. I had waited twenty years to just see her, and during those years others were given the opportunity to make her smile, laugh and to touch her intimately.

My thoughts was broken when my mobile phone started beeping. As I touched the screen it light up with information from Facebook. Quickly I open the page and I could see friends request from all four of them. Without even thinking of it I added all four of them with a few touches.

One by one I began searching their page for information, they had after all given me a silent permission when they had sent me the requests. Spencer's page was filled with information about different games and other geek stuff, Fridge's profile picture was of himself proudly showing his name on the back of his football shirt, and Martha's page was filled with complicated science information I had trouble understanding except for one thing, she hated sport.

I had saved the best for last and looked on Bethany's page. It was filled with photos of herself, and often her girlfriends. A few times there was a guy standing next to her as well. Holding her waist, kissing her cheeks and such. My anger burned when I read a few of the comments under her pictures. Most of them was innocent, but a few comments from other guys pissed me off. Comments like "i'd tap dat" and guys references her to their baby or such made me almost hurl my phone in the wall.

On her Facebook page she had a link to her Instagram page.

I wish I never had pushed on that link.

Suddenly I had access to a lot more pictures. This time they were a lot more sexual. The last picture she posted was of herself almost sleeping. She was not correctly dressed, and she was showing too much of her underwear.

Did she not know there was a lot of perverted people out there who would love to watch pictures like this of beautiful young girls...like me.

I was almost hard just seeing the pictures.

Quickly after I had to put the phone away. It was not good for my health to see things like those seemingly innocent, but yet erotic pictures of Bethany.

After turning of the light in my bedroom and making myself comfortable in in the bed, I soon fell asleep.

I do wish I could have said my dreams that night was not filled with all the things me and Bethany could do together in my bed, but unfortunately I woke up the next morning with her name on my lip

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an: Finally after waiting for twenty years they finally met. Hope the readers are still finding this ff interesting, and I promise the next update will be in around a weeks time.