hey lovelies, here's another chapter for all of you.
i just want to say THANK YOU (as usual) to everyone who has been following the story of Jon and Annie. A special thank you to those who never fail to make me smile almost every week when I read their reviews (you guys know who you are, hopefully) haha, love ya'll
A chuckle escaped Jeff's lips as he watched his granddaughter run to the door like a love-struck school girl. She called loudly over her shoulder, letting him know she'd be back soon, by soon, Jeff guessed somewhere along the lines of one in the morning. Peering over the window, Jeff caught sight of the familiar car that has been picking Annie up a lot lately, it's driver was no one but the wrestler Jon Moxley. The idea that his own granddaughter is dating the hard-core wrestler amazed Jeff for they were two very unlikely couple indeed.
Giggling loudly, Annie tried to snatch the ice cream off Jon's hand as they walked through the busy streets but instead, he made her squeal when he planted the ice cream onto her face, this time, it was him who laughed loudly. The ice cream slid down from Annie's face, dropping down on the concrete ground and creating a sweet, sticky mess as Annie angrily glared at Jon who looked at her back with his face red from laughter. "You think that's funny?" she asked him irritably as she wiped the sticky ice cream off her face.
"Oh come on, I was only kidding," he chuckled but Annie used the chunk of ice cream in her hand after she'd taken if off her face to smother his face with it, the sticky, cold food covered Jon's face, from his forehead down to the stubbles that grazed his jaw. This time, it was Annie's turn to laugh as they both looked at one another, faces marred with ice cream.
"Of course you were," sarcastically, she announced with an eye roll but Jon ignored it completely and spun her around to face him when she began to walk away. Before Annie could open her mouth and tell him off, he kissed her and it allowed her to taste the ice cream from his lips while he too devoured the taste of the sweet dessert evident on her plump lips. Their public display of attention earned the attention of a few passer-by and while Jon couldn't care less, Annie cared a lot and pushed him slightly off her a few seconds later. "Not here Jon," she told him quietly but the smirk on his face told Annie he had other plans as he pulled her towards him, her soft body pressed against his hard one before he enveloped her with a kiss once more.
Lately, the couple had been inseparable and it didn't take very long for everyone around them to notice that something was blooming between the two. Annie spent a lot of her free time with Jon and all of the sudden, the Jonathan Good who would only make time for women for one thing found a lot of time for Annie for a million reasons…the big one is just to have her company, a completely different reasoning to the one he used to have when it came to other women. Unbeknownst to both of them, the more time they spent together, the more they became attached to one another.
Jon stepped on the half-finished, burning cigarette on the ground as he watched Annie approach. Her hair was damp and the strong scent of her apple shampoo and lavender soap radiated, enticing Jon. For a split second, she eyed the cigarette he'd dumped on the ground and looked back up at him, hazel eyes meeting his blue eyes. "Why do you smoke Jon?" out of curiosity, she wondered out loud. That question surprised Jon, no one has really asked him that sort of question, people sort of just accepted it…but Annie wasn't like most people which Jon now realised.
"It aids me," came his response after several minutes worth of waiting for it. "One of my mother's exes, when I was 14 or something, he used to smoke, a lot. Then out of curiosity one day, I stole one from his pack along with his lighter. I was curious, I wanted to know what it was about this white piece of stick that seem to control his life. It was an accident at first, a mistake I made as result of curiosity, then it became a habit, then an addiction," Jon replied quietly as he reached for her damp hair, picking up a handful of strands and inhaling it deeply. After that talk, Jon found himself reaching for his pack of cigarettes from his pocket a lot less. There was oddly a side of him that craved to impress her, to keep her satisfied and pleased. It was a side of him that was never unleashed before she came along, a side that's only reserved for Annie.
Later that night, it was Annie's homemade cooking that was served for dinner. They sat in front of the television while they ate, Annie and Jon sitting next to each other. One of the big wrestling companies that broadcast their shows on TV weekly, the WWE, was on TV tonight and a smile spread between Annie's lips when every now and then, Jon would either criticise the matches or praise it like a critic along with her grandfather. With her in between them, both men would ever so often talk to one another about wrestling things that she has little clue or idea about but Annie loved every bit of their interaction, not only does it made her love the passion that burnt through Jon's eyes when he talks about wrestling, it also made her glad that her grandfather appreciates that very passion Jon has. Unlike the live shows that she'd witness Jon and his current wrestling company perform, the WWE has less gruesome matches but its audience that filled the whole entire arena amazed Annie.
"…you're still young, I think you have a lot of potential to work for them," Jeff's voice caught Annie's attention as she turned to look from her grandfather to Jon. Both she and Jeff were looking at Jon, waiting for his response to the words that Jeff had told him.
"Everyone wants to work for the company where the legends of the industry are produced, if I ever get signed that'll be my big break," came Jon's reply. "A few of their scouts have been going around, watching some independent companies' shows, you're right, I am still young and I think that's the reason why I haven't been picked yet over the others over these past few years," he added. Annie never really knew nor imagined this ambitious side of Jon before but it was clear as daylight now how passionate he was about his job, it made her hope too that someday, he'd get his big break and perform in front of sold out arenas and have his matches broadcasted on television.
After dinner and after the show, Jon found comfort by lying tiredly in Annie's bed, the smell not only of the bed but the room itself screamed of Annie's familiar sweet scent. He watched her as she picked up a few things scattered around, placing them back on their respective place. Good old clean freak Annie, he chuckled at the thought until his gaze landed on a big world map posted on one side of her wall. The mattress squeaked when Jon got up, earning Annie's attention as she watched him approach one side of the room, blue eyes glued onto the contents of the wall. The map on the wall displayed every country clearly, labelling them in bold letters and the more Jon looked, he realised that some parts were adorned with little red dot stickers, his eyes scanned the map for those stickers, noticing them in certain places, in England, Germany, France, Spain and Italy then in America where there were more than a couple of dozen of those dots scattered across the country, there was a whole bunch from the west coast that seem to match with the east coast and a few in between.
"The red dots are the places I've been to," she told him, standing next to him and looking at the map herself. "The rest of the map, which doesn't have the dots are places I want to go to," she continued. Jon smiled, amazed at how many places she have been to.
"Why do you like travelling so much, Annie?" Jon decided to ask as he turned to look at her, blue eyes looking down in search for those hazel orbs of hers but instead, they landed on her lips, he watched her smile gently.
"The same reason you love wrestling so much," she responded cleverly. "Sometimes, I think I like it because it allows me to see so many things and experience a variety of things but sometimes, I think I'm just trying to find a place to belong," she spoke softly while she gazed up at him, mesmerised by those baby blue eyes. "Ever since I was able to, I left home and never settled down to one particular place."
"But you settled down here," Jon corrected her, or so he thought he was.
"Maybe I found a reason to settle down," she gazed at his face like a woman in love, Jon took notice of this and looked away, breaking the eye contact. "Or maybe I'm not here to stay," she continued, her smile disappearing when he looked away.
there will be a big turning point next chapter so stay tuned! wooohooo