I stomped over to the bed and threw myself down on to it, taking a pillow and screaming in to it. I would say that I was pissed but that would be an understatement. Why do men always have to be so driven by pure ego and rage? It drove me nuts, he drove me nuts. I mean I liked the fact that he stood up for me but there was no need to act like a maniac. Just then the door swung open hard hitting the wall. I immediately sat up and looked over at Jon who was digging through his dresser drawer. He looked over at me as he pulled out the metal lock box and set it on top of the dresser.
"Relationships are supposed to be about compromise" He looked at me rage still reflecting in his eyes. "I need for you to compromise and respect the fact that when I feel as though someone is treating you bad, then I should be able to protect you." He spoke loudly; he wasn't yelling it was more of an authoritative tone that he had.
"Jon, he didn't do anything, you just flipped out cause he is Josh's brother."
"Well thanks to Josh's brother I get to spend my last day in town looking for another place to live." This time he was defiantly yelling.
"Do what you want" I sighed as I got up off the bed and walked into the living room. He followed me,
"You don't have the right to be mad, Becca" he scolded.
"I have every right Jon." I laughed out of frustration. And I headed back into the bedroom with my laptop shutting the door once again. Of course once I sat down on the bed the door swung open again, I looked up at him and rolled my eyes.
"Can you leave me alone?"
"No, I am not leaving you alone" he said "I can't do that, we need to talk about this."
"Well then talk Jon, don't yell"

He came and sat next to me on the bed, he didn't even bother to look in my direction but I could tell he was thinking about what he should say. He threw himself back on the bed running his fingers through his hair. "What an asshole" He mumbled out. "Becca, he wasn't being respectful to you, I had to say something"
"Well then you probably should have chosen your words more wisely" I said
"What do you care? Why are you sticking up for him?"
" I am not sticking up for him, I don't care about him" I said sternly "I care about you and I don't need to see you get in trouble for sticking up for me." I sighed "what if he calls the cops, what if you get hurt?"
"I didn't get hurt" He said as he reached for my hand.
"Not this time" I said as I pulled away from him. "Let karma handle it Jon" I tried to reason with him but somehow I knew he wouldn't allow it. He didn't say a word and he just sat there. I am not sure if he was waiting for me to speak but I didn't have anything else to say that wouldn't just keep the fight going, so I said nothing. After a few minutes he got up and left the room. I think he may have felt defeated but I did too.

I could hear him on the phone I couldn't tell who he was speaking too or even what he was saying. I would lie if I said I wasn't curious but I wasn't going to go ask or try and over hear him. Maybe if I was lucky He went to call one of his friends and tell them what just happened and they would inform him that they felt he was out of line too. However with my luck they would feel he was justified and just congratulate him on being a man. I directed my attention to the metal box on the dresser, still wondering what was inside. Why did he pull it out and set it there? I couldn't help but wonder, he obviously had something important in there. Just then he came strolling past the bedroom and walked down the hall still on the phone, whoever he was talking to had him listening to them very intently at the moment. I could hear him open the door and then it closed, He couldn't have possibly been leaving to go anywhere he would have said goodbye I hoped. Oh Becca snap out of it, you're supposed to be angry I told myself. I grabbed my laptop and turned it on waiting for it to spring to life a moment; I went to google so I could look for apartments just in case something went horribly wrong.

As soon as I typed into the search bar what I was looking for he walked back in still on the phone. He was calm now I could tell by the tone in his voice; He walked into the bedroom and unlocked the box peering inside before he slammed it shut then replaced it inside the drawer. He looked over at me noticing that I was watching him, and then he once again walked out of the room. It sounded like he was talking to either Steve or Joe; it was someone he could trust that much I was sure of, because whoever it was calmed him down. Right before he hung up I came to the conclusion that it must have been Joe because he told him that he would see him when his flight got in. I shuddered at the thought that he would be leaving again soon, I hated to think about it, I hated the fact that we spent any time at all fighting when he never really had anytime at all here in the first place. "What a waste of precious time" I mumbled aloud as I reasoned with myself as to why our relationship was already so dramatic. I shut my laptop and convinced myself that I should go talk to him cause we needed to settle this but right as I was about to get off the bed I heard him on the phone again, this time he sounded a little more professional to whoever he was speaking with. Just then my phone rang and I picked it up glancing at it, I didn't know this number who could it possibly be? I was unsure if I should answer it or not but I did having the gut feeling that I should.

"Hello' I said as I held the phone up to my ear.
"Becca" the man on the other line questioned.
"Yes, who is this?" I asked
"It's Joe, you meet me the other day."
"Yes, I remember you" I said as I rolled my eyes, I couldn't believe he was making his friends call me
"I am going to keep this short" he sighed. "I feel weird doing this, but let me get to the point." I could hear kids screaming in the background and the sounds of water splashing he must have been near a pool. "I think I made him feel like an ass for what he did, but I would have done the same thing, so will you please go talk to him."
"He couldn't have asked me to talk to him by himself?" I questioned. "He had to have you call me?"
"He has no idea I am calling you, I found your number on my own and I really don't care if you tell him I did." In the background I heard a few children screaming out to him, he told them to give him a minute.
"Joe, you know he isn't the easiest person to deal with, right?" I asked with a sigh.
"You don't sound like the easiest person to deal with either" He laughed.
"He likes you Becca, a lot, I have never seen him act like this before" He said. "I don't like hearing him hurt he's desperate, he called me for advice." Joe laughed slightly.
"I am going to talk to him, obviously." I stated "I just needed some time to calm down."
The kids were all around Joe at this point the begging and pleading for him to go play with them was very loud now.
"Look, I have to go, I am being attacked, be nice to him Becca." He called out into the phone "if he isn't nice back let me know." At this point it sounded like he was getting jumped on and attacked by the kids.
"Okay, I will. Bye for now" I said as I ended the call.

As always thanks for the reviews my beautiful ladies, you all rock! It is so nice to hear from you all and see what you think of my writing. The drama is possibly on its way to getting fixed for now anyways ;) Sorry there isn't much of a story without some drama. I should have another update tomorrow. I am trying my hardest to make this story my main focus which isn't as easy as it sounds because I have a million ideas running around in my head.