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Jon had made good on his promise, they had stayed in bed more than they had done anything else. Their week went sex, eat, sex, shower, shower and sex, eat, sex. They had only left the house once when Jon had ran out of cigarettes and they needed more food. Their phones had been forgotten too. It was the day he had to leave. Snowie woke up to find Jon staring at her. She smiled and he returned it.
"Hi beautiful."
She stretched out. "Hi. How long have you been up?"
"Like an hour. But you looked like you were dreaming and I didn't want to wake you."
She had been dreaming but she wasn't going to tell him that. She'd been dreaming about what she'd been thinking the night before, if they would stay together this time. She brain said probably not but her heart said they had too, she didn't think she could survive the next time.
"Oh you want to get up and go get something to eat?"
They went to a small place and ate in silence. They both knew what was going happen. At seven pm he'd board a plan for Puerto Rico and they wouldn't see each other for a long time. She picked her food and he set down his fork.
"You have to eat."
"I'm not hungry."
He chewed then swallowed his food. "Liar. It was your idea to come here."
"That don't matter."
"Come on Snow White. Don't make me worry about you while I'm gone."
She sighed and picked up her fork shoving egg into her mouth. "Happy?"
"Don't do that."
"Okay I'm sorry."
They left and went back home so he could pack. She set on the bed and watched or as he called it repacked. She hated his if I need it I'll throw it in packing so she took everything out folded what should be folded and put it all back neatly. He eventually gave in and just started handing her everything.
When he threw a hoodie harder than he had been she laughed. "Jon! That hurt." She said rubbing her nose where a brad hit her.
"Oh did it? I'm sorry." He pushed his bag to the side and climbed on the bed in front of her. He tackled her, laying her gently back. "I'm so sorry." He kissed her face everywhere. "Please, please forgive me my royal queen."
She laughed and playfully hit him. "Alright, alright. You're forgiven now get off."
He dipped his hand between her legs and pressed into the fabric of her pants. "If you insist."
"Oh god. That is so not what I meant!" He put his hand in her pants and rubbed her clit in little circles. "But don't stop."
He made her come using his hand and a few tricks. She screamed his name. "Pants off now."
"Demanding ass aren't you?" She giggled when he growled and pulled her pants.
She finished taking her pants off as he rid himself of his own. He pushed into her just as her phone went off. "Ignore it."
It rang again. "What if it's my job? I'm supposed to go back tonight."
"Fine you can ride and talk." He flipped them.
She checked the caller ID her mom. She sent it to voice mail and checked her missed calls once again her mother. "Shit."
"What and dear god don't stop."
"I'm not but my mom has called like five times today."
"So call her back." He said as if they weren't fucking.
"Not now."
They forgot the phone and became almost one. They fucked fast and made love slow in so many positions she actually lost count for the rest of the day until he happened to look at the clock. It was four fifteen.
"Let get ready. While I'm in the shower you can call your mom."
"Get ready for what?"
"Well I'm starving." About the same time he said that her stomach growled. "And apparently so are you. So we go grab some food and then you can drop me off at the airport."
"I guess."
"Babe, we'll be okay. Hell we managed to survive being broken up so this is nothing."
"I guess. I just have a bad feeling."
"Well tell it to shut up. I'll survive like I always do and you'll be fine."
They showered and dressed. She called her mom who just wanted to meet up for lunch the next day. She was annoyed as hell that she had almost stopped earlier with Jon to call her for that.
"Really? Ugh!"
"What's up?" Jon asked towel drying his hair.
"My mother called that many times and even said she was about to come over to ask if I wanted to meet her for lunch."
"Good thing you ignored the phone." He smirked.
"Shut up! And as much as I love seeing you naked if you don't hurry up you're gonna miss your flight."
"As if either of us would mind that." He mumbled
She stayed with him as long as she could at the airport. When he boarded she walked to the window and watched his plane take off. Snowie walked back to his pickup with heavy feet that matched the heavy feeling in her chest. She got behind the wheel and tried to breathe through it but she couldn't for the second time since she'd met Jonathan Good she cried like a child who couldn't have their favorite toy. She heard a knock on the window and while her heart did a backflip hopping it was him that he somehow got off the plane, she looked up. Her heart dropped and a tear escaped her eye, it was security.
"Are you okay?" The tall fat guy asked
No I'm not the love of my life just left and I don't actually know if he'll come back or if he'll meet some sexy Puerto Rican and totally forget me and leave me here alone, forever to get out alone.
"Yeah sorry." She said instead of what she was thinking. "I'm leaving now."
"You can stay longer if you need to. Just to calm down." He leaned on the door frame.
Was he flirting? "Nope I'm good." Good? Great she was going to kill herself, fuck! "I'm leaving now."
She started the truck and rolled the window up as she drove off. She went to their…it's only mine now, she thought…house. She needed to freshen up before she met with Hope. Snow walked into the kitchen and her eyes landed on a bottle of Jack Daniels.
"Why the hell not?" She took a swallow straight from the bottle. "Oh damn. That burns so good." She said to herself and screwed the cap back on.
She turned on the shower and striped. She still had an hour until she had to meet her mom and decided a hot shower would be great. She stepped into the tube and closed the glass door. As she washed her hair another tear burned its heated path down her face. She wiped it away angrily.
"Jon would tell you to stop and something about being a baby. So shut up, Snowie." She told herself.
She stepped out of the shower and toweled off. Once in her room she could still see Jon's imprint on the bed. She laid down on his side and breathed in deep, breathed in a scent she knew once she changed the sheets she wouldn't get to smell again for a long time. Her phone rang and she looked at the clock. It wasn't Jon his plane wouldn't laid for another couple of hours.
"Hello?"
"Snowie? Are you coming?" She heard her mother's voice
"Oh crap! Mom I'm sorry I'm coming I got held up. I'll be there in twenty, Okay?"
"Fine. Hurry up." Hope hung up.
Hope and Snowie had a stressed lunch with weird talking and silence segments. It was like they hadn't known each other almost twenty years, as if they had just met and had been set with each other. Snowie just wanted to leave go home and cry. She was happy for Jon but hated the fact that she was stuck in a place she hated with people she really didn't like. It sucked.
"Well Mom I'm sorry but I got to get to work soon." She lied she didn't have to go to the club until eleven.
"Oh? Where are you working?"
Damn should she just tell her? "At a club." Close enough.
She walked out of the restauraunt and sighed when her phone rang again. "Hello?"
"Hey Snow White." Jon's voice came over the line.
"Jon?"
"Yeah Babe. I had a small lay over and thought I'd call you. You okay?"
"Yeah. I just had the most uncomfortable lunch ever."
"I'm sorry, Baby. I wish I was there for you."
"I miss you already." She admitted.
"I know. I miss you too." There was an announcement somewhere on his end of the line. "Damn I gotta go Snow."
"Alright. You gonna call when you land?"
"Yep. Love you Snow White."
"Love you too."
The line went dead and she hit the end button. She climbed into the cab of the truck and sighed. She needed to head home but first she stopped by a packing store and grabbed some boxes and stuff so when she got time the next day she could pack. She had plans with Emma and Georgia to go house hunting the next day and then hopefully be out of the house before rent was due.
"Hey Missy Thang." Rollins called from his usually spot by the front door.
"Hey Handsome, any sleaze bags yet?" She asked dropping her purse behind the bar with the other girl's.
Rollins was the part time bouncer part time bartender. He was also half owner and every one had a great relationship with him mostly because he was fair and not a creep to the girls. He came to stand by the bar.
"So you ready for your debut on stage?"
Gia, his wife had asked if she would like to take higher pay grade and dance. "Yeah. I really hope they like the new way we're trying to go."
Gia had decided the club needed a new look and reputation after a fight had taken place over one of the girls and their policy on touching. She'd taken out the back rooms and moved the stage back and made it larger. They all had new routines, less full nudity and a bit more class. The whole club looked like a different place. The red velvet curtained walls had been taken down and the real walls had been painted in royal blues and scenes of the risqué verity. It really did look like a night club from one of the old 50's movies or something.
"Me too. I think it'll bring in some new faces too."
They said their goodbyes and she went to change. The show went great and even the older guys that had been coming to the club for years liked it. Georgia made sure they were meeting in the morning before she took off. Snowie grabbed her purse and tips from the night and headed out the door just before two am. She checked her phone Jon had called three times. So after checking her voice mail and saving that sexy raspy message so she could bring it up later she called him back.
"About time."
"Hi to you too."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to snap. "
"What's wrong?" She could tell he was pissed off.
"I landed off the rope wrong and screwed up my knee."
"Ouch. I'm sorry. What happened?" Yep one way for Jon to get mad? Was if he got hurt and it was his fault.
"I didn't watch my jeans and they got caught on the heel of my shoe and I slipped. It's okay though the guy I'm rooming with has some good pain meds."
She chose to ignore the medicine comment. "So besides that?"
"It's alright. Different for sure and definitely not Cincinnati." She knew it he didn't want to come back. "But there's one thing that's missing?"
"Oh? What?" She tried not to sound defeated.
"My girl."
And now she felt like an idiot. "Oh."
"What? You think I'm gonna stay here or just never go back to Cincinnati? Baby I would go to hell if that's where you were. I promise I will come back to you."
"Hell? Really? You use that."
"Hey I'm a little snowed on pain killers. Give a guy a break." She giggled. "I love when you do that. How's my other girl?"
"Your truck is fine." She started it up.
He chuckled softly. "How did the show go?"
"Great! I loved doing it."
"Cool." He said but she didn't miss the undertone.
"What?"
"What, what? I didn't say anything."
"Jon you don't want me dancing do you?"
He sighed heavily. "Not really."
"Well I don't get naked. Even in the skit where I toss my clothes I stay covered up."
"So? I just don't like the idea of you doing that."
"It's not bad, Jon. I admit there are times when I don't like wearing the skimpy waitress uniform but I like where I work and the people, so it works out. You of all people should understand that much."
"I know. I know. I just…." There was a knock at his door. "Hang on Snow. Yea?"
She heard a woman's voice call him babe and she wanted to slap her. "Babe?" She mumbled and then hoped he hadn't heard. She was being a jealous child and that wasn't her.
"What?" She didn't answer. "Snow White what did you say?"
"Oh I was…never mind." She heard him yawn. "What time is it there?"
"Five am. But I wanted to talk to you." She heard him yawn again.
"Jon go to sleep."
"I will after we hang up, I promise. I love you Snow White."
"I love you too, Jon." God she wanted to kiss him.
"Miss me still?"
"Duh? How long are you staying again?"
"Depends could be a few weeks or it could be a year or so."
"Yeah I don't like that." She joked.
"Babe I'm falling asleep."
"Okay then go to sleep dummy. I love you." She parked the truck and got out.
"If I call in a few hours are going to answer?"
"Yes."
"Good. Love you Snow White. Bye."
"Bye Jon." She hung up the phone only for it to ring again. "Hello?"
"You didn't say you loved me."
She laughed. "What?"
"When you hung up."
"Oh. I said it before." She was just messing with him and he knew it.
"Well fine then. I see how you are. Bye then." He hung up only to call right back. "Love you."
"Love you too, dork. Bye I love you I love you I love you I love you…"
"…Okay okay. Enough." He laughed. "I'm going to sleep now I love you talk to you…well later today."
"Sleep well."
Snowie had managed to find a cute one bedroom apartment on the south side of town not far from her Job. She could have gotten a two room place for the same amount of money but she thought stupid when she was the only one there and even Jon got back, granted if they didn't break up before then he'd sleep in the same bed. She went straight to packing and by the time Jon finally called before his first match of the night she was almost done.
"Hey Beautiful." She said before she could say anything.
"What did you do?" She asked fake suspicion dripping from her words.
"Ah! You wound me!" He laughed. "Had a quick break before my match so I decided to call you."
"It's a good thing you waited so long."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah cause then I would get to tell you my good news." She bounced onto the couch. "I found a place. It's only a one bedroom but it's on the south side of town in a fairly decent neighborhood and not far from the club."
"That's great. I you want you can leave my stuff there so you don't have so much to pack and move."
"Jon, Jon, Jon. I have these guys I know who are huge and muscular that are going to be helping me move."
"Eddie, Mark and Scotty?"
"Not Mark. But Rollins has a few guys that work at the club that are willing to help do the heavy lifting. And no I'm not leaving your stuff."
"Why not I have everything I need with me."
That made her think about the tiny stuffed animal and she walked to his room while he went on about her not worrying about his things. "What is the big deal? Am I gonna find something you don't want found or something?" Sure enough the animal was gone, she smiled knowing he'd snuck it into his bags when she hadn't been looking.
"No nothing like that."
"Fine how about I pack what I think you might want and then toss the rest?"
"Okay fine." She heard his name called. "Hey Babe I gotta go love ya bye."
She hung up the phone when the line went dead. Snowie looked around the packed up house and sighed. She missed that goof ball wrestling crazed maniac more than anything and wished he was there. She decided to take a quick shower and go to bed early when someone knocked on the door.
"Hi." She said opening the door to a person she didn't know. Fucking stupid, she chastised herself. "Can I help you?"
"I'm Morton. We met at the club a few days ago. Eric gave me your address and said it was okay to stop by."
"I'm sorry I think he was confused." Her phone rang. "I'm sorry I have to get that. It was nice meeting you." She felt bad but not too bad as she slammed the door in his face. That just creeped her out completely and it showed in her voice. "Hello?"
"Snow? What's wrong?" Emma asked from the other end of the line.
"Oh nothing. Hey is Scot home?"
"No. That's why I was calling I feel weird staying by myself and wanted to know if you wanted some company."
"Oh thank God! There was just this guy at my door and he said that idiot Eric had given him my address and he was just creepy. That's what I was going to ask if you wanted to come over."
"Sure. I'll be over in a jiff I'll knock or ring the bell weird so you'll know it's me."
Emma of course brought snacks and drinks. And instead of going to bed early they spent a night full of girly things and watching Scot and Jon wrestle. One thing she noticed about Jon is he was moving differently than he normally did.
Emma noticed too. "Is Jon okay?"
"He hurt his knee pretty bad yesterday. But that's not it. He's behavior is off even for Jon."
"Yeah like he really doesn't give a shit if he gets hurt."
That made her think. "Hey Em I got a stupid question."
"Shoot."
"Jon said his roommate had some pain killers and he'd taken them to get through his other matches any way…"
"…Any way that would affect him now? Sure especially if he's taken them right before a match."
"Oh." She had a bad feeling.
The next day Emma helped her move what little they could by themselves. After a few days she was completely moved in and the apartment was just her style, a little bit of everything. Jon would call almost twice a day but he wasn't sounding like himself but she didn't dare ask why. After a few weeks later he called and said he was coming home early and if she could pick him up. Of course she said yes. That was the day she thought she'd officially kill him.
She knew he had lost weight and he didn't hid that fact to her in their talks but the look in his eyes wasn't one she'd seen in him before it was one she'd seen in her mother a couple of times. She looked him up and down and didn't deny the fact that even thirty pounds lighter he was one sexy man. But she wouldn't let that side track her.
"How stoned are you, right now?" She blurred before she lost her guts.