When Jon pulled away I gasped staring at him in a sense if shock that I actually forgot we were in water, when my head started going under I sprung back up, gaining my senses and cleared my throat licking my chlorine coated lips. I stared at Jon with a confused look before I started swimming towards the latter and climbed out of the pool.
Somehow the guy had managed to climb out of the box full of people I had already labeled off-limits with a permanent marker and he'd become different. And now, much to my irritation, I felt some form of something towards him.
I stood to my full height and looked down at my body, wincing as I walked to the closest wall, my pale complexion, my tattooed leg that made it look like it was 3D and had a paisley design from my thigh to a foot past my knee then my side tat looked like my skin was being ripped and it showed a rib cage and gears. Then on my back the big huge gray angel wings that flowed down my entire back. Then there was the three on my shoulders.
I shook my head. How could someone like someone like me? Kiss me nonetheless.
Someone covered in permanent mistakes of their past? I looked up to find Jon making his way over, and sighed. "I need to go to the car real quick, kay?"
He nodded as he stopped in front of me, looking around at the screaming kids and adults that were buzzing around us, his hair a dark brown and plastered to his head. He looked down at me, meeting my gaze. "Sure, want me to go with you?"
I shrugged a shoulder, looking up into his bright gray eyes that, at the moment, looked like a dull stormy blue with the lighting of the room. "If you want."
"Well let's go then."
I nodded and we headed out, I turned looking up at Colby and Joe from atop the slide Jon and I were standing on minutes ago and waved, tapping my wrist then holding my hand up to my ear, like I was on the phone, and spun back around and to the exit.
When we were outside the car I yanked the back seat door behind the driver's seat open and crawled across the seat to my bag, reaching for my phone finding that I got a message and looked at the caller ID, cursing under my breath. I sat up and closed the door, ignoring the look Jon gave me and redialled the number. My stomach cramping in a sense of dread as I found myself growing hot with anticipation, waiting for the worse.
"Jennifer!" Richie yelled after the third ring, making me jump. "Why didn't you answer my call you're late! Where are you?"
I flinched at my boss's tone. "I'm sorry Richie, I forgot I switched days with Cathy, I'm at the indoor water park with some friends. I'm telling the truth, I honestly forgot. I'll be there tomorrow, I promise."
"Well don't even try to show because you're fired!" He growled before hanging up.
I flinched so harshly it seemed that I was physically slapped, slowly lowering my phone into my lap I rubbed the side of face, sighing. Slowly I felt hot tears scalding down my cheeks and hid my face in my hands, my shoulders raked with sobs.
I lost my job.
I heard the door open and Jon climbed in, sitting next to me, I felt him wrap his arms around my shoulders and I leaned into him laying my head against his shoulder as I cried.
"Hey . . . Jenny, what's wrong?" He whispered, rubbing his hand down my forearm, comfortingly, and I inhaled sharply, trying to calm down, but ended up bursting into more tears, and Jonathan tightened his grip on my shoulders. "Jennifer?"
I took a minute to compose myself, I didn't trust my voice, but I answered anyway in a low, soft tone. "I lost my job . . ."
"How did you mange that?"
"I forgot I switched days with a coworker and then missed a call from my boss . . . he was beyond pissed."
"I'm so sorry, Jen."
"Its okay, Jon, I'll just find a new one."
"How about I promote you to Stephanie? See if you can get a job at WWE?"
I went ridged. "I can't do that . . ."
I heard the disappointment in his voice as he spoke. "Why?"
"Because my brother needs me and the boys . . . I don't know, Jonathan, I guess, but I'm sure I won't get the job."
"I bet you will."
"But I can't wrestle."
He gave me a incredulous look, raising a brow at me and I rethought my statement. "Professionally."
"There's a thing called intense training." He chuckled.
"But it sounds so intense." I whined, sounding like a child.
He chuckled again. "Hence the word intense, Jen."
I ignored the point that Jonathan's chuckle was sedative and sexy and forced myself to refocus on the situation I was currently in. "I know, but still what about Zachary?"
"He could come." He suggested hopefully, like it was the most obvious answer in the world to my problem, and that was when I started to wonder why he wanted me to join his line of work so badly.
I sighed, looking up at his face, meeting his warm stormy gray eyes. "You know I'm throwing caution right into the wind, right?"
"Yes I do, but you got to trust me, Jenny, please."
I didn't respond right away as I found myself actually trusting him. "Let me talk to Zach about it first okay?"
He gave me a quick squeeze before letting go and I looked up at him, sighing. "I'd like to go home now, Jon, all my excitement is diminished."
He nodded understandingly and scooted closer to the door he climbed through, holding the handle, ready to pull and push it open. "Alright, let's go rally up the heard."
I nodded, climbing out after him as he jumped out. "Lets."
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Jon's P.O.V
I glanced over at Jennifer as I drove her home, she hasn't said much since leaving the water park, but to be honest I'd be upset too if I lost my job as well. "Doing okay over there?"
She nodded. "Yeah."
"Don't listen to what your boss said, okay? He's not important."
She looked at me. "People say a lot of things, but meaningful words last the longest."
I smirked. "What great person said that quote?"
She shrugged nonchalantly. "Jennifer Patterson."
"Really?"
She glanced at me, pointing to a house up ahead. "Right there is my house."
I looked at the house and I pulled into the driveway and I watched Jennifer closely. I noticed she was walking funny, savoring one leg over the other. And I hopped out of the car to assist her, wrapping my arm around her waist as I took some of her weight. "Thanks . . ."
I nodded as she limped onto the porch, opening the door and I let go of her but she grabbed my arm and dragged me inside. "You sure?"
She nodded and as she closed the door a fourteen year old boy walked into the room and hugged her. "Hey Jenny."
She, almost painfully, returned the embrace with a grimace. "Hey Zach . . .this is my friend Jon."
Zach glanced at me and waved. "Hey." But his attention quickly returned to his sister, his black eyebrows furrowing with concern. "Jennifer? Are you okay?"
"I'm tired, that's all, Zachery."
He nodded slowly and pulled out a piece of paper from his back pocket. "This is my process report, I need you to sign it."
Jen took the paper and read it. "I need a pen."
Zach pulled one out of his pants. Jen gave him a weird look but shook her head as she started writing her name.
But Jennifer Patterson didn't appear on the white blank bottom half of the paper only circles.
"Jen, that's not funny, I need your signature."
I saw the flash of panic in Jennifer's blue eyes. "I know . . . but I can't write my name."
"What do you mean you can't?"
"I mean I can't! Zach I can't write my name." Jen's voice rose, showing how freaked out she was. She was terrified and didn't know what was happening and I pulled my phone out.
"Want me to call the hospital?"
"No, I want you to take me to the hospital, Jonathan." Jenny whispered as her brother took the paper and grabbed his sister's arm, he looked petrified and concerned for his sibling but he was taking this way better then Jen.
Jen was now crying as her brother dragged her to my car and I climbed into the drivers seat and pulled out of the driveway.
As I drove Zach spoke to me, but I knew it was more for himself to keep him calm then to actually get to know me. "So what do you do for a living?"
"I'm a pro wrestler." I chuckled. "No boredom in this life."
Zachery scoffed. "I think I could use some boredom for awhile. What do you think, Jennifer?"
"Boredom . . . what is the foreign word you speak of, brother? I fear I know nothing of it."
I laughed, even when she's broke down crying and fearing for her life her humor still shown through. "Well, remember that you might be coming to my world, Jen. Then that statement will be true."
Zach gave me a confused look before looking back at his sister. "What?"
"I . . . I lost my job today, but don't worry I'll get a new one soon."
"Jenny . . .don't be thinking of that right now, you could be seriously sick right now."
She just groaned from the backseat.