It had been four months since Becky had left. Jon was in his bedroom, in New York, somewhere he never truely felt at home, he was balling his eyes out. He had lost the love of his life. He had tried to contact her but each time failed.
Dorothea came into the room, "Oh don't tell me your crying over that little whore!" she said bitterly. Jon stood up angerly to face her, "Don't you fucking dare call Becky that!" he said through his teeth. "Well that's what she was! She slept with you FOR FIVE YEARS JON! KNOWING YOU WERE MARRIED AND HAD CHILDREN!" Jon held onto the sleeves of his sweatshirt tightly, incase Dorothea pushed him too much. "I CHOSE TO DO IT! I KNEW I WAS MARRIED! I KNEW I HAD CHILDREN! BUT I DID IT BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT I FUCKING LOVED HER!" Jon yelled. He had never been angier in his life. He felt like nurdering her. "HA! Loved her, you don't know what your saying!" Dorothea said with a laugh, "Oh don't I?" Jon asked, not wanting an answer. "I love her much MUCH more than I ever loved you!" Jon said with meaning in every word he said.
Dorothea didn't know what to say. What could she say? Her husband, the man she loved just confessed to loving another woman more than he had ever loved her. She walked up to Jon and hit him across the face as hard as possible.
Jon stormed down to the living room. His face was stinging and felt as though it was burning, from the slap.
Stephanie and Jesse were sitting at the table. Whispering to each other. Stephanie looked upset. "Mom and dad just had another argument.." she whispered to Jesse who was reading a magazine. He looked up at Stephanie, her eyes were red from crying. "What happened? What did you hear?" Jesse whispered back, he was quite worried. "Dad loves Becky. He loves her more than he has ever loved mom..." she said.
Jon's cell phone rang, he checked the caller ID before answering, hoping it would be Becky. But it wasn't, it was Richie. "Hey Rich.." Jon said, sadness was evident in his voice. "Hey man, there's a box outside your door.." Richie told him. A confused expression came upon Jon's face, then he realised and he smiled for the first time in four months. He walked over to the door as fast as possible, Stephanie and Jesse watched him, they were still upset about what Stephanie heard, but happy that he smiled. He swung the door open and there stood Richie. His best friend, someone he could always count on. "Hey man" Richie said with a smile. They both hung up and put their cells in their pockets.
They hugged for a moment. "I got a call from a lil' girl worried about her daddy... lucky for you, I was in Jersey.." Richie said, then gave him the box. Stephanie always knew when Jon was upset and he always knew how to make him better.
Jon walked inside and Richie followed him, closing the door. Jon put the box down on the coffee table and sat down. Stephanie walked over to Richie and gave him a hug, "thanks mook.." Stephanie was like a daughter to Richie, he would do anything for her. "Anytime chick, anytime.." Richie whispered. Jesse nodded to Richie, "Hey Jess," Richie said high fiving him.
"Steph, Jess can ye go to your rooms or something..dad needs to talk with Rich alone," Jon asked, Stephanie and Jesse did as their father asked. Jon and Richie sat in silence until they were long gone.
"Stephanie knows everything.." Richie told Jon, Jon face fell. He didn't know what to say. "Why didn't you tell me man?" Richie asked, Jon shook his head, his eyes started to fill up with tears. "I don't know man, I-I-I just..." Jon sighed, Richie nodded, "thought I'd side with Dot?" Jon nodded, "I love Becky and now she's gone, I should of told her.. but I didn't.. I screwed up.." Jon said. Usually Richie would make a joke around this point but knew this wasn't the time, he had never seen Jon more upset. Richie picked up the box and threw it at Jon. "Open it.." he told him. Jon opened the box, a set of keys and a leather jacket were in it. His face lit up, "Get your stuff, Dr.Dare is gonna ride again!" Richie said with a smile.
