I looked at myself in my new attire in the mirror, the locker room door closed causing me to look over my shoulder. Jon walked over to the table sending a small smile in my direction as he did, I watched as he sat at the table behind the couch
"Hey" I completely turned to face him
"Umm. Hey" we hadn't talked since our little scene at the police station, he didn't even show up when Lexi was getting sent off to rehab. Which, considering the circumstances, wasn't a bad choice. We just sat there, occasionally making awkward eye contact.
"Jon" he looked at me
"Yeah?" I slowly made my way over to him while nervously playing with my fingers
"I-um.... I'm sorry." His eyebrows went up and he leaned back in the chair
"You're sorry?" He just looked at me completely confused, my gaze fell on my hands.
"Yeah, I am. I'm sorry for slapping you..then calling you idiotic. And a son of a bitch. I'm also sorry for slapping you again-after I called you a bitch again" my rambling was cut off by Jon pulling me into a hug. I immediately stopped talking and tensed up
"Umm, Jon?"
"Don't worry. It's just a friendly hug" I relaxed a little and lightly wrapped my arms around him mid section
"And I'm sorry too. For everything. I mean you really know I went off the deep end. I kissed you. Twice!" I pushed him back and punched his chest, he laughed and sat back in the chair
"So.. does this mean we're back to normal?"
"I guess so"
"Do you like my new ring attire?"
"Nope. Looks horrible"
"Yup. We're back" I plopped on the couch and saw that I had a text from mom
My Maker: Hey honey! Your father and I got tickets to come and see next weeks show, call me when you get the chance xxxxx
I smiled and typed a quick reply
"Whatcha looking at?" Jon was suddenly beside me
"Nothing"
"Really? You're just staring at a blank screen? You're lame"
"Thanks"
"Laaame"
"Jon go away"
"Who are you texting ?" I turned the opposite way trying to ignore him. A picture from my mom appeared on my screen
My Maker: I was also going through your old box. Found a notebook with those love letters you were planning on giving to Dolph when you met him.
My eyes widened as she sent me pictures of the letters. Oh god no. I could've sworn I threw those in the trash! The heat rose to my cheeks an I covered my face
"Jon!" I shot up and grabbed at my phone that he took from my hands
"Give it back!"
"Why can't I see?" I stood on the couch and reached for it
"Because! Just give me my phone!" I reached again and he turned away from me, I jumped on his back and basically wrestled the phone from him. We fell to the floor but I still held on
"Just let me read it Luna!"
"No!" Joe and Colby walked in, but stopped when they saw us. I was sitting on his back with one arm wrapped tightly around his neck and the other one reached for his outstretched arm, which held my phone
