Chapter 5 - Final Chapter

Jon stepped off the plane in Florida to speak to his parents and his heart felt heavy, the pain he felt filled his soul where his love used to be. He was about to do something he never thought would be his curse in life. To tell his parents that Dorothea was no longer in his life, that in order for him to stay any form of sane that she can no longer be in their lives either. He couldn’t possibly move on if the places he called safe, the places that he could let his guard down, weren’t safe of all things painful and seeing Dot again after she signed those papers would be like lying down on a bed of nails instead of a bed of roses.

A week later it was almost as hard to walk off the plane back in New Jersey as it was in Florida. It had been so hard to tell his parents that they needed to cut Dot out of their lives. He actually had to remind his mom who she gave birth to. She cried of course, after all Dot had truly been the only daughter she’d ever had. Matt’s wife just never really clicked so to ask her to cross her off the welcome list if she signed that paper hurt. It hurt her which in turn hurt him. As he stepped up to the waiting car and dipped inside, he laughed at how easily his dad immediately took his side. There was no doubt there at all that Jon had unconditional support from him and he understood at somewhat of a fundamental level that Jon needed to know even before it became official, even before he was single again that his family was in his corner. After a decade of having been a couple and having his parents act like her parents too he needed that separation in order to be able to walk away from her in his heart. Choices sucked, hers especially made him sick to his stomach.


Phone calls had been placed, and the time set. Jon woke up that Tuesday morning with a rock in his stomach. As he looked at the wedding ring he put on his hand last night before going to sleep in hopes of somehow it magically making a change he knew that today was going to be the worst day of his life.

When he walked into his lawyer’s office he immediately got a cup of coffee before finding Jack. “Where is she?”

“Well good morning to you too Jon.” Jack tried to joke with him but he knew it was useless. “She’s in the boardroom with her lawyer. Is there anything else you want before we walk in there?”

“No she follows the pre-nup or I don’t sign and I don’t sell her the dojo.” Jon told him trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall when he caught a glimpse of his wedding ring.

“Why are you wearing that?” Jack caught his expression never having known Jon to get this emotional about anything before.

“Just because” He couldn’t admit to the real reason. Turning on his heal he walked into what he felt was the firing squad.

“Jack, Jon.”
Dot’s lawyer greeted them and Jon shook his hand cordially, there was no need to take it out on him, he didn’t cause this pain. His eyes looked up at Dorothea, seeing her in black drove him nuts, “So you realize it’s a funeral too huh?” He asked her.

“It’s not a funeral Jon, it’s giving us a new start.” She tried to justify but he was having none of it. “you can’t exactly start over without a heart Dorothea.”

“Let’s get started, since you had two prenuptial agreements drawn up in light of a potential severance of the marriage, we are forced to use them by state law. Dorothea you contacted your lawyer therefore by what you agreed to, your prenuptial agreement that you wrote and signed takes precedence here.” Jack began as Jon stared at her then his coffee cup and back to her. Not believing that he’s here, that he’s living this life – this can’t be true, it just can’t.

“By virtue of what you agreed upon, at the end of this meeting you will have no credit cards attached to Jon’s name, no accounts at all with his financial backing. Your DoJo is under a separate purchase agreement because Jon bought it and it was not part of the original agreement, you will be allowed to keep your Navigator and Jon will provide today a one-time check of $50,000, all this is contingent on going back to your maiden name of Hurley. Are we in agreement?” Jack asked formally.

“I want to keep my name.” Dot said softly.

Shocked completely by the fire that flew from Jon’s eyes. “Then fucking stay married to me, if you sign that paper you are no longer a Bongiovi.”

“Jon I’ve been a Bongiovi for almost 1o years.”

“I don’t care. You will not carry my name if you aren’t wearing that ring and holding true to the commitment you made to me. Jack sell the Dojo to the Laundromat guy.” He stood and walked out of the room, the cord in the back of his neck throbbed from tension. Standing and looking outside in lobby area he bit back the tears knowing he’d get his name back solely because she wanted out but it pissed him off she fought it.

“Jon why are you doing this?” Dot asked from his left.

“Me? You’ve got to be kidding me right? I’m doing this? Who petitioned Dot, who called her lawyer and asked for this? I didn’t, I was happy coming home to you and knowing you were there for me. You can’t seem to live up to any agreement can you? First you agree to marry me, and you agree with me that there should be some consequences to us wanting to break that first agreement. You signed the fucking pre-nup Dot, had I wanted out I’d owe you what was it 1 million dollars for every year we’ve been married – but I didn’t want out, I never wanted out you did, now be a real woman and accept the consequences of your actions.” The tears couldn’t be held back anymore, “You have a contract with me you are breaking, and our marriage and the consequences of that is you lose my name, my money, my cars, my houses, and my influence. You’re losing the man, the lover, the friend – I warned you if you make me sign that agreement Dot it’ll be like you never existed to me.”

She changed topics in order to see if she can get anywhere. “Why are you wearing your ring?”

“Because you’re going to take it off me. You put it on its only fitting I think.”

“Jon that’s cruel.” She said softly.

“No Dot, what’s cruel is making a guy love you by being so amazing that he has no option, what’s cruel is being his everything, his best friend, his girl, his wife and then taking his hear and pouring acid on it because you got a bug up your ass to be single. What’s cruel is making your man sign the one piece of paper he’s never ever wanted to put his autograph on. If you want this over, take the ring off my finger and agree to the prenup.” He held his hand out to her, one last touch, the last feel of her hands on him will be one of vile contempt if she does this. His skin will crawl at the thought of touching her instead of yearn for the way she could tease him to insanity.

Dot’s fingers reached out and slid his ring off his and his breath involuntarily stopped.

“Fine, lead the way.” He said coldly. She’s made her decision perfectly clear.

Once inside the boardroom the hand Jon the paper, without signing it he slid it across the table to Dot. “If you sign it, its forever Dorothea, it’ll be like you never existed to me. You lose the name and everything I provide. You’ll lose me forever. Make your choice.” He warned her hoping from the bottom of his soul she’d back down but she didn’t.


Dorothea Rose Hurley


She slid the paper to Jon her decision in black and white. He didn’t say another word.




John Francis Bongiovi Jr


He was done, it was over. He stood up, patted Jack on the back handed him the check from his pocket to give to Dot and took two steps towards the door. “I’m sorry Jon.” Dot said from behind him but he couldn’t turn around he had to leave her with her choice. He’d be ok, he knew that. Not now, not tomorrow or even next year but eventually he’d be ok and he’d find love again. Nothing would ever equal this love though, nothing could ever equal the intensity but as he put the key in the ignition of his car, he started down the lost highway of life to find something new, discover a way to be single again.

Chapter 4

Sorry I lost my voice for this fic for a bit, but I got it back now :)

Chapter 4

Exhaustion finally won, Jon walked out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around his waist a few droplets of water still resided on his chest. Pulling the towel away and dropping it to the floor his body fell to the bed. Muscles he forgot he had hurt, even the finger he used to push the power button on the remote hurt. As he flipped through the channels Jon begged for something to make the whole last month make sense. He knew that eventually inside his mind, it’d click; he’d understand that his life as he knew it was never going to be the same. His mind got that, his mind was even ok with that, but his heart still hasn’t caught up.

His finger finally stopped clicking when he found a typical chick flick; he had no reason to watch only that he knew one of the actresses in it. Not well of course but still. Jon watched the picture on the TV change not listening to the words being said or the action happening, it was on more or less to silence the voices in his head.

Jon reached over to his cell phone and called Jack. Once it connected he asked, “When’s the hearing date?”

“It’s not for 2 weeks Jon, I’m sorry I pulled every string I could.” Jack answered unable to not hear the pain in Jon’s voice. “Jon you seriously need to find a way to accept this, I can hear what it’s doing to you.”

“Its ok, I’ll get some great songs out of it. Is she moved out?”

“Yes and I advised her of the cost to keep the dojo.”

Jon sat up, unable to put her through the ringer even though he wanted to.

“If she can’t swing the $50,000, give it to her for $10,000 just don’t tell her we’re going to.”

“Jon you bought the building alone for $75k. It’s a massive loss then.”

“Jack it’s not like I can’t afford it, even if I hate her right now I still love her. Pretty fucked huh?”

He laughed at himself, if he didn’t he was about to cry.

“Actually Jon, I’d be worried if that wasn’t your frame of mind, after all she’s been the standard by which you’ve judged every woman in your life.” Jack admitted, he hated seeing his boss go through this. Jon was an upstanding guy, even if he had his hotheaded moments, he loved that woman with all of his heart and soul so for her to pull this, for her to have nothing short of a midlife crisis really made him want to burn her at the stake; but unfortunately he knew that wouldn’t help Jon come to terms with being divorced any easier.

“Thanks Jack, call me with when and where ok?”

“You got it.” The call ended.