Chapter 2
As the front desk agent secured Jon room 818 he thanked him and walked to the elevator in a daze. The journey to his room was done with no conscious effort on his part. He slid the electronic key in the slot, opening the door as the light turned green and dropped his bag on the bed. His jacket hit the chair on the right and he sat in the one on the left looking out at the ocean. He didn’t want to admit this to anyone, he didn’t want to say Dot was leaving him, it just wasn’t true until he said the words verbally but he had to respond to his lawyer, Jack had texted him 10 times so far saying ‘call me now’.
“Better get this over with.” He mumbled under his breath. He dug into his pocket with something likened to hatred for his phone and pushed the button that would make this all to real.
“Jon holy hell tell me Dot’s lawyer is smoking something?” Jack rambled into the phone quickly.
“I take it Scott called you.” He said trying to hold the emotion back.
“Yes Scott called me tell me this is a lie Jon. What the hell is going on?” In all the years he’s worked for Jon he’s seen and heard a lot, never in his wildest nightmares would his client and friend get a divorce.
“Jack, she wanted out. We fought about it for days and I finally just gave in. Don’t file a damn thing, make her be the petitioner, she wants a” Jon swallowed hard. “She wants a di” fuck he muttered under his breath. “divorce, then she has to file because I’m not going to make this easy for her.”
“Jon should I brace for a nasty time of it.” Jack asked.
“No, Jack she signed a pre-nup. In the effect that she petitions for divorce there are rules set aside to how much everyone gets. She knew the rules, I warned her of them when I left and besides she helped me set the rules so I feel no pity for what’s going to happen.”
“What is going to happen Jon? What do I have to prepare for?” Jack needed clarification.
“You have the pre-nups. You know she’s going to instantly go from a billionaire to a mere mortal. She is going to have to really be nice or I’m selling her fucking Do-jo since I bought it with my money and it wasn’t in the pre-nup. She’s getting only 1 car and a one-time payout. She sure as hell isn’t keeping my name.”
“You are going to go by the letter of it then huh?”
“You damn right I am. You don’t make a promise to me, a promise of forever and then walk away. Nope she wants to walk away then she’s walking away from the good and the bad. From everything. Can you run by the house and advise her tomorrow she has 1 day to vacate or she’s going to be charged with trespassing. When she leaves, and she will, have the gate code changed to 818 and text me when it’s done.”
“Wanna tell me what 818 is?”
“My room number at this hotel. Goodnight.” Jon closed his phone hanging up a sign mentally that said beware to his ex wife, the more he thought about her walking away the angrier he got. Good think this hotel didn’t have any wine in the room or he’d be a hurting unit tomorrow. “I need my guitar.” Standing he walked out to retrieve the guitar from his car, he’s never without one these days.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Choices - Chapter 1
Fic is set shortly after Blaze, ages might not match but that's because my math is off :) enjoy.
Mean no disrespect to anyone involved.
Chapter 1
Dot hit 30 and it came with a mid life crisis of epic proportion, she decided that she just can not be Jon's wife anymore. She wants out. She's been Jon's wife, girlfriend, significant other for the better part of her life and its not enough, she wanted to be the most important thing in the world to someone not 2nd best.
She sat Jon down when he walked in the house one day and explained that she wanted out of the marriage.
"No" Jon told her flat out. He throws her a temper tantrum. In his world there is no getting out of a marriage. That’s the whole point. "Dot you don't walk out on marriage. You don't turn off this commitment an walk away."
"Jon I can't do this anymore."
"Can't or won't?"
"Won't. I can’t continue to live the lie, Jon I'm done. I want out."
"This is not something you give up on." He told her looking into her eyes and trying to find the reason.
“Jon, just walk away, let me walk away I can’t be 2nd most important in your world anymore I need to be first, I need to be with a man that can put me first so I can have children with him.”
“Dot what are you talking about, we are planning on having kids or did you forget?”
“Jon I won’t stop taking birth control with you, you’re never here and I won’t raise kids alone. Baby don’t tarnish what we had just let me walk away.” She almost begged him.
“No, you fight for a marriage, Dot we took vows, we pledge forever to each other, I’m not letting you throw forever away, what do you really need? Obviously this is a midlife crisis or something - I’ll let you have anything you’re just not getting a divorce, you’re my wife.”
“Jon I need a divorce I don’t want to be your wife anymore. I don’t want to be in your world anymore, I’m done having to watch everything I wear and everything I say because some fan might be around the corner and they’ll hate me forever. I don’t anymore Jon. Give me my freedom.”
It took 3 days of them arguing and Jon begging, offering her an affair without recourse, he offered her his retirement from music, nothing worked finally on the eve of the 3rd worst day of his life he looked at her with tears falling from his eyes. “Call your lawyer.”
“You’re letting me out?” She asked not believing the words she’s finally hearing.
“You know the pre-nup arrangement, but know this Dorothea, if I sign that paper, if you make me sign that paper, you are dead to me, it’ll be like you never existed. I won’t be nice, I won’t be cordial, I won’t ever give you another chance to even speak to me. If you take everything we’ve ever shared and throw it away you’re throwing away not only your marriage, your husband, your lover but also your best friend, your sounding board and everything that comes with being my wife. The money, the houses, the cars the unlimited credit cards. You remember the prenup you signed? I’m not calling my lawyer you call yours.” He picked up his duffle bag and turned and walked out of the house jumping in his Chevelle he drove out of the driveway heading south. He had to get away, he couldn’t believe she wanted out. Yeah he wasn’t the best husband in the world, he made mistakes and he was gone a lot but damn he provided a good life for her, he provided her with everything she’s ever asked for financially and he was devoted and true to their marriage. As he hit Asbury Park exit his cell phone text alert went off. Knowing that was probably his lawyer he took the exit to Asbury Park without a thought, knowing he’s found happiness on this shore and he needed to speak to his lawyer. Pulling the car to a stop at the Empress Hotel in Asbury Jon didn’t even notice the sunset over the ocean as he walked in carrying only a duffle bag full of jeans and t-shirts. After his whole life of wanting to be no where but near her, he needed to be away from her right now, as he pushed the button on his cell to see the text from his lawyer. ‘Dot has filed for divorce? - WTH Jon?’
“Ocean-view suite please.” He said to the young female clerk behind the counter, handing her his gold card to assure the name would help him get his way.
“Sure Mr. Bongiovi. Room 429 is available.”
“I’m sorry any room but that number.” Talk about irony.
Mean no disrespect to anyone involved.
Chapter 1
Dot hit 30 and it came with a mid life crisis of epic proportion, she decided that she just can not be Jon's wife anymore. She wants out. She's been Jon's wife, girlfriend, significant other for the better part of her life and its not enough, she wanted to be the most important thing in the world to someone not 2nd best.
She sat Jon down when he walked in the house one day and explained that she wanted out of the marriage.
"No" Jon told her flat out. He throws her a temper tantrum. In his world there is no getting out of a marriage. That’s the whole point. "Dot you don't walk out on marriage. You don't turn off this commitment an walk away."
"Jon I can't do this anymore."
"Can't or won't?"
"Won't. I can’t continue to live the lie, Jon I'm done. I want out."
"This is not something you give up on." He told her looking into her eyes and trying to find the reason.
“Jon, just walk away, let me walk away I can’t be 2nd most important in your world anymore I need to be first, I need to be with a man that can put me first so I can have children with him.”
“Dot what are you talking about, we are planning on having kids or did you forget?”
“Jon I won’t stop taking birth control with you, you’re never here and I won’t raise kids alone. Baby don’t tarnish what we had just let me walk away.” She almost begged him.
“No, you fight for a marriage, Dot we took vows, we pledge forever to each other, I’m not letting you throw forever away, what do you really need? Obviously this is a midlife crisis or something - I’ll let you have anything you’re just not getting a divorce, you’re my wife.”
“Jon I need a divorce I don’t want to be your wife anymore. I don’t want to be in your world anymore, I’m done having to watch everything I wear and everything I say because some fan might be around the corner and they’ll hate me forever. I don’t anymore Jon. Give me my freedom.”
It took 3 days of them arguing and Jon begging, offering her an affair without recourse, he offered her his retirement from music, nothing worked finally on the eve of the 3rd worst day of his life he looked at her with tears falling from his eyes. “Call your lawyer.”
“You’re letting me out?” She asked not believing the words she’s finally hearing.
“You know the pre-nup arrangement, but know this Dorothea, if I sign that paper, if you make me sign that paper, you are dead to me, it’ll be like you never existed. I won’t be nice, I won’t be cordial, I won’t ever give you another chance to even speak to me. If you take everything we’ve ever shared and throw it away you’re throwing away not only your marriage, your husband, your lover but also your best friend, your sounding board and everything that comes with being my wife. The money, the houses, the cars the unlimited credit cards. You remember the prenup you signed? I’m not calling my lawyer you call yours.” He picked up his duffle bag and turned and walked out of the house jumping in his Chevelle he drove out of the driveway heading south. He had to get away, he couldn’t believe she wanted out. Yeah he wasn’t the best husband in the world, he made mistakes and he was gone a lot but damn he provided a good life for her, he provided her with everything she’s ever asked for financially and he was devoted and true to their marriage. As he hit Asbury Park exit his cell phone text alert went off. Knowing that was probably his lawyer he took the exit to Asbury Park without a thought, knowing he’s found happiness on this shore and he needed to speak to his lawyer. Pulling the car to a stop at the Empress Hotel in Asbury Jon didn’t even notice the sunset over the ocean as he walked in carrying only a duffle bag full of jeans and t-shirts. After his whole life of wanting to be no where but near her, he needed to be away from her right now, as he pushed the button on his cell to see the text from his lawyer. ‘Dot has filed for divorce? - WTH Jon?’
“Ocean-view suite please.” He said to the young female clerk behind the counter, handing her his gold card to assure the name would help him get his way.
“Sure Mr. Bongiovi. Room 429 is available.”
“I’m sorry any room but that number.” Talk about irony.
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