Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Chapter 5

“So what are the plans for tonight Kid?” Richie looked across the room where Jon was sitting twirling his now empty glass of wine in his fingers. The last two days, both Jon and Richie kept things quiet, and stayed in the rather small town of Freehold. Although Richie had tried a few times to convince Jon to head home to be with his kids and talk things over with Dot, Jon kept refusing.

“I don’t know.. Was thinking about maybe going out to get a drink or two, wanna come?” Richie watched as Jon stood up from his seat and poured himself another drink.

“Yea I’ll go. Some one needs to keep an eye on you right?” Chuckling, Jon just nodded at his friend and sat back down, leaning his head against the back of the arm chair.

“How about we head down to Philly?? The clubs are better there.”

“Alright, we can do that,” glancing at his watch Richie noticed it was almost six, “we should probably get going though then.” Nodding his head, Jon stood back up, finished his glass of wine, then made his way back into the bedroom part of the hotel room and grabbed his wallet and jacket.

A few hours later the guys were climbing out of Richie’s car at a fairly popular club in downtown Philly that the guys usually went to while they were in the area. The owner of the club happened to be by the front door as the guys walked in. “Jon, Richie, so nice to see you!” Jon noticed the man and gave him a genuine smile and a slight nod as Richie extended his hand.

“Hello Andrew, nice to see you too.”

“Would you like your normal table in the back?” Richie looked at Jon to see what he wanted and, just like Andrew got a shake of the head.

“No that’s ok.. We’re just gonna go sit at the bar tonight, thanks.” With that Jon walked past Andrew and Richie and made his way through the crowd to the bar, quickly ordering himself a drink. Meanwhile Richie gave Andrew an apologetic look at Jon’s slight rudeness and was soon following Jon’s steps through the crowd.

When Richie finally found Jon along the bar he gave a heavy sigh when he noticed the shot glass attached to Jon’s hand. Just as Richie got himself settled into the stool next to Jon, he noticed a pretty little brunette rush up behind Jon trying to grab the bartenders attention. As she half lifted herself up onto the bar to look past the guys and the rest of the people sitting along the bar she took a few glances at Jon and then at Richie.

“Jon.. Is that you?” Jon glanced at Richie quickly and rolled his eyes before he slowly turned himself to look at the person standing behind him. “Oh my god it is you! How are you?” Richie flinched slightly as he watched the little brunette fling her arms around Jon’s neck.

“Good.. I’m… I’m good. How are you Nikki?” Jon slightly pushed Nikki away from him, trying to catch the breath he had lost when she practically jumped into his lap.

“Same old, Same old. What are you doing in Philly, I thought you had things to do in New York or something??” SHIT!! Thats right she doesn’t know, nor does she need to know.

“Yea, well, plans change a lot y’know. Rich, and I decided to just come out for a few drinks, relax a little. Thats all.” When Nikki heard Richie’s name she looked over Jon’s shoulder and saw, probably the most gorgeous thing that her eyes had ever seen. When Jon saw her eyes widen and watched her lips mouth ‘oh my god’, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Nikki, this is my sidekick Richie Sambora. Rich, this is my new assistant at the Soul, Nikki Thompson.”

Richie got up from his seat and stood by Jon as he reached out his hand to the lady before him. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Darlin’” As Richie’s eyes skimmed over her he realized that she really was ‘little’ maybe no more then five foot three. She was wearing a black halter top dress that hugged her petite little body and flowed down to just above her knees. She had the biggest brightest green eyes he had ever seen, and the most luscious looking lips.

“Nice to meet you too Mr. Sambora.” Nikki reached her hand out to meet Richie’s. And although she knew she wasn’t at work, she had remembered that Richie was also part owner of the Philadelphia Soul, so technically he was a boss of sorts to her. When his hand wrapped around hers a shock of warmth, it seemed to her almost like a shock on sensation, went shooting up her arm.

“Please, call me Richie.” He couldn’t get over how stunning she was, sure Jon had mentioned his new assistant once or twice. But never did he ever imply that she was, well, a goddess of beauty almost. Goddess of Beauty, Rich what are you thinking?!?!?!?! You’ve seen plenty of gorgeous woman before in your life. But.. There’s something about her... what is it???

Jon leaned back against, folded his arms across his chest, and watched the interaction happening before him. He saw the gleam Richie’s eye and noticed it as that all to familiar attraction spark, and as his eyes gazed over to Nikki he saw something in her eyes that could very well be the same thing. Have I really had that much to drink!?!? Looking over his shoulder, he motioned for the bartender to give him another shot, and then turned back to watch Richie’s ‘charm’ kick in. No fucking way, he’s hitting on her!!! Just then Jon’s eye caught attention to a man quickly walking towards them, reaching his arms towards Nikki; and when close enough snaked it around her waist.

“Hey sweetie, thought maybe you got lost.” Jon and Richie both looked at the guy then at each other giving one another the same questioning look.

“No I didn’t get lost. Just ran into a friend of sorts. Honey, this is my boss Jon Bongiovi and his friend Richie Sambora. Guys, this is my... my..”

“Fiancé...” Nikki looked over her shoulder and smiled shyly.

“My Fiancé Tim Smith.” As she made the introductions, Nikki seemed, almost embarrassed of admitting that she had a fiancé, well in front of Richie anyways, Jon already knew. Richie’s eyes widened slightly when Nikki stuttered, searching for the right word to introduce Tim as, but when he heard ‘fiancé’ some of his thoughts shattered. Putting that aside he reached his hand out towards Tim’s.

“It’s nice to meet you.” Nodding his head in agreement Tim exchanged hand shakes with Richie then with Jon.

“Jon, it’s nice to meet you. Thank for hiring Nikki, we were so worried she wouldn’t be able to find something here in the city as quickly as she did.”

Jon slowly slid off of his stool and shook hands quickly with Tim. “It was no problem. Nikki showed some great potential at the interviews and she’s been doing an amazing job. Very glad to have her on the team.” Jon looked at Nikki and gave her a wink. “Drinks.. Let me buy you guys drinks. What’s ur poison??”

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Chapter Four

Jon woke the next morning to the sound of his phone vibrating across the hotel night stand. Sitting up to reach for his phone a sharp pain went rushing through his head making him fall back down against the pillows with a groan. FUCK!! Waiting a few seconds, and still hearing his phone vibrating, Jon tried once again to sit up, this time going a little slower. Not even looking at the caller ID he quickly answered. “HELLO!” Grabbing his throbbing head, he flopped back down on the bed. “Daddy?” Hearing the soft female voice on the other end of the phone, Jon’s feeling of aggravation simmered. “Hey there baby girl.”

“Where are you?” Looking around Jon tried to figure out where he was, then looking at the bedding and the drapery he could tell it was a hotel of some kind. “Um.. I’m at a hotel. Why something wrong?” When Jon didn’t hear anything from his daughter he began to get a little nervous. “Steph? Is something wrong?” “What? Oh no.. sorry Jesse was asking me something. Nothing’s wrong. Was just wondering where you were.. When are you coming home?”

Home.. Home? Could he go back home? Now knowing the fact.. The truth about Dot. Jon wasn’t sure how he was going to be able to be around her with out losing his cool, especially if the kids were there as well. He just couldn’t go home, not right now anyways. “Um I don’t know when I’ll be home baby. Some things have come up in Philly. But I’ll be home as soon as I can. I promise ok?” A disappointed sigh came through the phone and tugged at Jon’s heart, he could imagine the sad expression on Stephanie’s face. “I’m sorry Steph.”

“It’s ok Daddy. I miss you that’s all.” “I miss you too, and your brothers. I gotta go now though.. Give your brothers all hugs and kisses for me ok?” “Ok daddy. Love you. Bye.” “Love you too.” Flipping his phone closed, Jon forced himself to get up out of the bed. Reaching for the hotel phone, he called down to room service and order some coffee and an ample supply of Tylenol; with the way he was feeling now, he knew he was going to definitely need it for the rest of the day. Stepping into his pants, Jon sat at the foot of the bed and waited for the room service to arrive, desperately needing the Tylenol for his head. God, what the hell happened last night?!?!?
Sitting there staring at his feet, the memories began to come back to Jon. When he found out about Dot being pregnant, then leaving and just driving for an hour or so before finally stopping at a small bar. And Richie… why was he remembering Richie?? Shit!! I called him….. Right?? Raking his hands threw his hair, Jon took a deep breathe as he heard a knock at the door. Thank God!! Rushing to the door, Jon let the man in and told him to just set the stuff wherever. At that point the guy could of left it all on the floor, Jon wouldn’t have cared, as long as he got some damn Tylenol for his throbbing head! “Thank you!”

After taking a few of the pills, Jon made his way towards the bathroom to take a nice hot shower, when he heard his phone going off yet again. “Are you even kidding me!” This time checking the ID to see who it was he noticed that it was Richie. “Hey Rich..” Sitting back on the bed, he grumbled, realizing that the shower was going to have to wait a few more minutes. “Good morning, where did you end up last night man?” Ok.. I must of called him…

“I’m at some hotel, but I have no idea what one.” Looking over towards the hotel phone he noticed a pad of paper, reaching for it he noticed the logo on the top. “The Holiday Inn .. in… Freehold.”
“Alright man.. I’m coming to get you.. I should be there in like an hour or so.. If I don’t get lost.” Both of the guys chuckled. “K Rich.. I’ll see you when you get here… call me when your close and I’ll tell you what room I’m in.. I’d tell you now but I have a throbbing head and really need a shower.” Jon got up and starting pacing the room impatiently while Richie laughed and made smart ass remarks on the other end of the phone. “Ok I take the hint Kid. I’ll talk to you soon.” “Yea bye.” Throwing his phone onto the bed, Jon made his way into the bathroom, stripped his pants off once again and stepped into the scalding hot shower. Finally feeling his body relax slightly. Thinking over how the previous night went, Jon finally let himself relax completely and let the tears fall freely as he heard Dot’s voice in his head constantly repeating those words that tore his whole world apart.

“I don’t think you’re the father….. I’ve been having an affair for the past two years.”

Friday, February 13, 2009

Chapter Three

“Thanks again Jack for doing this.. I really appreciate it.” Richie walked out of the cockpit and took his seat in the all to empty Jovi Jet. Leaning his head back he closed his eyes and tried to make sense of what exactly it was he was doing and how he had gotten there.

After a long hot day out by the pool with Ava, Richie had decided to make it an early night as he was exhausted. He was sleeping peacefully when all of a sudden he was awoken by his daughters laughter. Thinking that he had slept later then usual he rolled over to look at his clock and saw that it was three in the morning. Finally after a few moments of wondering what was going on, he realized it was his phone going off. Grabbing it from his nightstand he quickly flipped it open without looking at the caller id. “Hello!?”

“She’s been fucking another guy….” Richie recognized the voice on the other end of the phone, but the words that were with that voice left him startled. “Jon??” “NO it’s the fucking tooth fairy.. Who the fuck else do you think it is??” Ruffling his hair, Richie sat up in his bed. “Dude do you realize what time it is?” Looking at his clock once again and seeing that it really was only three in the morning, Richie began questioning why Jon was calling him at such crazy hours. Then he remembered what the first thing Jon said to him was. “What do you mean she’s fucking around.. And who are you talking about?”

“Dot, she’s been fucking some guy, and she’s pregnant.. With HIS kid.” Richie heard the slightest slur in Jon’s speech and could see him sitting in some bar with one or more empty bottles of wine scattered along the table. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Dot!?!” “Rich.. What the fuck am I suppose to do.. She said she loves him and she wants to move in with him. She said she wants a divorce!!! What the fuck am I suppose to do about that!?!?” Looking around his room, Richie slipped out of his bed and began pulling on a pair of jeans. “Jon where are you?”

“I’m at .. Where the hell am I? I don’t know where I am.. besides it doesn’t matter where the hell I am! What does that have to do with Dot?!?” Shaking his head, Richie began throwing some clothes into a bag. “Jon… listen to me.. Get yourself a cab and go home..” “I can’t go home Rich.. She’s there!! She’s here in Jersey.. I am still in Jersey aren’t I?” “Jon.. Will you shut the fuck up and listen to me.. Get a cab.. And go home.. Or even a hotel.. I don’t care!! I’m going to head over.” After a few more minutes of arguing with a drunken Jon on the phone, Richie finally hung up with him and immediately started making some phone calls. After apologizing several times to both Jack his pilot and Heather for waking them up so early he headed downstairs and started a small pot of coffee and headed back upstairs to wake up Ava.

Finally an hour later, after bringing Ava back to her mothers and getting himself to the airport, he was on his way to Jersey to try and help his best friend, his brother. Because from the sounds of it on the phone, Jon was definitely going to need someone there with him.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Jon could have sworn that with how wide his mouth was at that moment.. His bottom jaw was on the floor. “Wait.. What?? I don’t think I heard you correctly..” Jon knew he had heard her words loud and clear, but he just couldn’t.. hell he wouldn’t let himself accept what he was hearing. Taking a shaky breathe Dot repeated her words, “I don’t think you’re the father Jon.” Getting up on his feet Jon began to pace the room. “How.. H.. How in the hell could you NOT know if I was the father, who the fuck else could it be Dot!?” Please tell me this is some kind of sick joke.. Dear god please tell me this is some kind of sick joke… she couldn’t .. she wouldn’t cheat on me.. Would she??
“Jon.. I … I think you should maybe sit down.” Shaking his head furiously Jon just stared at her, waiting for some kind of explanation, some kind of reassurance that what he was imagining wasn’t going to actually happen. “I don’t want to sit Dot, but I would really really appreciate some kind of explanation.” Nodding her head, Dot slowly made her way to back to the couch and took a seat. “Jon.. I’ve been having an affair for the past two years.” Two years!!! Two years!! “Who is it?”

“Jon.. That doesn’t matter.” “Doesn’t matter!?!?! Of course it matters.. Who the fuck is it Dot!?!” Cringing at the hateful tone in his voice; Dot softly responded, “Michael Andrews.” Michael Andrews.. Why does that name sound soo familiar to me? Jon stood there for several moments trying to figure out why that name seem to hit him in the gut. Finally hit him. “Michael? You mean that little scrawny guy that started working at the Dojo? That Michael?” Dot all of a sudden felt sick to her stomach and couldn’t find her voice, all she could do was nod her head. Jon felt his stomach turn, he just couldn’t seem to wrap himself around what was going on. “Why Dot? It’s not like I’ve been out on the road that much the past two years, so the excuse of me not being home and you being lonely won’t work.”

“Just because your home Jon doesn’t mean that I’m not lonely. Even if your home you still lock yourself up in your office most of the day taking phone calls and doing god knows what else. It feels more like we’re just roommates then we are husband and wife. You’ve changed Jon.. Your not the same guy I fell in love with 30 years ago. ” Jon didn’t say anything, he just stood there with his head hung slightly. He could feel the tears threatening to fall, but the last of his pride that he had at the moment fought against them. “Jon.. I’m sorry.. I ..” Dot stopped mid sentence when Jon threw his hand up in the air. “Don’t Dot.. Please .. Just don’t.” Racking his hands through his hair, Jon tried to figure everything out. But the more he thought and the harder he thought, nothing seemed like it would work. How do you try to fix something like this.. Shit.. “Do the kids know?” Jon was now standing on the opposite side of the room with his back to Dot, due to his pacing. Getting to her feet Dot walked over to Jon and placed her hand gently on his arm. “No they have no idea about anything. That’s why I came here tonight on my own. So that you and I can talk about what to do.” “Does he know about the baby?” Looking out of the corner of his eye, Jon could see Dot slightly nod her head. “Yes he does. And he knows that I’m here.”

“So what are we going to do Dot?” Dot dropped her arm and took several steps away from Jon. She knew what she wanted, and she had been planning on telling Jon for a while now. But now that the time had come to actually say it to him, fear began to soar through her body. “I want a divorce Jon.” Jon whipped himself around to face her, eyes wide and mouth opened. “I love Michael, Jon, and he loves me. We’ve been thinking about getting a place together. And I’ve been meaning to talk to you about a divorce for a while now. But I just .. Haven’t.”

Divorce!?!?!? She wants to get a divorce!! Dot could see in Jon’s eyes that he was having an inner battle with himself. “Jon.. I still love you. I always will.” “You love me.. Just don’t want to be with me anymore. That makes a lot of sense Dot!” “I Love you Jon. But I’m not in love with you.. At least not anymore.” After a few minutes of silent Jon cupped her face in his hands, gently rubbing the pads of his thumbs along her cheekbones. “This is truly what you want Dot? This is what’s going to make you happy?” A shaky breathe escaped Dot’s lips as she looked into Jon’s eyes. The soft ocean blue eyes always expressed his emotions the most, and at the time all Dot could see was Love, sincerity, and most of all sadness. As Dot nodded her head Jon leaned closer and gently pressed his lips to hers. Feeling her soft lips against his, and feeling her arms wrap around his neck Jon lost any control that he had left. Pulling away from her, Jon looked straight into those soft brown eyes that he loved with all of his being. “I love you Dot, with everything that I am. And if being with Michael is what is going to make you truly happy. Then.. I can’t argue with it. But that doesn’t mean that I’ll ever stop loving you.” Leaving one more kiss on her lips, Jon slowly walked past her to the foyer, grabbed his coat and his keys and walked out the door. Not stopping or hesitating once when he heard Dot call his name back in the living room.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Chapter One

Chapter 1

Gathering his coat and cell phone, Jon shut the lights off and locked the door to his office. “Heading home for the night Mr. Bongiovi??” Nikki’s voice chimed in behind Jon, giving him a slight startle. “Yea, I’m pretty beat... I.. I didn’t realize anyone else was still here.” Jon stopped at the side of Nikki’s desk. Nikki had just been hired onto the Philadelphia Soul ‘Team’ as Jon’s new assistant. His previous one, Alex, resigned due to her husband being relocated in his job. Nikki had only started a few days ago and so far she seemed to be doing fairly well. Jon noticed her potential at her first initial interview and kept bringing her back, to see if that ‘spark’ was really there. Finally after pulling a few strings, he got her the job, and wasn’t disappointed thus far.

“Oh yea.. I was just trying to finish up this one thing then I was going to head out myself.” Apart from being Jon’s assistant, Nikki was also filling in for Jess, one of the official spokes persons for the Soul, while she was on maternity leave. “Ah, Nikki don’t stress to much over that stuff. It’s late, you should get home to your Fiancé. Don’t need him thinking I’m over working you or anything.” Jon gave her a wink and smile as he began walking around her desk. “Well I was just saving the document now. I’ll be leaving in like 5 minutes.” Nikki could feel her cheeks reddening at the look she got from Jon. She had to admit, he definitely wasn’t a sore site for the eyes. With his short cropped brown hair, electric blue eyes, and bright white smile, he could make any girl weak in the knees; never mind the rest of him.

“Did you want me to wait for you to finish up, I’ll walk you to your car.” Jon watched on as Nikki put way stacks of papers and shut down her computer. “Um, no thats ok. I’ll be fine. You go on ahead and head out. I’ll see you.. Tomorrow right?” “Actually I have some other things that I need to do. So I won’t be back till sometime next week. But if you need to get a hold of me, my cell number is in your Rolodex ok?” Nodding her head, Nikki gave Jon a quick smile while she finished gathering her things and getting her keys ready to lock up the office. “I guess I will take up your offer on that walk to the car, if it stands of course.” Chuckling, Jon slipped his coat on, “of course it still stands. I’m still here aren’t I??” “That you are Mr. Bongiovi.”

“Ok.. Enough with the Mr. Bongiovi. Makes me feel old. You can call me Jon. Ok??” After double checking that the alarm was set Nikki quickly locked up and fell into step with Jon as they both headed towards the parking garage. “Sure thing.. Jon.” making sure she emphasized his name.

“So have you guys gotten a date set for your wedding yet?” Jon decided to start some small talk, taking advantage of the time to maybe get to know his new assistant a little more. “Well, no not really. We’re basically waiting till we get more settled in here in Philly. But we were thinking that maybe sometime next summer. But don’t worry I’ll make sure it doesn’t interfere with a possibly arena bowl for the Soul.” Jon raised an eyebrow at the slight sarcasm in her voice on the last remark. “Well I sure as hell hope not.. Regulations call for all employees of the soul to be present at the biggest games of the season..mainly meaning the Arena Bowl.” Nikki’s eyes got wide as she place her hand on Jon’s arm. “Are you serious?? I.. I didn’t realize that.. Oh my god.. I .. I..” Laughing Jon placed one hand on her shoulder.

“Nikki relax, I’m kidding... you don’t need to go any of the games technically. Its all voluntary.” Shaking his head, Jon took hold of Nikki’s arm and took the final steps to the door that opened up to the garage. “Phew. I was going to say...” Seeing the smirk on Jon’s face Nikki let out soft giggles. “Well here’s my car. Thank you Jon. So.. I’ll see you next week then.” Nodding his head once, “Your welcome. And yea next week.. Unless something major comes up here. Have a good night. And don’t let ole’ Mike slave drive you alright?” Nikki noticed the gleam in his smile, “Mike? And I was told that you were the head slave driver in all you do. Hmm.” “Touché. Have you been talking to Richie behind my back??” Shaking her head, Nikki opened the door to her car and began climbing in. “Have a good night Jon.” “You too Nikki.” With that Jon turned on his heel and headed to the opposite side of the garage where his car was parked and started heading for the drive back to his Jersey home.

As Jon pulled up his drive way he noticed that some of the house lights were on. That’s weird.. I told Rosie not to leave the lights on. Jon contemplated with himself on why the lights were on, and who if anyone was in the house.

Key in hand, he went to unlock the door when just as he went to get a hold of the door knob the door swung open on him. “Hi Jon.” Looking up he saw Dorothea standing there. “Oh Hey Dot. What are you doing here?? I thought you were in New York with the kids?” Stepping inside, Jon shook his coat off and tossed his keys and wallet down on the table by the door and gave Dot a hug and soft kiss on the lips. “Mm I missed you Dot.” Leaning her forehead against Jon’s, Dot took a deep breath. “I missed you too.” Realization kicking in of how quiet the house was, Jon looked around, “are the kids here?” Shaking her head, Dot started heading into the kitchen and then looked back over her shoulder. “No they’re not here. Do you want a drink?”

“Sure.. If the kids aren’t here with you.. Then where are they? Don’t tell me Steph is actually watching the boys over night.” Jon was confused, usually either the kids were always with Dot, especially if she decided to surprise him with a visit like this when he was working. But Dot was here, and the kids weren’t, he had no idea what was going on. “The kids are with your parents Jon. I wanted to spend a little time with you. Alone, so I asked your mom if they could take the kids for the night. Does that clear up everything for you?” Chuckling Jon took the glass of wine that Dot was handing to him and then pulled her into his arms. “Yes it does clear it up. Thanks babe.”

Hand in hand, they headed into the family room and sat on one of the big plush couches. Wrapping his arm around Dot’s shoulders, Jon pulled her into him. “So, what did you have in mind for tonight?” Dot heard the huskiness in his voice and quickly sat up, all of a sudden feeling almost disgusted by him. “Um well Jon. We kind of need to talk.” Hearing the seriousness in her voice. Jon set his glass down on the coffee table and turned himself on the couch so that he was facing her. “Ok… something wrong Dot?” Lowering her head, Dot stared at her feet while she tried to think of the easiest way to say this to Jon. “Well… Um.. I don’t know how to really say this.. But.” Scooting closer, Jon placed his hand on her knee. “Dot, babe, what’s going on?”

Taking a deep breath, Dot lifted her head so that she was looking Jon in the eye. “Jon, I’m pregnant.” She could see the slightest sparkle in his eye, he was always so happy every time they found out they were having a baby. “But.. Um..” Feeling the tears filling her eyes, Dot quickly looked down at the ground again. “Dot.. Honey its ok.” Seeing a few tear drops fall down to the floor, Jon wrapped his arms around. “Dot baby, don’t cry. It’s ok. Why are you crying??” “Because we have a problem.” Pushing herself away from Jon, Dot got to her feet, wiping the stray tears still on her cheeks. “Problem?? What kind of problem.” Jon was getting more and more confused by the second. Sure they had said after Romeo was born that they weren’t going to have any more children. But things happen, things would be fine. Dot turned and faced Jon. “The problem is.. That…. I don’t think you’re the father.”


This is a little work of Fiction that has been slowly popping ideas into my head.. and I'm now getting them down in words and sharing it. I hope you enjoy!

Era: Present Time - Post Lost Highway Tour

Characters: Jon Bon Jovi, Richie Sambora, Nikki Thompson, and Ashlyn Summers.

Location: Philadelphia, New Jersey, and New York City; USA

This is a NC-17 story; Adult Situations.