Jonathan opened the door to the highly lit bar and stepped inside. Everyone nodded at him as he passed them by.

"Hey Jon, what will it be the usual?" Asked Sean the bartender

"Yeah." Said Jonathan in a low voice.

Sean walked quickly and grabbed a bottle of vodka and a shot glass and placed it in front Jon.

"Here you go man, knock yourself out." Sean said with a smirk on his face.

"Thanks." Jon said grabbing the glass pouring the vodka in his glass slowly watching its every drip. He sat there alone drowning himself in his bitter misery. Downing glass after glass of vodka. Everyone stared and watched him. He was there night after night. This was the only place where he could sit and be alone and get away from the pain that ached his mind. The band, Renee, Nathan, his voices and the fact that everyday he had to fake his happiness and jump through hoops for people that didn’t give a fuck about him made him feel empty.

He remembered when he had no pain, no feelings of emptiness and hollowness. But was stripped away of his innocence long ago. A pain that still leave scars upon his soul. Jonathan felt tears fill up in his eyes. One trickled down his cheek and made a small thud as it hit the bars counter. He didn’t bother to catch it or wipe it away. Another and another followed down his cheek. Another slowly pushed its way out of his eye, slowly sliding down to the ridge of his cheek. Suddenly he felt a presence behind him. He turned quickly to find a beautiful face staring down at him. She wiped the tear left on his cheek away. She was someone he had seen there before but never paid attention to. She was very lovely. Her long silk black hair fell along the sides of her face. Her green eyes shinned and drew attention to her face. Her legs were long and slender, her body was exiting and inviting. Jonathan closed his eyes, squeezing them tightly as to hold back any other tears that would try to escape without warning.

He finally opened them to find her soft finger tips still wiping away his tears. He grabbed her hand stopping her from feeling his face. She looked at him in disbelief of what he was stopping her from doing. He stared deep into her eyes as though he would find an entry way to her soul and find out what made her come to him. She turned away breaking the gaze that they shared. Her face was now red with embarrassment, but an expression of pain showed through her demeanor. She shook her legs nervously. Jonathan’s eyes wandered down to look upon her thighs which caught his attention quickly. They looked delightful. He wanted to touch them, to stop the trembling, to feel their softness. He fought his urge to run his fingers along them. He brought his eyes back up to meet her face which was still turned away from him. Her eyes were closed as wishing she weren’t there. Jon put a finger to her chin and turned her face toward his. There eyes met once again. Jonathan gave her a half smile, she returned the smile as the redness in her face slowly subsided. They both felt like outcasts in the bar now. Knowing that Renee and Nathan were visiting relatives for the weekend, Jonathan built the courage to speak.

"Do you wanna get out of here? We can go to your place… or mine. He said softly like a child.

The girl shook her head yes still not saying a word. Jon stood up and put money on the counter to pay for the explosion of drinks. He offered his hand to the girl to help her down from her stool. He turned around leading them out of the bar never letting go of her had as if not to loose her. they both stepped out into the nights cold air. They shivered as their bodies adjusted to the weather.

"So where is this house of yours." The girl managed to push past her lips trying desperately to get out of the cold.

"Over there." Jon pointed to the third house across the street. Jon lead the way heading for his porch. He had the key ready, he unlocked the door quickly and stepped inside. He held the door open for her. As she passed she ran a finger along his chest. Jonathan loved what he had just felt. He looked after her as she found a seat on his large white couch. He closed the door and walked toward her slowly watching her every move. He circled around the arm of the couch. The girl looked up at him, unfolded her legs and stood to her feet. She unbuttoned her jacket slowly and let it fall to the floor. She walked toward him. She ran her fingers along his chest once again letting them wander all over his body. Jonathan opened his mouth to say something to her but She quickly put a finger to his lips to sush him. He nibbled her finger a bit, she rolled her head back enjoying the little pleasure she was receiving. He took attention to her top, unbuttoning the fabric slowly. He kissed every piece of skin under it. As it fell to the floor he shifted her body, slowly unzipping her skirt. He pushed the skirt down her leg where he kissed and nibbled along the outside of her thigh. She let out a soft but lasting moan. Jon stood to his feet and lifted his shirt from his body. The girl put her palm to his chest and pushed Jonathan’s backside against the wall behind him. She kissed him deeply, she moved her attention to his neck where she kissed softly. He grabbed her by the waist and turned her around. She moaned loudly. He unsnapped her bra releasing her breast and nipples from their prison and threw it to the corner. He pulled her body against his and shoved her over the arm of the couch. Kissing her back slowly he rolled her underwear to her feet, her breath came quicker now. He entered her slowly and let out a soft moan. He fell deep within the pleasure of her flesh. They became one, filling eachother with the feeling of ecstasy.

Then all of a sudden, Jon could hear the door knob twitching. He looked quickly toward his front door. There was a womanly figure there. His body shook with terror for he knew who it was. The door flew open. Jonathan stood up quickly staring at the door not able to move. Renee stepped in through the door tightly holding a sleeping Nathan.

Part 2