Readers Note: This part isnt as good as I wanted it to be.... but ive put off writing it for so long i just put it together in one night... so... here it is.... please if you have anything bad to say about it please let me know...lol... and to the people who enjoy the story... thanxx for saying so... love you all....


Jonathan paced his house over and over again making sure that everything was in place, that nothing was out of line. After doing so he walked briskly to his bathroom. He looked in the mirror and saw for the first time the red circles under his eyes, and his palely covered skin.

"I look…………… dead." He thought to himself. In amazement he stood there staring at himself in the miror feeling more and more sorry for himself then the day before.

"Why did I let myself get this way?" he asked himself aloud feeling the tears build up in his eyes. Then finally the door bell rang.

Jonathan quickly wiped the tears that escaped his eyes away, and ran his fingers through his matted locks. He ran down the stairs but stopping a few steps away from the door.

(Ring)

Jonathan finally started to unlocked the door. He took in a huge breath and swung the door open.

"Hi." He said looking at her lovely fatigue.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her. He could just stand there and look at her beautiful face perpetually. She didn’t respond, instead she moved in close to him biting her lip. Jon closed his eyes respiring the sweet smell of her body which he fell a victim to once before already. Kalarnia ran the tip of her nose along the bottom of his chin. Jonathan grabbed her by the waist pulling her weightless body through the door. She shook herself free from his needing fingertips and walked vastly to the living room. Jon watched poutingly after her, looking as if his favorite toy has been taken from him. she stopped in the center of the room shifting her body to look a Jonathan.

"Should we start where we left off?" She asked motioning him to come to her.

Jonathan walked to her and brushed a hand over her hair. He traced a fingertip down her cheek and she sighed. Thrown off by the stirring in his gut, he pulled back, tried to think it through. Then, as had been his habit most of his life, he did what he wanted to do. He covered her mouth with his. Soft and lax, her lips yielded beneath his, slipped apart as he traced their shape with his tongue. Now he tasted her sigh as well as he heard it. The punch of sensation slapped into his system, leaving him straining for more. His hands itched to touch, to take, but he curled them into fists and continued with her mouth. There were some rules that weren’t meant to be broken. Kalarnia felt herself taken over by his need. Her mind was hazy with fatigue, gave only minimal effort to clearing his mists.

Excitement bounced like tiny red-tipped sparks along her skin. Her mouth moved under his, then parted on a groan so that he was invited in. without hesitation he slid his tongue over hers and was driven half mad by her lazily seductive response. With a quiet oath he nipped her bottom lip.

"Ouch." She said softly. Desire shot through her like a bullet. She needed. She thirsted for Jonathan the way one thirsted for water. Her defenses in shambles, she was assaulted by sensations, longings, and desires. The blast left her weak enough to cling to him, hungry enough to plunge greedily into the kiss and take.

Her arms were around him, binding them together like rope. Her mouth was urgent and frantic. Jon could feel the quick, helpless tremors that coursed down her body, hear the shuddering breathes. He forgot to be gentle, and frustration was ripped apart by edgy blades of passion. That left only desire.

His fingers dived into her hair, curled tight. He wanted her now, he wanted to hurry his way upstairs to his bed.

"let me take you upstairs." Jon said eager to hear her say yes.

The short time it took him to ask that question, it gave Kalarnia’s brain enough time to regenerate itself. Her mind became un-scrambled of all the desire she felt moments ago. She also found herself held tightly within Jonathan’s arms. She felt safe, safe from anything and everything. She closed her eyes then opened them once more. She looked past Jonathan’s shoulder to see Nathan’s picture hanging near the fireplace.

"Let me take you upstairs." Jonathan said again thinking she didn’t hear him the first time.

"No." Kalarnia said bagging away from him.

"What?" he said sharply.

"We cant."

"Why not, what’s wrong?"

~ There Was A Moment Of Silence ~

"Jon, why did you call me?" She asked taking her attention away from the picture and looking into his eyes. He could see her cheeks slowly turn red and tears fill up in her eyes.

"I don’t know." He said turning away from her gaze.

"Truthfully……why?" she said taking a seat on the couch she was sprawled over the day before.

"Seriously I don’t know." Jonathan took the seat right next to her. "Its like, I feel this burning pain inside of me that I just cant heal. Its a lonely bitterness that ruins me each day. I don’t know what to do but try each and every way to rid myself of this misery."

"Even if it means hurting the ones you love?" Kalarnia asked turning his face to meet hers.

Tears were falling from his eyes now. Jon put his hands to his face to hide the tears.

"You don’t have to hide yourself from me Jon, let it go." She pulled his hands down away from his face. "I mean what is there to hide, I’ve already seen your naked ass." She said smirking a bit.

Jonathan let out a small laugh. "I guess your right."

(They both just sit there not saying a word until Kalarnia broke the silence)

"Well I guess I should go now." She said standing to her feet.

"No." Jon said grabbing her hand. "Don’t go."

"Why not?"

"Because I still want to take you upstairs."

"What…….. you still want…………"

"TO SLEEP!" Jonathan yelled cutting her off.

"Sleep?" She said putting both hands on her hips is disbelief of what he was telling her.

"I really don’t want to be alone tonight. I need to be with someone, and since your already here…… you might as well stay. Unless you want to drive all the way home.

Kalarnia smiled looking down at him, she turned her head to think about what she should do.

"Fine, ill stay."

They both made their way upstairs finally to the bedroom. When they approached the bed Jonathan stripped himself and changed into some Taz-Manian devil pajama bottoms.

"Oh how cute." Kalarnia said pointing to them giggling a bit.

"Don’t laugh it aint funny!"

kalarnia started to undress herself.

"Oh hold on." Jonathan left the room.

Kalarnia finished undressing herself and climbed nakedly in the bed, she pulled the covers all the way up to the end of her jaw bone and waited for Jonathan to return. He walked into the room slowly holding the top to his Taz-Manian Pajamas With a big smile on his face.

"Here you go."

"Oh please you don’t expect me to wear that do you?"

"Why not, its clean and you don’t wanna sleep naked do you?" He said sarcastically.

"Fine." She snatched the shirt from him and quickly put it on. "There! How’s that?"

"Perfect." He said climbing into the bed. He turned off the lights pulled Kalarnia close to him and they both fell into a deep coma like sleep.