The Real Jason

"Jason? What are you doing here?"

"Oh my god, Jennifer!? What happened to your face??? I'm coming up!!"

"NO!" He stops in his tracks.

"Jennifer? What's going on?"

"I'm not suppose-" You cough and the tears are starting to fall.

"Oh, Jennifer..."

"I can't let you come closer....you....I don't know you..."

"Jennifer....you know me better than anyone...you know me. I don't care what you say, I'm coming up"

"No....Jason....no"

You feel all you will power going away. He starts to climb a tree close to your house and soon is on the roof. You walk backward and his in through the window.

"Jennifer....your face"

"No...Jason" Tears are now streaming of your face and your sobbing. He walks closer to you.

"No, I don't know you....I'm not suppose to...."

He keeps walking closer and finally, puts his hands around you. You feel his warmth, his care. He holds you right and you can't fight him off anymore. Your entire being is shivering and filled with heat.

"Jennifer, you know me. You know me" He doesn't let you go.

"Jason..." You just stand there and hug each other. Then he backs away.

"Jennifer, I come over because I was so afraid that I might lose you even before you've seen my face. I want to show you the real me"

"Oh Jason....I don't know"

"Please, let me show you and then if you still don't want me to be close to you, I will walk away?"

"Okay....okay Jason" He moves closer to you and looks down. He removes his hoodie and slowly looks in your eyes.

You go into shock and your mouth falls open.

"You're....you're Jason Kennedy???"

"Yes....is....is that going to be a problem?"

You're at a loss for words. You see him turn bright red and you realize he is beautiful. "You're the president's son???? JF Kennedy's son???? Oh my god, you were outside our diner that night?? How did I not see that??"

He looks down and then in your eyes. You see tears forming in his eyes. He turns and starts to walk away.

"Jason! Where are you going?"

"I'm assuming that you're not interested"

"Why would you assume that? Actually, this is much better"

"Better?"

"Yeah, more safe-" You clear your throat.

"Safe?"

"I mean...."

You move closer to him and embrace him. His body is tense and then he melts into you, giving his all to you. You let your head lay against his muscled chest and you feel safe. You haven't felt safe for so long.

"Jennifer, I care so much for you"

"Jason..."

You move a little away from him and your lips are inches away from him. Then he grabs you by the shoulders. He searches your face.

"Jennifer, what happened to your face?"

He touches your face with his fingers. He put his one finger just above the cut and slowly trace his finger down to your jaw. You wince a little. Your entire being wants Jason, all of him.

"Oh....well let's just say, I kind of lost my cool"

"Kind of? Please sit down, let me look after that cut"

"You really don't have to"

"But Jennifer, don't you know by now? I want to take care of you..." He stares intensely into your eyes and you see the heat shooting from them. Your breath catches.

"Where's your first aid kit?"

"It's in the kitchen drawer"

He runs downstairs and is back before you know it. He kneels before you and gets out the alcohol wipe. He gently cleans your cut above your eye. You wince a little.

"Hey, you okay?"

"It's a little sore"

"Tell me what happened?"

"It's actually a long story, I have a better question, why would you think that I would not want to be with you because you are the president's son?"

"My reputation proceeds me..." He looks down sitting on the ground and stop cleaning your cut.

"You mean being a spoiled brat and breaking girl's hearts?"

"Yeah, and I was afraid you might see me that way and not even consider getting to know me, cause a lot of people have done this to me before. They judge me because of my name and don't care to get to know me first"

"Well, is any of it true? The things they say?"

"I had my reasons for doing what I did and most of it wasn't even me, it was them doing it to me" You bent down and take his face in your hands forcing him to look at you.

"Jason, I know you're one of the good ones and I don't intend to break your heart, not if I can help it" He looks at you with hurt in his eyes. He's been hurt before.

"How do I know that you're not going to lose interest in, now that you know who I am?"

"I don't think you understand. I'm now more interested in you because I know how you are. Before....I didn't know you and now I know that you're safe"

"Safe?" He frowns and looks at you questionably.

"I mean, I want to get to know you now more than ever. I've seen how you treat me and the rumors can't be true about you"

"Thank you, Jennifer, you don't know what this means to me"

He carries on cleaning your cut and then finally put a plaster over the cut.

"So really, what happened?"

"Well, two girls jumped me because they didn't like what I said to them"

"Wow did you say to them?"

"All I can say is that I wasn't in the right state of mind. So, I have to ask you something"

"Yeah?"

"Shouldn't have like bodyguards or something?"

He laughs and shyly kicks his foot on the floor. "Yeah I have"

"Okay? But where are they?"

"Let's just say that I'm known to elude them from time to time"

"So you're not so innocent after all?"

"I never said that I was innocent, as a matter of fact, if you know what I was thinking now....you wouldn't think I'm innocent at all"

He stares into your heart with his blue eyes and heat fills your entire being.

"Oh...okay....I...hmm have a lot of questions"

"Of course, you have, let me hear them?"

"Well, why did yo-" Jason's phone rings. He looks at the phone and frowns.

"You can get that I don't mind" He looks at you and then the phone and sighs. "I'm so sorry, I have to"

He answers his phone. "Yeah?"

He sounds highly irritated with the person on the phone. "I know"

"Uhm"

"Yes I understand the consequences"

"Okay...yeah...bye" He looks down at the ground. He face filled with a mix of anger and frustration.

"Who was that? Are you okay?"

"That was...well it was Big Jim. You met him. He delivered the foot accessories to you?"

"Oh yeah, how could I not see that you were *cough*someone?"

"Listen, I have to go but please don't do something that would get you hurt again and you're not even over your cold yet. Will you please do me one favor?"

"Sure?"

"Just stay in bed and get better?" Concern is lingering in his eyes.

"I have work again you know, not all of us is the president's son…" You meant it playfully but he is not moved by it.

"I'm serious, Jennifer. Don't you understand how I feel about you?"

He moves closer to you and then he wraps his arms around you. He holds you tight and his lips are brushing against your ear, he whispers:

"I care very deeply for you" You feel your stomach doing flip flops and your body is filled with fire.

"Okay, Jason, one more day"

"Thank you" He turns and walks away.

(Oh boy, I've fallen hard....I'm in deep trouble! What is dad going to say?)