
Jon and Dorothea were constantly fighting until we arrived in St.Barts. Then they became all lovey dovey, as they always did when they were out or on vacation.
The family were gone to a christening so lucky me got the day off. This was the first time in the five years I had been working for the Bongiovi's that we were on vacation and I got the day off. I was delighted.
I decided to make the most of it and go have a few drinks in the pub. I walked into a pub called 'The Osbourne' it looked interesting from the outside. Zebra stripped. Inside was even cooler, there were skulls hanging off the wall, posters of Bob Dylan, Hendrix and a man with a pigs head. The ceiling was painted, one side heaven the other side hell. Jon would love this pub.
I sat down at the counter. A tall, tanned, dark haired man walked over to me. He was georgous. "Hi, what would you like?" he asked in an american accent. "What's good in here?" I asked trying to hide my smile, "your the best thing going," he said with a smile nearly as white as Jons.
We chatted for hours, he said his name was Nicky, he was from San Fransisco. He moved here six months ago when his attempt to become a big rockstar didn't work out. He was charming, good looking, funny. He wasn't married, he didn't have children. Someday when he finds the right person he wants to get married and start a family. He was my type of guy. My perfect guy.
Oh if I wasn't already in love with Jon. A married man with four children....
Nicky and I exchanged phone numbers. He asked me out to dinner which I had to polietly decline. I promised Romeo that I would build a sandcastle with him on the beach after the christening.
I looked at my watch, it was 6pm. "I have to go," I said. Nicky grabbed my hands and put them up to his lips and kissed them. "If you ever want me for anything, anything at all... ring me," he said with a crooked grin. "I will" I said grabbing my handbag and putting on my shades. "You promise?" he asked walking me to the door. I rolled my eyes at him, I felt like I was back in high school. Minus the big hair, braces and pimples. "I promise," I said with a smile.
Jon was leaning against the counter top when I came into the kitchen. He looked amazing. He was wearing a black suit with a white button down shirt. "Oh Miss. Jones I must say you do look amazing.." Jon said walking over to me and wrapping his arms around my hips. He looked down at me smiling. "Where's Dorothea and the kids?" I asked alarmed incase they were close by. "They're still at the party and will be for about an hour maybe longer. I was getting a headache so I came back." He explained then kissed me.
We stayed in the same spot holding each other, kissing each other just staring into each others eyes, for twenty minutes. "Becky.." I finally heard Jon say. "Mmm.." I said leaning against his chest, not opening his eyes. "I need to tell you something, something I've been wanting to tell you for a long long time... I love you. And I'm not afraid to say it anymore, I love you. I always have loved you, I always will love you," I looked up at Jon not knowing what to say. I wanted to say that I loved him back, because I did. I did love him, more than anything on this earth. I would die for him. But the words wouldn't come out.
All of a sudden Dorothea came through the door. Jon and I let go of each other as fast as we could, but it was too late. She had seen us.
"I knew it.. I KNEW IT!" she screamed, she was obviously hurt, what woman wouldn't be if they walked in on their nanny and husband holding each other. "Dorothea.. I can explain!" Jon said walking over to her. Dorothea's eyes filled with tears. "My sister was always right about you Jon, ALWAYS! From the day she met you she said you'd cheat on me with her! I never believed her. I got in fights with her over it! And all this time it was true, you were cheating on me... WITH OUT NANNY! Sure I had my suspicions, but this just proves it. How long has this been going on for? HOW LONG?!" Jon put his arms around her but she pushed him away. "Don't you DARE touch me! You flithy little asshole!" she snarled through her teeth. "Dorothea I have NEVER slept with Becky." He tried to convince her. She didn't believe it. "No Jon. I refuse to turn into my aunt. You will not make a fool out of me. You know that the one thing in this world that I can't stand is being lied to! Stop lying to me! Tell me the truth. How long has this been going on?" tears were running down her face. Her mascara was smudged everywhere.
"Five years" I answered her quietly. She turned ghastly pale infront of my eyes. "FIVE YEARS? FIVE YEARS?!" she screamed. She was giving Jon a nurderous look, I was relieved she wasn't giving ME that look. I felt tears stinging my own eyes. "I better go.." I said walking outside.
I walked as fast as I could down the road. Trying to keep the tears back. "Becky.." I heard Jon call after me but I kept walking. He was the last person I wanted to talk to right now. I couldn't believe what I was doing with him for the last five years. I couldn't believe that I would be the reason if their family was going to be torn apart. "Becky please" Jon said grabbing me by the sholders forcing me to look at him. "Becky, I love you. I need you." He said with tears in his own eyes. "Jon, I love you too.. but your not going to leave your wife. You even told me years ago that you couldn't afford it..That's why I have to leave. You and your family will have to forget me. Pretend I never existed. Pretend that none of this ever happened, because that is the only way your going to save your family." The tears were rolling down my face, I noticed they were rolling down his face also. "I'm sorry Jon..I'll go back to the states, all my stuff will be out of your houses before you are back. Goodbye.." I then turned and walked away.
It was the hardess thing I ever did. But I had to. Jon had a young family he needed to stay with them. Not me. It felt as though someone just ripped out my heart and jumped on it a thousand times. I was numb with the pain.