"John! Ashley cried out, having a hard time believing he was really here and remembering who she was.
"Yeah baby, Alec helped me remember everything tonight!"
Ashley ran over to him. Fresh wet tears trickling down her cheeks. John's face softened a bit, as he felt her warm body rub against his, when she took her rightful place back in his arms. He closed his eyes and drifted away with her, just the two of them. He pulled back and looked at her with so much pain and regret showing on his face. "I'm so sorry baby, for everything I put you through. Please forgive me."
Richie had seen enough. He didn't have a chance with her now. He turned to leave. John broke free from Ashley, the fury returning to his face, and grabbed his arm. "You ain't going no fucking where!"
"It's over John, you win! You always fucking win! She loves you, and wants to be with you!" Richie was pissed and feeling kind of sorry for himself.
"What the hell did you think you were doing? Trying to fuck with her damn mind like that! You knew how fucking much I had hurt her and you just couldn't wait to jump in and try to fucking steal her from me!" John yelled and stood with his teeth clinched and his hand making a loose fist.
"From you? You didn't even know who the fuck she was man! Much less have time for her. You were too damn busy out fucking other women! Like Dot, who's probably pregnant with your damn kid! And Angela! Just how many fucking times do you plan to hurt this girl? She deserves way better than the way she gets treated by you and you know it! But don't worry, I'm sure she will forgive you, for every damn thing you did, and she'll stay by your side until you hurt her again!"
"She's my fucking girl Richie! If anybody in this damn world knew what she meant to me, you did! So just tell me what the hell you were thinking? Were you just trying to fuck her, while I was out of my damn mind?"
"Of course not! She means more to me, than just a damn lay! I told her I love her, and I meant it!"
"John please stop! Nothing happened!" Ashley pleaded with him.
"No! Plenty happened he kissed you and had his damn hands all over you!"
John looked at Richie. "Why did you come here tonight?" He asked, his temper building to a rage.
"I watched Jake kiss her and tell her he still loved her. I thought maybe she was back with that dude and I was worried about her. I just came here to check on her!"
"Bullshit! That's Richie code for I thought she was alone and vulnerable and maybe I'd get in her pants while Johnny is out of the picture!"
"No that's actually a Johnny move! I hear you like to fuck your nurses right in your hospital bed, while your girlfriend is out of the room!" Richie yelled out through the quiet night air, sick of John and his shit!"
"Well she's probably available! Since you're always after my sloppy seconds! Isn't that why you went after Angela?"
Ashley felt John's words slash through her heart. Another reminder of the girls he had recently been intimate with. she couldn't believe, those words had just came out his mouth.
Richie couldn't believe it either. But he knew John was so mad he wasn't thinking clearly.
"So you're trying to claim Angela too? Is there any available girls left in this town for rest of us? Or have you fucked them all while you conviently couldn't remember your girlfriend? I'm beginning to wonder if you really lost your memory at all! I think you just got tired of being tied down, and faked it so you could go fuck, whoever the hell you wanted to!"
"You Son of a bitch!" John yelled as he threw a punch at Richie, connecting with his jaw.
Richie fell back stunned and just a little disoriented.
"Come on asshole! I'm going to beat you unconscious!" John yelled in a rage.
A black car John remembered very well, pulled up in the driveway. He looked over to it, already pissed and out of control.
"What the fuck is that prick doing here?" Jake asked Ricky spotting him as soon as they pulled up at the house.
"I don't know? But he's on my fucking property now!" They jumped out.
"You're a little lost aren't you Bongiovi, I saw you with that brunette tonight, shouldn't you be somewhere picking out diapers with her?" Jake laughed.
John wondered, how in the hell he knew about it. "Fuck you Jake!" He yelled straining his husky voice more.
"She's not near as hot as Ashley but she's a good match for you! Don't worry about Ash, I'll take good care of her!"
"The fuck you say! My memory is back and Ash is all mine!" John stared at Jake and was so angry he felt adrenaline pumping and he started feeling invincible.
"Ashley go in the house!" John yelled to her. He didn't want her to to get hurt.
"No John!" She cried back with a confused look. Shaking her head no.
He turned to her his eyes blazing. "Ashley go in the fucking house now!" He yelled and the look on his face scared her a little so she did what he said. She ran to the door and went in. Straight to the living room window and stood there. Knowing they were going to fight. And mad at her self that she couldn't stop them. She was worried about John gerting hurt again.
Jake laughed. "You order her around like a damn puppy! I remember that about Ash, she loves being told what to do! Especially in bed!"
"You motherfucker! John jumped across the driveway and grabbed a hold of Jake as they tumbled to the ground. Fists were flying and punches were thrown so fast, it was hard to tell, just who had the upper hand. But John was on top of Jake. He was taking out a lot of rage, a double dose. His anger for Jake and what he still had for Richie.
Alec and even Richie stood back to make sure it was a fair fight. Even though they were fighting themselves, Richie was going to look out for John. Just like real brothers would.
Jake started laughing. Wow is that all you got, Jersey boy?" He pushed John off of him and got himself back on his feet. "Let me show you what this Mississippi boy has, when your fucking friends ain't holding me back!" He tackled John right to the ground, he had been the captain of the football team and those skills came in handy. He had John down in a choke hold and it looked like John was giving up. "Do yourself a favor and stay the fuck down! Ashley is mine and you'll hear her calling my fucking name out tonight!" Jake laughed in John's face as he had him sprawled out on the ground.
John saw red. He gathered strength, he didn't know he had. He grabbed Jake by the throat and pushed him off of him and pushed him back until his head hit the metal bumper of his car. He started punching him in the face over and over like a crazy man. Richie and Alec pulled him off. Of him. They just stood there staring as John seemed to have the strenth of several men. He was out of breath and fell to the ground having trouble breathing.
Ashley ran out of the house. She kneeled down beside him. "Are you you okay?"
"I'm fine, I just got the wind knocked out of me." He replied with jagged breaths. She helped him up. They walked over to his car parked in his parents driveway. He sat down on his hood. Still catching his breath and looked at her, how beautiful she was, with her hair sparkling in the moonlight. He couldn't believe how much pain he caused her. "She knows about the other girls I slept with. I'm going to lose her, but I can only blame myself." He thought to himself.
He wasn't sure where to start apologizing, but his heart came pouring out. "I'm so sorry Ash. I got all my memory back now and the old memories are mixed with my new memories. I can't believe what an asshole I was to you." His eyes were sad and remorseful. "Richie's right, I treat you like shit. You deserve so much better than me. I understand if you want to breakup with me. But please Ash, just know how sorry I am and that I never meant to hurt you." He wiped a tear out of the corner of his eye.
She looked into his eyes, but she didn't say a word. She threw her arms around him and pulled him close to her and just held him. Never wanting to let him go.
"Let's get out of here." He softly spoke in her ear.
"Okay"
They jumped in his car. Leaving Rickey helping Jake to get up and Richie to take Alec back to the club to get his motorcycle.
John was driving. His thoughts running wild with how bad he had treated her. He was going to have to find a way to make it up to her. Pulling up at the apartment, he saw a blue Grand Prix parked a couple spots over from his white car. He got aggravated. "Damn it!"
"What is it?"
"Dot's here! Can you stay down here a minute? And I'll go up and get rid of her."
"No I'm going with you!"
"Okay, but I don't know what kind of shit she might pull!"
"Whatever, but I'm going in there too."
They got out and walked upstairs. He hesitated at the door. Not really wanting another confrontation right now. He put the key in the lock and took a deep breath as he crossed the threshold with Ashley.
The apartment was dark and no sign of her in the livingroom or kitchen. John opened the bedroom door and when they heard the water running, they realized she was in the shower.
John beat on the door. "Dot get out here!"
"Oh good you're home!" She called through the door and walked out completely naked drying her hair with a towel. She instantly froze when she saw Ashley. She covered herself with the towel quickly, wrapping it around herself. "What the fuck is she doing here?" She screamed, stunned by her presence. "She needs to get the fuck out of here!" She hissed looking at John.
John was having a hard time controlling his anger. "Ashley belongs here! You're the one, that needs to get the fuck out!"
"Your confused, your brain is still messed up! You don't mean that." Dot tried to convince him, hoping he hadn't remembered everything.
"Hell yes I do mean it! I have all of my memory back! How long did you think you were going to get away with lying to me? I remember I caught your sorry ass cheating on me with Bobby!"
"I made a mistake with Bobby! And I didn't lie! You thought I was your girlfriend and I was just trying to help you!"
"How the hell were you helping me? You ran the only girl I love away! You made me cheat on her, by sleeping with you and you threw your birth control pills away, so I would get your ass pregnant! So tell me Dot, just how in the fuck were you helping me?"
"I love you Johnny, we were back together! I just wanted us to be a family! She grabbed her belly. "And when I have this baby, we will be!" She gave Ashley a dirty look.
"Come off it Dot! You're not pregnant by me and you damn well know it!" John yelled hoping like hell this was one of her little games.
Dot looked crushed. "How can you say that to me?" We made love better than we ever have before! You were so tender and passionate with me. It was the best sex of my entire life! Dot looked over and saw this was hurting Ashley. So she took it a little further. "And you just kept going and going all night! I was amazed at just how long we really did it and how many times you came inside me! I know I'm pregnant! I felt it instantly!" She smiled looking over at Ashley.
Ashley felt sick to her stomach. She wished she hadn't heard any of that. She felt like she was going to vomit any second.
John looked over at Ashley and how uncomfortable she looked. He knew this was hurting her more. He turned back to Dot. "Just shut the fuck up Dorothea! You really want to know the truth! I was out of my fucking mind! I was having constant visions and fantasies of Ashley, when I was with you. Every time I touched you, in my mind I was with Ashley! That's why it was so different and so much better!" I was making love to her and it was only good because I love her! I can't stand you!"
"Well you definitely made love to me and when this baby's born you will be a father! Whether you like it or not!"
She looked at Ashley. "Save yourself some heartache right now! Just as soon as I have confirmation from the doctor and visit Johnny's Mom to tell her I will be giving her, her first grandchild, she will make him marry me!"
"Shut the fuck up Dot!" John snapped, hating her at this very moment.
"Why? You know she will! She will make you marry me in a church before any body finds out I'm pregnant!"
Ashley ran into the living room and sat on the couch in a state of shock.
"No I won't marry you! I love Ashley! I couldn't ever marry you! Now get the fuck out!"
"What?" She couldn't believe he wanted her to go.
"Get tbe fuck out now!" He shoved her toward the door.
"My clothes! I need my clothes!"
He hurried to the bathroom and scooped them up. Here you go!" He opened the door and threw them over the railing to the ground below.
"You fucking asshole!" She yelled hurrying out the door to retrieve them, still in her towel. John slammed the door and locked it and went over to the couch to comfort Ashley.
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