Several days later, Jon sat exhausted in front of his laptop. While waiting for it to boot up , his thoughts drifted to Desi, wondering what she was up too and surprised as too how much he was missing her.
He had meant to call her but with spending time with his kids then back to back shows in Madrid and Holland, he just didn’t have the time .
A few moments later, he began typing in Ehler’s Danlo’s syndrome in google search. Clicking on a few links , Jon started to read in more detail of Desi’s disorder. He found out there were several types and wondered which one she had. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ehlers%E2%80%93Danlos_syndrome
The medical terminology was almost like reading a foreign language. He thought about calling a medical friend of his maybe he could explain this a bit more to where he would understand. Glancing at the time , he couldn’t call yet it was far too early back in the states. So he continued to sift through all this information on his own.
Jon had been so engrossed in his reading that he hadn’t even heard Richie walk in .
“Earth to Jon , Hello “ Richie called out as closed in on him then glanced over his shoulder , He peered at the screen “What the hell you reading ? “
He jumped “Shit man you scared the shit out of me . Don’t you know how to knock ? “
“I did . Several times in fact “ Richie smirked “ So what’s this ‘bout ? “ he pointed to the screen “ A new charity you thinking about hooking up with ? “
“Maybe “ Jon paused , debating exactly what to reveal to his friend of 20 plus years “Actually its more than that - Desi has this - Ehler’s Disorder “
“OH wow really ? “ Richie remarked as he leaned in closer to read more himself.
“Yea , she thinks she’s a freak “ Jon added softly , standing up he walked over to the coffee pot and pour himself a cup .
Richie slid down into Jon’s chair , his eyes gazed intently at the material that was on the screen “That’s just ridiculous “
“I agree and told her as much but she’s a stubborn girl . I tried to tell her it doesn’t matter to me in fact she panicked when I confessed that I have seen her scars “ Jon sighed as he took a sip of coffee “ The day she left I talked til I was blue in the face , trying to convince her that I wanted to see her again . She agreed but I still don’t think she believed me “
“Why the hell not? “Richie asked , shooting a questioning glance towards Jon.
“Its who I am I think has her disbelieving , I think . She doesn’t think someone like me would be interested in a woman like her “
“Are her scars that bad ? “ Richie returned his attention to the pictures that were posted with the article on Wikipedia .
“Well “ Jon paused not sure how to respond “ Her legs have bruises over her knees along with faded scars , so I guess to her they are bad but to me I honestly don’t think so . “
“You’ll just have to show her , she’s wrong then . Prove that she’s worth it . Honestly from what I saw she’s a real sweetheart. “ Richie encouraged .
“Oh she isn’t the only one that’s stubborn “ Jon smirked then pulled out his phone , scrolled thru his address book then held it out for Richie to see. “ I got her number and she doesn’t even know it yet “
“You sly dog you “ Richie laughed “Desi is gonna flip when you call “
“Exactly . She’s not getting away that easy. I was thinking about asking her to come to the 4th Jersey show . I know she’s going or I think she’s going to the Ohio show but I don’t think I can wait that long “
“What’s gotten you so smitten ? “Richie asked as he pulled away from the laptop.
“Tell you the truth man , I haven’t a fuckin’ clue. “Jon admitted as he stared down at the floor.
Richie stood up , walked over to his friend and clasped his shoulder “ Could it be you wanna be her white knight? he asked softly.
Jon shrugged his shoulders “ Hell all I know is that I can’t seem to get her off my mind . And now that I know why she’s the way she is - I am more determined than ever to show her that she is a beautiful independent woman. “
“Maybe you both are what each other needs ? “ Richie suggested
“I dunno maybe “ Jon smiled slightly , casting a glance at his phone . He had debated giving her a call all morning.
Richie noticed Jon's attention had drifted to his phone that lay in front of him “ Why don’t you give her a call ? “
Jon glanced over at the clock, “It’s still too early back home “ then he stood , walked over to his guitar and strummed a few bars Grabbed a pencil and started to scribble a few lines.
Everybody wants something, just a little more
We're makin a living, and what we're livin for
A rich man or a poor man, a pawn or a king
You can live on the street, you can rule the whole world
But you don't mean one damn thing
Richie peered over his shoulder then quietly stepped out of the room for a few moments then returned with his acoustic.
What do you got, if you aint got love
Whatever you got, it just aint enough
Youre walkin the road, but youre goin no where
Youre tryin to find your way home, but there's no one there
Who do you hold, in the dark of night
You wanna give up, but it's worth the fight
You have all the things, that you've been dreamin' of
Neither one spoke a word as they worked on what would be another hit , but to Jon it was far more personal than that. This song was for Desi.
If you ain't got someone, you're afraid to lose
Everybody needs just one, someone... to tell them the truth
Maybe i'm a dreamer, but I still believe
I believe in hope, I believe the change can get us off our knees
If you ain't got love, its all just keeping score
If you ain't got love, what the hell we doing it for
I don't wanna have to talk about it,
How many songs you gotta sing about it
How long you gonna live without it
Why does some somewhere have to doubt it,
Someday you'll figure it out
If you ain't got love, its all just keeping score
If you ain't got love, what the hell we doin' it for
Woahhh, I ain't got, if you ain't got
What do you got if you ain't got love
What do you got if you ain't got love.