Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Chapter 28

When they arrived at Jon’s Soho Apartment an hour or so later , Paul parked the car and quickly walked around to open the door. Desi stepped out ,reached in as Jon handed her the ice pack and crutches while he slowly but very painfully slid out of the car.

Paul supported him while Desi handed him his crutches and they made their way into the building. “Dammit! “ Jon cussed as the right crutch caught the rug just inside the door and he stumbled almost falling flat on his face if not for Paul catching him.

Desi hurriedly grabbed his other arm. “Be careful you don’t want to break something. “ she responded her voice coated with concern.

“No one said these things were dangerous. “ Jon growled as he hobbled into the elevator then leaned against the wall.

Desi bit back a chuckle because it wasn’t funny, she had experienced the same thing first time she used crutches , they were nothing but a pain in the ass at least in her opinion. “We are almost there and then you can relax. “ she answered while gently giving his arm a loving squeeze.

A few moments later, they arrived at his apartment . Jon hobbled to the door, leaned against the frame and reached in his shorts pocket for his key. Desi grabbed the key from him. “Let me get the door.” she said as she slid the key into the keyhole and gave it a turn then opened the door.

Desi stepped aside, letting him walk inside first , pain radiated from his face and sweat started to pour from his forehead. “Damn you wouldn’t think I exercise “ Jon grumbled as he made his way to the couch and plopped down.

Jon glanced up at Paul. “Thanks man come by and pick us up around 4 for the flight to Saratoga.” he paused, “Yes, the shows are still a go so you can pass it around I will be there tomorrow. “

Paul simply nodded, “Yes Boss. “ he glanced at Desi who was gently lifting his leg and propping it up on a pillow. “You need anything Miss Desi? “

Desi glanced up at Paul , “ No I think we’re good for now . Thank you. “

“See you both tomorrow. “ Paul replied and headed out the door.

Once Paul left, Desi glanced around in awe of the the spacious apartment, this wasn’t the time to be thinking of shit like this she scolded herself and turned to Jon, who was now talking on the phone to who was any one's guess . “Do you need anything ? Glass of wine? “

“Sure babe, thank you. “ Jon replied with a small smile then returned his attention to the phone call.

Desi gazed around then walked in the direction of the kitchen, reached for two wine glasses then opened the door to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of wine. As she poured the two glasses, she couldn’t help but be impressed with the kitchen, it was enormous with cherry wood cabinets and Stainless steel appliances. “What I wouldn’t give for a kitchen like this “ she muttered to herself, taking one last longful glance she headed back into the living room.

Jon reached for the glass and smiled, “Yea Rich I know but I called Dr Chen and he is going to join us so there is no need to miss any shows, He has helped me with my back as well so just a few times with acupuncture and I will be good to go. “

Desi settled in beside Jon , rolled her eyes at his stubbornness, And they call me stubborn she thought to herself. “Oh Hey that's Richie right could you ask him to ask Ana to grab my stuff I completely forget it. “

“Heya man Des wants to know if you can tell Ana to grab her stuff for her? “ Jon asked then laughed, “He said for me to tell you what makes you think Ana is still with me ? “

Desi’s eyes widened, “Where is she then? “

Jon patted her leg, “He’s teasing baby, okay yea hold on “ Jon held the phone out to Desi. “Ana wants to talk to you. “

“Really? “ Desi reached for the phone, “Heya girl. “

“Just checkin’ in with mom , don’t want her to worry. “ Ana teased “ So how’s the patient? “

“Grumpy. “ Desi flashed a teasing smile to Jon, “ So how’s things with you ? “

“Oh not bad considering we spent most of the night at the hospital thanks to your boyfriend. “ Ana snorted.

“Hey no one said you had to come. “ Desi shot back goodnaturedly .

“Pfft! as if anything could keep me away...” she paused then giggled. When she spoke again her voice was filled with noticeable mirth. “ now Des, be sure you your a good nurse to Mr. Bon Jovi. he;s gonna need shot, straight to the heart, of bad medicine baby, so you keep on top of that girl!”

Desi snorted, nearly spewing her wine all over herself and Jon, “ Yea did you ever try and treat a grumpy guss ? “ she glanced flashing a sweet smile to Jon, who frowned at her last comment.
“I’m not grumpy! “ Jon interjected strongly with a pout forming across his lips.

Desi arched an eyebrow, “What do you call that? What did I tell you behave and you’ll get a treat.”

Ana snickered, “ Oh I bet you will -- give him a treat that is. No funny business after all the man is injured. “ she paused “though you could satisfy your oral fixation and I can guarantee he would forget all about his pain.

Desi’s face turned a deep scarlet color, as she quickly turned away from Jon’s amused expression. “ I can’t believe you said that ! “

Jon watched as her face turned a nice shade of red, “What she say? “

“Nothin’ “ Desi answered back

“Oh c’mon I know you have blown him before? “ Ana continued to taunt her friend causing Richie to burst into a fit of laughter.

“Ana, I am not fuckin’ answering that not with him sitting here. “ Desi exclaimed, her face hot with embarrassment. Thank God he can’t hear, I would hide in the nearest closet.

“Answer what? What did she say? “ Jon asked clearly amused by Desi’s frazzled state.

Ana yelled at the top of her voice directly into the phone causing Desi to jerk the phone away from her ear “I ASKED IF SHE EVER GAVE YOU A BLOW JOB!!!” her words carried through the phone as if it were on speaker. Jon heard every word clear as day.

Desi pinched her eyes shut, not daring to look at Jon, who burst into his own fit of laughter. Taking a few deep breaths, Jon reached for Desi’s hand to hold the phone so Ana could hear his response. “ I’m not sure how we got on this subject but to answer your question yes and it was fuckin’ great. “

Desi wanted to die or at the very least crawl under the nearest rock, she had never been so embarrassed in her life.

“I thought so, Don’t know why she is so damned shy about it now . She--- “ Ana was cut off by Desi pulling back the phone to her hear. “Don’t you even ! “

“What? For fuck’s sake Des All I was gonna say was ‘she taught me everything I know’ That’s a compliment girl! When you gonna relax and pull the stick out your ass?“ Ana laughed even though she was a little serious.

Desi rolled her eyes, “ Maybe , maybe not but now is not the time to talk about that. “

Ana shook her head, “ Just because he is who he is doesn’t mean he is gonna think you are anything less than the person you are. You partied and other stuff so the fuck what!! “

Desi knew she wasn’t going to win this fight, “Look I gotta run and find something to eat, we haven’t ate since earlier this evening. See you tomorrow. “ she quickly handed the phone back to Jon then stood up. “What do you want to eat? “

Jon shot her a puzzled look, What in the hell did she say to get that kind of reaction, “Um whatever you can find out there, may not be much though. “

“No problem, You be surprised what I can throw together.. “ Desi smiled and leaned down to give him a quick kiss and darted off to the kitchen.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Chapter 27

They arrived at Riverview Medical Center about an hour or so later,  Paul threw the car into park then quickly stepped out of the car to retrieve a wheelchair .

Moments later he returned with the chair then opened the back door. Desi stepped out then along with Paul’s help, carefully settled Jon into the seat.  She then reached in for the ice pack , placing it back onto his calf.

The glass door opened and the trio stepped inside towards the registration desk. The young woman sitting behind the desk raised her head the moment the door opened. Her eyes widened and she fought to keep her composure when she took notice who was walking towards her.  “May I help you? “ her voice edged with a slight nervous tone,Holy Hell its Jon Bon Jovi !  Keep calm you are a professional. This was just her second week on the job and she hadn’t expected to see him here.

Desi bit back a grin, the woman was a fan it was written all over her face though she tried to hide it . “ Yes he needs to see a doctor. “

The woman nodded, then preceded to type . “ Name ? “ God that sounds so dumb , I know who the hell he is .

Jon smirked as he watched the woman nervously peck away at the keyboard. “John Bongiovi “

The woman rattled off the address that popped up on the screen .

Jon shook his head no and gave her his Soho address .

“Do you have your insurance card ? “ She asked.

Jon leaned forward, winced slightly as he removed his wallet then pulled out his card and handed it to her.

“Okay can you tell me what happened ? “ She asked as while she typed in his information on his Insurance card then quickly scanned it , then handed it back to him.

“I have no fuckin’ clue what I did.“ Jon paused, then apologized. “ Sorry, I’m not sure exactly other than I was dancing - well kinda I can’t dance worth shit anyway I felt a pop in my right calf and it hurts like a bitch. “

The woman smirked then nodded as she typed in his explanation.  A few moments later she printed out a sheet for him to sign. “Sign here “ she pointed “And here. “

Jon reached over and scribbled his name.

“Okay then if you want to wait over there, they will call your name when they are ready. “ The woman instructed.

Desi pushed Jon over to the waiting area  then sat down in a seat beside him. “Now for the fun part. “ she remarked sarcastically.

“How do you do it ? “ Jon asked while he reached out for her hand and gave it a squeeze.

“Do what wait? Or the pain ? “

“Both “

“Well I guess I’m just used to it . “ Desi admitted honestly.

“I can’t see how you could get used to this . “ He reached down, to adjust the ice pack , the pain radiated through him to his very core.  “This fuckin’ hurts like a son of a bitch. “

“Here let me get it . “ Desi squatted down and gingerly placed the ice pack on the back of his leg.

Jon watched her as she nursed him,  if he didn’t think he had feelings for her before this sealed the deal.  No one had bothered to take care of him without wanting something in return, not that he allowed it anyway.

Before he could say anything , a nurse called out for him.  “ John Bongiovi. “

Desi stood up then wheeled him over to the nurse who took over , “I’ll wait out here I’m sure the gang will be arriving soon and they’ll wanna know whats going on. “

“Okay baby , “ he smiled warmly “ See you soon. “

Desi leaned down and kissed him before the nurse wheeled him inside.


Desi had been sitting on the hard bench when Richie , Ana and the rest of the crew arrived.

Ana strolled over to her friend , “ Heya girlfriend  how is he ? “

“Well they just took him inside so I don’t know . “ Desi answered her eyes remained on the door where Jon had been taken into.

“Jon,  he’s a tough son of bitch.“ Richie spoke trying to reassure Desi. “ Don’t you worry. “

“And stubborn too, “ Desi quipped. “All the way here he insisted this wasn’t gonna effect the tour.”

Richie laughed, “ He would have to be in traction in bed before he cancelled anything.  And I doubt that would keep him from hitting the stage. “

Desi snickered, “But what if the  doctor says stay off it , You know that ain’t gonna happen. “

“Jon will negotiate , he does it for a living and he is good at it . He will get his way . Watch. “ Richie answered as he sat down beside her , wrapped his arm around her giving it a gentle squeeze.

Ana walked over to the other side and sat down . “ Yea,  besides it may just be a pulled muscle. “

“I don’t think its just a pulled muscle. “ Desi replied, “ Not from what his doctor said . He thinks it might be a torn. “

Richie winced ,  “Well if it then we’ll do what we have to do, though I know the man and he won’t reschedule or cancel. “

“Guess we just wait and see what the doctor says . “ Desi spoke softly.

A couple hours later, a nurse come out and walked swiftly over to Desi . “ Excuse me miss are you Mr Bongiovi’s girlfriend ?”

“Um n- “ Desi didn’t get a chance to finish before Richie and Ana piped up “Yes she is .”

“Could you come with me please ? Maybe you can get him to understand and be reasonable. “ Her tone was of frustration, apparently Jon wasn’t being the good little patient.

Desi sucked in a deep breath, then stood. “ I can try but he is one stubborn man. “

“Follow me please. “

Desi followed the nurse back to where Jon was , she entered the room and bit back a smirk as she took in the situation. Jon was sitting on the stretcher , his arms crossed his face coated with a mixture of stubborness and determination.  “I hear we have a problem. “

The doctor turned to face her, his face coated with frustration. “Ma’am could you get him to see reason, he can’t put pressure on that leg it needs time to heal. “

“And could you please tell the doctor I can’t cancel , I won’t cancel . “ Jon responded stubbornly.

“Can’t we come up with a compromise here ?  What if he is just on it for a couple hours a night then uses crutches when he isn’t on stage? “ Desi suggested.

“I guess that could work but only just for a couple hours at night and not too much pressure which means no dancing . “ The  doctor ordered. “ I would like to prescribe a pain medication too. “

“Yes to the crutches , Hell no to the meds. “ Jon replied adamantly. “ Advil will do just fine and acupuncture . “

The doctor sighed “ FIne I will finish your paperwork then you can leave. But you need to check in with you regular doctor for a follow up visit. The Nurse will be in with your crutches and please use them. “ then he walked out of the room muttering to himself , Stubborn Rockstars!

Desi shook her head, “ Damn and I thought I was a bad patient . “

“What? I can’t cancel and you know it. “  Jon answered defensively as he swung his legs slowly off the stretcher.

“You could , your fans would understand but you just don’t wanna.  I am not even gonna try and argue with you about it either, but you will use those crutches . “ Desi ordered.  “ Or you won’t get your treat . I promised you if you were a good boy. “

Jon let out a deep sigh, and a pout formed on his lips. “ A’right I will use the crutches . “

“Good boy.“ Desi replied as she walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist then placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

A half hour later , paperwork in hand, Jon on crutches and with a quick goodbye to Richie , Ana and the others, who had arrived while they were in the back.  Jon and Desi climbed back into the car and headed back to Soho.