Trying again

Sorry I changed the title but I just liked her and Jonathan together way too much. I didn't want her to cheat. So it's going to be about Ainsley trying love over again with Jonathan. Earning trust again. And safety.


1. one

I finished unpacking in my new apartment. My parents had kicked me out last week but let me stay in time to get my new home. I had lost my virginity once and even though I'm not pregnant, they still didn't want to live with a slut and set me out to get my acts straight.

I heard a knock on the door. Probably my parents to give me another lecture and a hug goodbye. I thought.

But when I opened it. It wasn't. Instead, there was a tall man. Maybe around my age, leaning against the wall. His hair was a dark brown and it was flipped to one side of his face. Hi eyes were a beautiful shade of green. I smiled.

"Hi. I'm Ainsley. Can I help you?" I smiled again. He just made a small laugh. I gave him a confused look as if I'm saying. "What's so funny?"

"I'm Jonathan. I'm a friend of your dads. He called me and told me you were moving out so I thought I would welcome you." He looked around my room over my shoulder.

I noticed his eyes sweep over the long scar on my shoulder and I quickly put my hand over it. He looks like he is about to ask but he sees my eyes water and thinks better of it.

"Did you want to come in?" I say between my sniffles.

He smiles, then nods. I open the door more so he can step in. I then close it behind him and lock it.

"Sorry." He said and sat on my two-seater, red leather couch. I sit next to him confused.

I wipe some tears out of my eyes. "For what?"

"For making you upset. I didn't think it would bother you to ask. But I was wrong." He smiles shyly and puts his hand on my shoulder.

I get up quickly and say, "You hungry? Thirsty?" He looks a little disappointed but says, "water please". I nod and head into the kitchen.

I know. I know. I'm dumb. He had his hand on me. I could have went farther but instead I got scared and chickened out. I do think he's really attractive, but I know nothing about him. I could just have invited a murderer in my house.

I give him a water bottle and same for myself. I turn the tv on and sit next to him with my feet up on the coffee table. Next thing I know is my eyelids start getting heavy. I lie down and sleep.


I woke up and the first thing I notice is someone's lap. My eyes go wide and I sit up quickly. I turn over to see Jonathan staring at me.

"Have a good nap?" He say and grins. All I do is nod. I yawn and start to get up but he pulls me back down by the waist.

"What are you doing?" I ask. He doesn't answer me. He brushes my hair out of my eyes and I start to blush. He leans in a little and presses his lips to mine. First, it was slowly. Now it was getting passionate.

I put my hands around his neck as I take breathes in between each kiss. He slides his hands under me and lifts me to his lap. I slide my hands under his shirt. He starts to pull my shirt off but I pull back.

"I'm uh." I tried to say sorry but I was breathing to hard. "Sorry". I slowly slide off and sit back where I was before.

He shakes his head. "Don't apologize. I liked it."

I stare at him. "Maybe you should just go. I'm still a little tired."

He nods in disappointment. "Yeah." He gets up and walks out the door he says "see you around". And walks out. I walk up to it and lock it. I slide down the door on my back and start to cry.

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