Never Alone

Garrett simply nodded in response to Jenna and grabbed a plastic cup from the counter before mixing a drink for her without a word. He handed it to her and she thanked him before walking out alone.

"Hey did you make Jenna a drink?" John asked startling Garrett as he made himself one.

"Yeah..."

John groaned, "Why? You know how she is. Now I won't be able to drink."

"It's one drink dude. Relax. She'll be fine."

John sighed hoping that was in fact true as he put the beer bottle to his lips. Jenna was either extremely flirty when drunk or her and Pat laughed the whole night. You never knew what you'd get and he questioned if this time she would be upset. She hadn't drank since Eric passed and that worried him. He finally settled into a chair on the back porch as Kennedy continued to grill and several other people hung around talking and laughing. It wasn't long before Jenna joined him and sat in his lap.

"Drinking, aye?" He asked and she nodded, "Just a cup."

"Always is."

She rolled her eyes and he wrapped his arm around her waist. He would be certain to keep a eye on her for the rest of the time. He couldn't help it.

She relaxed against him and he absentmindingly traced patterns into her thigh. He couldn't help but be consumed in her. Typical John would be bouncing around drinking, laughing, talking to anyone who was near, but no. He was here with her in his lap and he hadn't said a word. What bothered him more was that he was ok with it.

Garrett appeared in front of the two with a smirk and John a new beer which he accepted.

"Here waiter." Jenna said handing Garrett the empty cup.

"A refill?"

"Yeah, why not."

Garrett shrugged as John narrowed his eyes at the boy. There was only so much he could do. She was old enough to make her own decisions and with him here he wasn't really worried.

"Sure about that ladybug?" John asked once Garrett walked away.

"I'm fine. I swear."

"Alright. Just making sure." He replied cautiously. It was going to be an interesting night that was for sure.

By the time night hit John had somehow gotten drunk probably due to Garrett contantly giving him drinks and Jenna wasn't far behind. The pair laughed as they cuddled on the couch. John kissing over her face as she giggled and he whispered to her things neither probably comprehended.

"Let's go outside." She said and he grinned as she grabbed his hand and tugged him from the couch.

"I'm coming. Relax." He chuckled as he held onto her for balance as they walked out onto the back porch. He pulled her from the people and to the sidewalk which led up to the side of the house and the driveway.

"Where are we going?" She asked giggling and he grinned, "Just walking."

She pulled him to a stop and he looked down at her as she leaned against the side of the house for support. He licked his lips in anticipation and before he knew it he grabbed her up and pressed them to hers. She clung to him as he pressed her back against the wall. His lips never leaving hers. Drunk or not John was in heaven. Her lips were soft against his and she tasted like the fruit punch from her drink. Jenna tangled her fingers into the boy's short hair and he ran his hand up her side. He couldn't get enough.

"John..." She breathed out at a whisper and he shuddered from the way it came out. He pressed against her, his hand sliding to her face as he placed his mouth back to hers, allowing his tongue to slightly enter.

She moaned softly and he couldn't stop the groan from catching in his throat. She hadn't been touched in so long. drunk or not so she found herself enjoying the feeling of his hands and lips. He trailed kisses down her jaw and over her neck as he grabbed the hem of her dress. He ran his hand up her thigh underneath and she threw her head back against the brick. He massaged her inner thigh causing her to moan lowly and shut her eyes. He smirked and pressed his lips to hers before running his fingers over her panties. Sober he wouldn't have even dreamed of doing this, but things were different...

"John..." She gasped and he shushed her, his lips still on hers.

He didn't waste time pushing them to the side and entering his fingers in her. She squealed a bit from the feeling and once he got his fingers into a rhythmatic pattern she was grabbing at his shoulders and breathing his name against his neck which was better than he had ever imagined.

Fooling around with Jenna was something he never thought would happen.

"John." She said against his chest breathing heavily once he made her reach her breaking point. He chuckled and kissed her head. She looked up at him and he kissed her passionately.

"Do you do that for all your girls?" She joked and he chuckled, "You're my only girl, Ladybug." He whispered picking her up, her legs wrapping around him as he kissed her nose.

"Sleepy." She said into his neck and he chuckled, "I'll take you inside."

He carried her to her room in silence and laid her on the bed. Although he was completely turned on, knowing he had gotten that far with her oddly made him hopeful.

"Goodnight sweetie." He whispered pulling the cover over her.

"No. Stay. You have to." She said grabbing onto his arm.

"And why is that?"

"Because, I like sleeping with you." She said softly her eyes locking with his.

Butterflies hit his drunken stomach and he grinned, "Ok love. I'll be back."

She nodded and he rushed to the bathroom. He washed his hands and splashed water on his face to try and sober up before he went back to lay with her. He shimmed out of his jeans and crawled in beside her and she immediately cuddled to his chest once settled in.

He would never get over what had taken place tonight. That was for certain.

The next morning he woke up with a groan although he surprisingly didn't have a hang over. He sat up slowly and realized the girl beside him was gone. Was that a dream? Before he could respond the girl exited the bathroom. He watched her as she seemed to be ignoring him. He was nervous to speak.

"Jen, you ok?" He asked cautiously.

"No."

"No? Ok. Why not?"

"You know why not." She grumbled as she looked into the mirror deciding to put on make up. She knew she was to blame for what happened as well but found it easier just to blame him for it all.

John immediately got up from the bed and closed her bedroom door with one hand. Her eyes diverted to him and the stern look on his face never disappeared.

"You can't just blame me, Jenna." He said coldly. More than anything he was hurt. Hurt that she was treating him like this when she allowed him to do what he did.

"We were both intoxicated and it's not like we had sex."

She shrugged and he rolled his eyes, "So what? just going to be mad at me forever?"

She nodded and he stifled a laugh, "Ridiculous."

"Yeah it is! It shouldn't have happened!"

"I get that! But it did and it wasn't as bad as you make it sound like! You didn't touch me, I touched you! So why are you so pissed off?! You sure as hell seemed to enjoy it last night if I recall correctly!" He said raising his voice at the girl.

"I was drunk!"

"So was I!" He shouted and she rolled her eyes. He grabbed her waist and pinned her against the dresser, "We made a mistake. It happens. You aren't in a relationship and neither am I so it isn't that big of a deal."

"But I've never done anything with anyone besides Eric!" She almost shouted and he immediately winced. So that was the issue. He was her first per say. The first other person.

"I-I'm sorry Jenna. I'm sorry. It's not like I was sober and took advantage of you. I'd never do that. You know that. You are my best friend." He said back tracking from his yelling. He now understood the issue here. She wasn't mad at him she was mad at herself and that made it so much worse for him.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have drank." She whispered and he cupped her face, "No. I should have stopped drinking. I told Garrett not to let you drink and yet he kept giving both of us drinks. I'm sorry." He repeated sincerely. His heart beating rapidly in his chest at the thought of her leaving him because of this.

"No. It's not your fault. I'm sorry too." She whispered and he shook his head, "Don't be."

She nodded and he hugged her to him a sigh leaving his mouth as he rested his chin on top of her head.

"I love you Jenna. I didn't mean to raise my voice at you." He whispered sincerely and she held onto him tighter, "I know. I love you too John Oh."

He chuckled stroking her hair lightly as they stood in silence for some time before she forced herself away. Her eyes locked with his and he gave her a weak grin.

"Still friends?" He asked and she nodded with a grin, "Of course."

"Good. Couldn't live without you, ladybug." He responded patting her head before turning to search for his jeans.

She sighed and leaned against the dresser watching the half naked boy slide the rest of his clothes on. She couldn't help but feel something for him and she hated admitting that last night just made it grow even more.

"I'm going to run home real quick. I'll be back." He said after sliding his shoes on. She nodded and he leaned down kissing her cheek softly.

"See you soon." He whispered and she bit her lip as he left the room.

He was pulling her in slowly but surely and he didn't even know.