I miss you

I kind of promised myself a long time ago that I would start one story and concentrate on it until it was finished. This is not one of those stories- so he's something completely new!

Like Broken Glass: Part One

By getupngo

For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me

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Jenna sat at the Little Tykes table with Mark’s 4 year old daughter, Ella, watching her draw a picture of her family. She was telling Jenna about each thing she was drawing and she was only nodding in response, her mind thinking about what she was going to do over the next two months while her boyfriend was away filming his new movie with Mark. She was bored but she loved spending time with this little girl, she never allowed for a dull moment. Jenna was startled out of her thoughts when the doorbell rang…

Donnie knocked on the door, expecting his brother Mark to be there, but was surprised when a beautiful young brunette answered instead. The house was quiet for the most part, which was unusual as far as Donnie was aware, Ella was a spark and never stopped moving. Jenna was stunned to open the large front door to see one of her first celebrity crushes at her door, even knowing it was Mark’s brother and some day this was bound to happen.  She just stared at him, until he shifted from his left foot to his right under her gaze,

“Hey…is my brother here?” He asked, removing his sunglasses and looking at her strangely. Donnie couldn’t lie; she was one of the prettiest girls he had seen in a really long time- since the first time he met his wife, actually. Jenna couldn’t speak, words were sort of hard to come by when faced with something she could only think up in puppy love when she was a toddler, and so, she shook her head. Donnie nodded in response; it was kind of a rhetorical question anyway. She stood still, looking at him without thinking anything but how much better looking he was in person, she felt a sudden urge to tell him about that embarrassing time she dressed as a New Kid fan and went to see Saw II in her costume, but instead cleared her throat and tried to regain composure.

“Do you want to come in,” she asked, stepping aside. He nodded again and walked inside the foyer.

“And where is my beautiful niece?” he called into the house. Not a moment later did the adorable Ella, with her blonde hair bouncing around her sweet little face, come up to Donnie as he leaned down to hug her. “Hey girl, what have you been up to today?” She giggled and ran away; presumably to get the picture she was drawing with Jenna before he came to the door.

“We’ve been drawing,” she said as Donnie turned back around to face her.

“So I guess you’re the babysitter,” he said smiling, coming to the most obvious conclusion.  Jenna nodded. “I’m Donnie,” he said reaching out his hand for her. She smiled and grabbed his hand, feeling a little faint.

“Jenna,” she replied letting go as Ella came back holding out a paper with adorable scribbles all over it.

“Whatcha got there?” Donnie asked taking the paper from her. “Very pretty, Elle, who’s in the picture?” he knelt down again as she leaned over and pointed,

“Daddy, Mommy and the baby,” she said.

“Very nice,” he replied handing the picture back to her as she grinned before running away again.

“I just stopped by to talk to Mark; I didn’t think he was leaving until next week.”

“No, he and Garrett left yesterday really early. They’ll be gone for…awhile,” she replied, her mind drifting to the distance this movie was putting on her relationship.

“Sorry, who’s Garrett?” Jenna blushed, and laughed. Donnie couldn’t help but smile as she did, he felt certain lightness come over him as she grinned and ran her delicate fingers through her hair. He admired her manicured nails and the deep red highlights in her hair. She was barefoot, her toenails painted a pale pink and she had a pair of grey snug fitting sweatpants with a plain white t-shirt on underneath a lightweight black hoodie. Donnie had a fleeting thought of tossing her on the couch and letting her rake her nice nails across his back as he kissed her, but snapped out of it as she began talking.

“Sorry, he’s playing Mark’s brother in the movie; they flew up to Canada together. He’s my boyfriend, as well.” Donnie nodded turning around and walking the same path Ella had. Jenna shrugged and followed behind him to the den in the back of the house where it was a little girl’s dreamland.  They both sat down at the Little Tykes table with her as she continued to toss crayons and colored pencils around, contently drawing.

“Is this your first time having him go on location?” Donnie asked.  Jenna nodded as Ella handed her a blank piece of paper and a red pencil. She also handed Uncle Donnie paper and a blue pencil much to his amusement.

“She is just like her father, pushy and tactless,” Donnie joked. Jenna smiled as she began to draw her name in bubble letters, slyly trying to check him out. She had only known Donnie now for all of five minutes but she could tell she already liked him. It appeared to her that the whole Wahlberg family was probably likable for the most part. He was dressed how Mark would be on a day off, t-shirt and jeans with some nice, expensive shoes to match.

Silence settled over the table as everyone continued to draw, even though the drawing for Donnie and Jenna was in haste because neither of them knew what they should say to the other. Donnie wanted to tell her how beautiful he thought she was, but he didn’t want to come off like that so soon, he’d just met her. Jenna wanted to tell him about how excited she was because she was sitting here with the first guy she had ever found attractive before she even knew what attraction was. 

“So, how old are you?” Donnie needed to break the tension; he couldn’t sit there comfortably anymore.

“I’m 19. Trying to figure out what to do next with my life,” she replied. He nodded. He remembered suddenly being 19 and realizing that he wasn’t a pop star anymore and needed to do something, so why not act? He had been doing that since he joined the New Kids anyway.

“What do you like to do?”

“Write. I like to write. Fiction mostly. The life in my head is far more entertaining than the one I’m living,” she replied. Donnie laughed.

“Ain’t that the truth, Elle?” he said. She looked at him and shrugged before turning her attention back to her paper. “Yeah, she knows what’s up.” Jenna laughed, it was nice having someone else around for a little bit, someone who wasn’t four. “How often do you babysit?”

“Um…if Reha calls me, I’m here. I’m trying to do anything I can while Garrett is in Canada, I feel so bored all the time, because I don’t have anyone to hang out with now that he’s gone.” Donnie nodded, he felt weird saying to her ‘well, I know I’m twenty years older than you, but I would totally hang out with you anytime.’ It just didn’t seem like something she’d be interested in anyway. He put his colored pencil down and leaned over kissing Ella on her head.

“I’m going to get going. Jenna, it was nice to meet you. Maybe I’ll bring my kids around sometime and they can have a play date and we can hang out again.” Much better, he thought, the kids are a perfect excuse to see her again.

“I’d like that…I’m sure we’d all like that, right Ella?” She nodded a little, still concentrating. “Do you want my number or something, just so you know when I’ll be here?” Jenna felt herself blush a little bit, feeling like maybe that was the wrong route to go, and she didn’t want him to think she had any other intentions then just bringing the kids together, even though she honestly did.

“Sure,” he replied, handing her his phone. She typed in her number as he stood. “See you later, Elle,” he picked her up and hugged her as she squirmed out of his grip and ran to the front door. Jenna followed Ella and Donnie behind her. “Well, again, it was nice meeting you Jenna. Hope I’ll see you again soon.” She nodded

“Me too. Say bye, Elle.”

“Bye Uncle Donnie!” She called reaching up to hold Jenna’s hand as he walked out the door. He waved and walked to his car. He fidgeted with his hat, not sure what exactly he was thinking about. Well he knew exactly what he was thinking about, but he wasn’t sure exactly why.  Sure she was a beautiful, lonely, vulnerable 19 year old girl and he felt that it would be kind of easy to take advantage of her but he didn’t really want to do that. Not really. He had been growing increasingly bored with his home life and was looking for a little excitement to his days…

It took three weeks before Donnie gave Jenna a call to see when she’d be watching Ella alone again. She was surprised that he ever called actually, thinking he was just being nice that day. Donnie showed up with his youngest son, a three year old boy named Elijah. They were too cute and Jenna was excited to let Ella have someone her own age to play with for a change of pace. Donnie reached forward and gave her a squeeze.

“It’s good to see you again, Jenna. This should be…fun,” he said as his son Elijah tackled Ella. Jenna laughed; this was definitely going to be interesting if nothing else…

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If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed
Then we should feed our jewelry to the sea

So, I'm not really a big fan of the buzznet anymore- I just don't know anyone anymore. Who are all these kids anyway? Either way, I owe the people who still comment on my occasional shit an update. Hello, friends. Currently, I'm sitting in this uncomfortable dorm room bed listening to the new New Kids on the Block album "The Block"...for the 5th? time. Maybe more. I dunno, i just love this shit for some reason. This is my life. I'm seriously contemplating buying tickets to the Rosemont show even though Rosemont is far away from Chicago. Try an hour drive, but for a chance at FACETIME- I might do it.

Speaking of shows, I see some Cobra and Hanson in my future. Twice the Hanson- Nov 3 and 4. we'll see. we will see.

i know i kept promising these new stories and such but I feel like such a dud, really. I go to write these thing, i get the ball rolling and I think I'm about to finsih things and then BAM! wall. I just can't write anymore like I used to. I'm trying as we speak (NKOTB fic? YEP- thought so.) and after taking that class last semeseter on fiction writing-holy hell am I anal. Its never goo enough and it could always be better. It thaught me to write all the senses which I was never doing before. See, Smell, Taste, Hear and Feel. In one story. Man, i don't know. After thinking about all that stuff I have a hard time making the plot which isn't good at all :( I'm trying tho, faithful readers. I am trying. I have ALOT of work to do this semester with two less classes then last even, so it's fitting in all in and once I get a job- man, I don't even know.

Speaking of school, hello it's raining! My veiw is prettier than last year where all i saw was a wall, now I see Buckingham Fountain from my window. The lake is SO beautiful during the summer, all blue with sail boats all over it and the bright sky behind it. It makes me miss the beach for real. The beach was so much fun this summer, I wish it was a week instead of a weekend. Sometimes i don't think my cousins realize how lucky they are to have that place. I could fall asleep looking at the bay from the porch every night. whoa, back on topic. So yeah, school has been quite interesting so far and it's only been two weeks! FOB were here the exact day I moved it. It was too busy for me to even try to make it to Angels and Kings that night, so I just hope that insane Fresh Order Bakery makes it over here given they don't get arrested again.

It's interesting meshing with such a different personality as my new room mate. She loves the party, the booze and the loudness- not for me, no. I like it on occasion, mostly though, i just like to try and write the four or five sentences I can usually write these days. (Callan needs inspiration, obv) I like her tons, shes nice and she tries which i can't fault her for, I just wish her friends were a little more considerate sometimes. But, she lives her too so it's not my place to say.

I don't know- i just ran out of things to say now. I'm still listening to the New Kids-this song is about video taping sex- WIN. (?) Yeah, I'm pretty sure all boybands had a song about fucking on camera before. At least LFO did. omg, what am I talking about- I'm on medicine forgive me.

bye, friends!

/ramble.

turned me away at the door. FYI if you ever wanna go there- dress like a slut or be forced behind that ugly ass black fucking rope.

we all knew Pete was a liar but this shit is just gay.