A twisted tale from a broken heart (COMPLETED)

[fosforito]

Hi to all!

Here is the third chapter!
I´m also posting on fanfiction.net so you can read the story there as well.

Enjoy!! ;D

Chapter 3 (Rememberance Pt. II)

With Alexandra, the only friend, his only pal came into the class Jonathan ever had. 

Someone to talk with about everything, someone who listened to him. Someone who accepted him the way he was. Jonathan never has been popular. To the others, he just was the strange, skinny guy, the swot, the freak, the Scarecrow. In his world be made of insults and awful beating, in this world now there was someone, who didn´t yell Scarecrow after him, who didn´t make fun of his old, worn-out clothes, who didn´t waylay him at the school corridor or somewhere else to beat him up. 

It was quite the opposite. Alexandra even had a fight with another class-mate to defend Jonathan. But not only him, Alexandra also had to defend herself frequently against other´s attacks. Not only because of Jonathan, but also because of her German heritage. 

She recentely had moved with her family from Wiesbaden to Gotham. Alexandra was born in the States, but she passed most of her life in other countries. Her father, a diplomat, was sended from one place to the other, and with him Alexandra and her family. To some students of Gotham High it was enough reason to tease her – and the fact that „the Kraut“ hanging around with a Freak was even the `cream on the crop´. 

At the beginning Alexandra was teased a lot and sometimes she even got beaten up. But she never got herself down and was defending herself every time. One day she was – again – attacked by class swaggerer Gary. It came to a fight and Alexandra managed it to give the tall guy such a well aimed hit that he fell dazed on the floor. Jonathan still could see this moment as it would have been yesterday, how Alexandra stood over Gary with her clenched fist yelling: 
„ So, is here anyone left who wants to call me the Kraut again?!“ 

After this, no one even touched Alexandra, nor she had been called the Kraut again. 

She wasn´t a complete outsider as Jonathan was, she even wasn´t everybody´s darling 
- but she was respected. This also had its effect on her friendship to  Jonathan, because every time, when she was nearby him, he wasn´t attacked by anybody. Of course, the people kept whispering behind them and Alexandra´s comment to this just was:

„A Kraut and a Freak?... strange things have occured before this yet“

Although Jonathan never told her and although they never talked about it – he admired Alexandra´s courage. He was glad to have her as his friend – and not least as her guardian angel. Indeed, he was proud of her. 

Now, this 16 year old girl, his guardian angel, the girl who became so important to him for the last years – this girl was now standing in front of him, wet to the skin, on a rainy Saturday afternoon, after learning together for their physics exam. To Jonathan it wasn´t anything special to deal with physics. He was into sciences and he was good in it, Alexandra had difficulties with the material and he knew that. So to him it was a way to help her this time and to do something good to her

.. you have such a beautiful smile, do you know that, Jonathan Crane? 

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[fosforito]

Hi again!

Here is the fourth chapter - and now it´s getting ....mmmmmm...

Enjoy and I hope you´re still reading!!

Chapter 4 (The Kiss)

Jonathan still heard these words in his head. 

A thrill of joy ran through his body and Jonathan had the feeling of loosing the ground under his feet.  He wanted to hear them again, these words... 

`Please say them again, my angel, say them again´, flashed through Jonathan´s mind and he gazed directly into Alexandra´s eyes.     
  
Alexandra felt a shiver running down her back. His eyes - his beautiful blue eyes. Alexandra looked to the ground, blushing. 
              
„I´m sorry, I didn´t want to...“ 

„No, it´s okay!“, stuttered Jonathan and touched lightely her arm. „That was a nice compliment and.. I´m really happy...because it came from you..I mean...“ 

How did it come, that this brave girl suddenly lost her courage?         
And how did it come, that he got so nervous, stuttering like hell?

Alexandra looked up. Jonathan still kept his touch on her arm. His gaze started to flip around nervously from one side to the other and Jonathan started to move his hands up on 
Alexandra´s arms, up to her neck, her face, as if he was about to fall and searching for a new hold.

„...I wanted to say.. I just wanted to say, that ....“, stuttered Jonathan looking on the ground, then he paused and looked again at Alexandra with a firm gaze. „.. I thank you...“

For a short moment they just looked at each other. 

Jonathan touched Alexandra´s face with his hands, trying to wipe off a drop of water running down from her forehead to her nose and cheek. He caressed her cheek, then run through her wet hair with his hand and then caressed her cheek again. 

In the meantime Alexandra had out her arms around Jonathan´s hips, pulling him lightely near to her. She put her hand on to his cheek. Jonathan´s thick black hair was wet of the rain, the water ran down Alexandra´s hand. 

Jonathan´s face was right in front of her, she felt his hot breath on her skin, his deeply blue eyes, his full trembling lips. He was so beautiful. She wanted him for so a long time now, but she couldn´t never tell him. She wanted  Jonathan, she wanted to feel him. 

Alexandra embraced him harder, pulling him more to her... 

`please Jonathan, hold me´ ... 

Alexandra´s heart throbbed wildly and she noticed, Jonathan´s did the same when she put her hand onto his chest and felt his beating heart. Jonathan felt his body trembling .. 

`please don´t stop, Alex, hold me close.. I want to kiss you, I want to feel your body, I want to...´ 

„Jonathan..“, Alexandra whispered softly, and their lips touched, first very slightely, then Jonathan pulled Alexandra even closer to him and their lips hit to a hot fervent kiss. 

A wave, powerful like an explosion ran through their bodies. Alexandra embrached Jonathan tightly, so thight that she feared to hurt him. Her heart throbbed like crazy and her breath went fast. Jonathan´s breath got fast and heavier, he started to kiss her on her cheeks, her forehead, her throat, her neck and he was searching her lips over and over again ... 

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[fosforito]

Hi to all!

Hmm.. I don´t know if someone is still reading the story here but I´ll keep on posting the chapters, so here is chapter 5.

Enjoy

Chapter 5 (The Escape)

Suddenly the wind hissed through their emergency roofing and the rain hit Alexandra and Jonathan full force.

They hadn’t noticed that it had kept on raining the whole time and they also hadn’t noticed the weather had gotten worse. The sudden wind and the heavy rain assailed them and the shock separated Alexandra and Jonathan out of their embrace and their kiss.

“Damn! The weather’s gotten worse!“, Jonathan shouted, trying to protect his face with his arm from the lashing rain.

“What shall we do?“, Alexandra yelled back and grabbed the books, which were starting to move across over the bench because of the heavy wind.

“We’ve got to get away from here!“, yelled Jonathan and grabbed the rest of the books on the bench.

It seemed like the sky would fall down, the rain lashed so heavily and the wind roared. Alexandra and Jonathan were having trouble trying to not get blown away.

“Come on!“, Jonathan shouted and grabbed Alexandra’s hand. “There is a cabin nearby, we can stay there!“

“What!“ Alexandra couldn’t understand anything Jonathan said.

“Come on! Let’s go!“, he yelled and pulled at Alexandra’s hand.

With the books in their hands and trying to protect themselves against the rain, they both started to run. The rain was turning into hail now and rattled down on them without mercy. Alexandra didn’t know where Jonathan wanted to go, he just kept her hand in his, running along a small path leading to the forest.The ground was slippery and wet because of the rain and Alexandra was having trouble following and keeping up with Jonathan.

“We’re almost there!“, he shouted and moved from the path to a even narrower one, whose condition was even worse than the first one.

Alexandra didn’t know this path at all and she wondered if Jonathan was really sure he was going the right way. Suddenly Alexandra twisted her foot, lost her balance and fell down into the mud. The books fell out of her hand into the mud, too. Jonathan, holding her hand all the time, stopped abruptly because of her tumble.

“Oh sh*t, damn it!“, Alexandra yelled and touched her right ankle.

“Are you hurt?“, Jonathan shouted and tried to help her to get to her feet again.

“It’s my ankle!“

“Wait, let me help you. Don’t give up ..there’re only a few more meters left!“

Alexandra picked up the books, and Jonathan placed her arm around his neck. They continued running and limping. Alexandra cursed and swore out of anger and pain. Nevertheless Jonathan was right. Just a few meters ahead was a cabin, right at the edge of the forest, in a corner, barely to be seen.
	 

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[fosforito]

Here is chapter 6.

Enjoy

Chapter 6 (The Cabin)

Both arrived at the door, panting heavily.

Jonathan rattled at the door and at first it wouldn’t open. All this while, the weather didn’t let up – it even got worse. Jonathan pushed his slender body against the door to open it. Alexandra did the same to help him.

The door finally opened, but so fast, that Alexandra and Jonathan fell into the cabin headfirst. The wind and the rain roared into the cabin. Jonathan and Alexandra quickly stepped in and pushed heavily against the door to try and close it. They really had to fight against the wind and the rain, but managed to finally close the door. They leaned against the door, panting and coughing, happy about having made it here, happy about being safe. Jonathan looked at Alexandra, squeezed her hand softly and smiled. Both still were gasping for air. Alexandra smiled too and placed a kiss on Jonathan’s hand.

Suddenly they heard a loud noise - the small windows of the cabin flew open and now the rain and the wind roared through the windows.

“sh*t!“, shouted Jonathan and struggled to his feet.

Alexandra did the same, although her ankle hurt. Jonathan jumped to one window to close first the shutters and then the window itself. Alexandra tried to help him.

“No!“, Jonathan shouted. “Look for matches or something. We’ll need some light, otherwise we’ll just be sitting here in the dark!“ He paused and looked at her. “Don’t worry. I’ll handle this here!“

“Okay!“, Alexandra started to look around in the cabin looking for matches.

In the meantime, Jonathan tried to close all shutters and windows.

The noise of the storm outside was barely heard now, but all daylight had disappeared from the cabin. But because of the big trees nearby it didn’t make a big difference, as there wasn’t much daylight in the cabin anyway.

Alexandra found a big matchbox and an old oil lamp. Its small flame got bigger and bigger and little by little the cabin brightened up. Jonathan was sitting on the floor; his upper body leaned against the cabin’s wooden wall. Alexandra turned around, holding the oil lamp in her hand. The cabin’s furniture was plain. There was a small table with two stools, a hammock tabbed across the room and there was a small oven, a cupboard and a shelf. Jonathan looked at Alexandra and smiled lightly.

“So, are you going to tell me how you knew about this cabin?“, Alexandra asked him.

She had never been here before, and she knew this area very well. Jonathan grinned and Alexandra recognized a knavish grin on his face – the first time in all this years.

“This is my secret cabin“, he said and his grin became wider. “I bring all the little girls here to seduce them.“

“Ha, very funny!“, panted Alexandra and limped across to Jonathan to sit down next to him.

She knew he was just kidding, but Jonathan usually wasn’t someone who kidded around. This was more her speciality’. Jonathan had more a dry and sarcastic sense of humour. A lot of people had their problems with it, even Alexandra, but sometimes he really could make her laugh. But this joke wasn’t really funny, as Jonathan only was one year older than Alexandra.

Jonathan told her about a man named Alec, a deer hunter and the owner of the cabin. He always stayed in the mountain during spring and summer, and then came back to spent the rest of the year in the cabin.

“He’s an old odd guy..“, Jonathan admitted. „ - just like me.“

“Yeah, you’re odd – but you’re not old.“, Alexandra said and tried to change her position as she suddenly felt the pain again in her ankle.

Jonathan’s expression darkened. “Looks like you’ve badly hurt your ankle.. let me see it.“

“No, it’s okay“, Alexandra said.

“No, it’s not!“, interrupted Jonathan and sat up. “I got to check this...but first we gotta get rid of our clothes.“

Alexandra felt her jaw drop. “Err ...you mean – everything?“

“Well, I’m soaked to my skin“, explained Jonathan in a calm voice. “and I’m pretty sure you are too.. and besides, I’m getting cold!“

What was Jonathan thinking? Were they going to sit here, naked, in this dark cabin? Jonathan’s blue eyes started to sparkle and Alexandra wasn’t sure how to interpret his gaze. But he was right. They were really wet, even compared to their condition when they were standing under the roofed bench. Their clothes were covered with mud and the cold had seeped into every limb of their bodies.

“I just can’t believe there’s not at least some blankets here“, said Jonathan in an analytical voice. “And we’ll also need a fire to warm up.“

As he finished his sentence, Jonathan walked across the room to peer into the corners. He found an additional storage room and there he finally found some dry blankets and towels. Meanwhile Alexandra got on her feet again and tried to fire up the oven with some pieces of wood she’d found next to it. Her ankle throbbed badly but she tried not to show anything. Jonathan returned with the towels and the blankets and told Alexandra about the storage room.

“Do you want to change in there?“, he asked and looked at Alexandra. “I’ll change here and then I will take care of the fire“.
	 

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[scotsrockgod]

Just wanted to let you know, Forsforito, that I started reading chapters 1-5 on your website. I'll do a proper review once I have time to read a bit farther.

[fosforito]

Hey!!!

Oh, that´s good to hear, I wasn´t sure if someone still reads :-).

But I know there are some people always reading here on the board so I think I´ll keep on posting here as well.

[fosforito]

Here is chapter 7.

Enjoy

Chapter 7 (Alexandra)

Alexandra didn’t know why, but now she felt uncomfortable, all alone in the cabin with Jonathan. 

Just a few moments ago, she had wanted to feel him, wanted to kiss him, and now she just wanted to be somewhere else – whatever, wherever but not here with him. Alexandra grabbed some of the blankets and towels and crossed over to the room to change, without saying anything.

She took off her clothes very slowly and wiped the water off her body. Maybe she just wanted to play for time, to not finish too soon and find Jonathan in an embarrassing situation. Alexandra noticed a few scratches on her arm. It must have happened when she tumbled into the mud. She heard a rattling noise, like metal and glass, in the background. That had to be Jonathan, who was continuing to fire up the oven. Alexandra looked down at her body. 

Physically, she just looked like a typical 16 year-old girl, maybe even more mature. Her skin glimmered in the light of the oil lamp. Alexandra covered herself with a towel and a blanket – and she just caught her thought of seeing Jonathan naked. She knew, he was, compared to her other classmates, a skinny boy, but she imagined his body was similar to his face: with fine but also, striking features. He seemed to be small and thin, but strong at the same time. His steel-blue eyes, in whose depths she had been lost many times, his thick black hair, that always fell into his face and made him look older and wiser than he really was at 17 years. Now that he wasn’t wearing his glasses, this impression became stronger. 

Alexandra remembered the smell of his after-shave when he had held her firmly in his arms. He never admitted it, but Alexandra knew he shaved frequently. Jonathan had always declared that his beard would be just ‘fluff’ but Alexandra knew better. She remembered the light scratching on her skin when Jonathan had kissed her and this thought about him excited her. 

His full mouth, his lips, so soft on her own. His tongue  – softly exploring, almost polite, gentleman-like, but also seeking, demanding, demanding more...his kisses on her mouth, on her throat, on her hands, on her cheeks, his body next to hers, his heavy breath, his soft moan when he kissed her … she wanted more from him, she wanted so much more. She wanted to touch him, all over his body, she wanted to caress him, kiss him. She wanted to feel Jonathan close to her, she wanted to feel him inside of her..
	 

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[fosforito]

.. and chapter 8.

Enjoy

Chapter 8 (The Clothing)

“Alex, is everything okay?“

Jonathan’s words tore Alexandra out of her thoughts; she started. 

“Ye .. yeah, everything’s okay..“, she responded in a trembling voice and she felt herself getting cold. 

Alexandra wasn’t sure anymore if it was because of the temperature in the cabin or because it was what she had just been thinking about. She grabbed her wet clothes and limped back, to the other side of the room. 

Her hurting ankle was a sign for Alexandra that she was back in `reality’ again. As she had assumed, Jonathan had already changed, too.

He had also converted the hammock into a clothesline and tabbed it so that it wasn’t strung across the room anymore. All his clothes, including his underwear, were hanging on the hammock now. 

`Well, then we both have the same starting position’, Alexandra thought to herself, as she imagined Jonathan, as naked as she was under her covering blanket. 

He had also covered his upper body with a blanket. Alexandra supposed he was getting cold, too – or he just didn’t want to `show’ himself to her.

This was also a characteristic that separated him from other men or, well, let’s say: boys. 

During summer he didn’t put on a show by running around shirtless, while the girls were sweating their brains out in their T-shirts and blouses during class. After several exhortations by the teachers, the other boys also sat in class wearing a shirt or something, but this always changed during the big break or when school was over. 

Jonathan didn’t. Alexandra often had the feeling that he wanted to say by his behaviour, something like `a sorrow shared is but half a trouble’; although she knew that strictly speaking, this thought was complete nonsense. 

Secretly, Alexandra wanted to see more of Jonathan, but for now, she appreciated his behaviour, even it was for a different reason – and she loved him for that. Yes, she really loved him, no matter how strange he was. She wanted to tell him, she would tell him, she had to tell him – before maybe there wasn’t any chance of telling him…
	 

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[scotsrockgod]

Hi, I just finished chapter 15.

What I've got to say is obvious ... now the author of "Cold Shower" needs a cold shower! Phew!

It's nice that your Crane has someone who loves him, even if he's still being bullied at school. And he's well-endowed and not shy about it!

I also wanted to say that, English not being your first language (I assume), it's quite an ambitious project to write this fan fic in English. I'm impressed.

[fosforito]

Hey SRG!

I´m glad to hear that ... but I think that happened to everybody, even to myself...

Yeah, he is still being bullied but this is valid for Alex, too.

So this is something they have in common although Alex reacted differently on it once (remember the 3rd chapter when the punched the class swaggerer Gary?).
Since then they had their "peace" more or less - at least, when Alex was around Jonathan. That´s why she was like a guardian angel for him.

About his "equipment" - well, he is aware of, maybe even proud of it but he first is shy unless he was together with Alex in the cabin when he noticed her reaction on him


Yeah, you´re right: English is not my first language, it´s my third language so to say (coz German is my first one followed by Spanish). So I always write first in German and then I translate all into English ... hard work sometimes I must say ;-)

But I´m glad to hear that you like the story

scotsrockgod said:

Hi, I just finished chapter 15.

What I've got to say is obvious ... now the author of "Cold Shower" needs a cold shower! Phew!

It's nice that your Crane has someone who loves him, even if he's still being bullied at school. And he's well-endowed and not shy about it!

I also wanted to say that, English not being your first language (I assume), it's quite an ambitious project to write this fan fic in English. I'm impressed.

[scotsrockgod]

fosforito said:

Yeah, he is still being bullied but this is valid for Alex, too.

It's too bad that Gotham is full of such mean, bullying kids. They go after Crane for being a freak or whatever, and Alex just for being German! In France one of my best friends was German--she was so nice. She spoke English as well as you do, Fosforito.

I'm impressed that Alex has the hutzpah to go around punching the bullies and fighting back.

Oh, and this is kind of a silly question, but ... Crane gets all his learnin' from books. Are these like medical text books or Sex for Dummies or ... I'm just curious.

Well, I won't be online in the next few days but after I get back I'll make an effort to get caught up in the story.

[fosforito]

It's too bad that Gotham is full of such mean, bullying kids.
They go after Crane for being a freak or whatever, and Alex just for being German!

well, we know how "cruel" kids can be to each other, so I´d say this is not just `a Gotham thing´.

In France one of my best friends was German--she was so nice. She spoke English as well as you do, Fosforito.

Oh, thank you thank you

I'm impressed that Alex has the hutzpah to go around punching the bullies and fighting back.

well it wasn´t always like this. First she defended herself with words, but then when she had this fight with the guy there she broke through the wall to beat the guy up.

Oh, and this is kind of a silly question, but ... Crane gets all his learnin' from books. Are these like medical text books or Sex for Dummies or ... I'm just curious.

ohh.. hmm.. .. I leave this open, hehe..

but we also know that Jon is a very smart guy, he reads a lot and all, so I´m pretty sure he had his sources until he was able to get his "practical lessons" with Alex...

[scotsrockgod]

Thank you for answering my questions, hackneyed as they were.

I have one more. Is there a canonical middle name for Crane or did you just make 'Thomas' up?

[fosforito]

Hey!

No, don´t worry.

I love to discuss the stories with you guys and I´m always curious on your thoughts and comments - ask Azina or Blue or blue-eyed struck

Concerning Crane´s middle name: I really don´t have any idea if re has a middle name at all!
I´ve looked over the internet to find sth. about it, but until now I didn´t find anything.

The credits for "Thomas" must go to Azina! She was the first one using the name in her story but I completely forgot it.

So when I put the name in and when Azina read the story she was going: "Hey, my Crane has the same middle name" and I was going "Oops..." ;D hehe.

But.. Jonathan Thomas Crane... this sounds really good, doesn´t it?

scotsrockgod said:

Thank you for answering my questions, hackneyed as they were.

I have one more. Is there a canonical middle name for Crane or did you just make 'Thomas' up?

[fosforito]

Okay, here´s chapter 9.

Enjoy

Chapter 9 (Jonathan)

Jonathan’s words snapped Alexandra out of her thoughts again. 

“I found some tea-bags here - I hope you like tea.“

Jonathan pointed to a pot and two metal-cups standing on the oven, a light smile on his face. The fire in the oven burned bright and warm and the room was starting to warm up. And to make things even better, Jonathan had found some pillows and had arranged them neatly for them to sit upon and to lie down, using the pillows and other towels and blankets.

`Oh my, he’s such a sweetie. He’s so worried about everything here and he’s doing his best to make everything as comfortable as possible and I don’t have anything better to do than to think about f*cking him!’

Alexandra felt ashamed of this thought, though, of course, she didn’t tell Jonathan. 

“Thank you.”, she murmured softly. “Thank you for everything - that’s so sweet of you.“

Jonathan poured the tea into the cups and Alexandra started to hang up her clothes.  Hoping she wouldn’t notice, Jonathan stole a glance at her, trying to see what pieces of her clothing she was placing on the hammock. A mix of joy and anxiety rose inside him as he watched Alexandra hanging up her underwear, too.                                        

During their `changing time’ Jonathan had been lost in his thoughts and he had managed to put himself in a position to glance at Alexandra, undressing and wiping out the water from her body. At the same time he had pretended to prepare something by making the right noises. 

The thought of having her hear those sounds and feel unobserved had excited him very much. The look of her body, her glimmering skin and her firm breasts excited him even more and when one of the metal-cups had almost slipped out of Jonathan’s hands to hit the oven with a loud crash, Jonathan realized he had to stop observing Alexandra immediately and get these thoughts out of his mind. 

Difficult as it would be, he had to do – if he didn’t want Alexandra to see his excitation – and she would see it, no doubt about it.

He was one of the skinniest guys in his class  – but after sports class when everybody was taking a shower, Jonathan had noticed that, in comparison to his classmates, his private parts were built pretty well. 

Jonathan didn’t know if he should appreciate this or not. He also didn’t know, if this would help him at all with what could occur later this day. He had never slept with a girl before. All his knowledge about sex - he got it all from books. He had also learned from a book how strongly the self-confidence of growing boys and adult men was connected with the length of their ñ*n!$. Jonathan had always looked at that in an analytical and rational way before. But should there be something true about this, even he would have a reason to be proud.

`Scarecrow, Scarecrow, you Freak! – Yeah, I might be a Freak, but I already have a bigger c*ck than most of you!’

Jonathan tried to get rid of this thought as fast as possible to avoid an embarrassing situation with Alexandra. 

Outside, the storm still raged. Alexandra helped Jonathan with the tea and they both took a seat on the makeshift bed. If the storm should continue, they probably would be stuck the night in this cabin. But it wasn’t uncomfortable at all. The wood in the oven crackled lightly, and it was warm and dry in the cabin. The tea did more than its share. 

Alexandra and Jonathan leaned against the cabin wall, relaxed and although Alexandra still felt a bit strange to be `trapped’ here with Jonathan due to the circumstances, she was happy to be with him here. The joy increased because Alexandra had the impression that Jonathan was feeling the same.
	 

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