Spanish loves you!
Chapter 1: Married yet seperated
It had been a week since Jonah had seen Cesca and exactly 168 hours since the two lovers tied the knot at Gretna Green, it was the happiest day of the couple’s lives, they had finally made it, they were now husband and wife, Mr and Mrs Kirby! However life hadn’t run as smoothly after that as Cesca was arrested, taken away from Jonah, hand cuffed in her beautiful crisp white dress, her hair immaculate, she tried to stay strong for Jonah but it was hard. The couple loved each other a bond which could now not be broken but with the absence of each other it felt like it already had. They shared one final passionate kiss as the pair then slowly walked to separate police cars, both going to separate destinations. The only thing getting the pair through it was the fact they were now legally married.
Jonah hated not being with Cesca, it was like his whole heart had been sucked out of his body, they always knew this might happen, but nothing could prepare them for the feeling of sheer loneliness. Jonah was still at home with his dad and Sister Ruth, he hated it. He had to regularly listen to phrases such as “that woman should be locked up; she could never have been trusted to take care of children”. The words just made Jonah even more frustrated, he wasn’t a kid anymore, he didn’t care what other people thought, and he only wanted to be able to tell Cesca he loved her!
It was breakfast, the most dreaded meal of the day in the Kirby household. One of the only times when he had to sit down with his father, he couldn’t stand to look at him. Ruth on the other hand was gradually accepting the idea of Cesca and Jonah and tried to reassure him with her innocent smiles she let out across the table, not allowing her father to see, the last thing they all needed was more arguing. Suddenly the sound of the letterbox saved them all from the awkward silence that smothered them all like an everlasting rain cloud; Jonah was always the one to retrieve the mail, any excuse to get out of his father’s presence. He looked through the mail discovering one addressed to him, he was surprised. It couldn’t be from Cesca as that was forbidden until her court case and nobody else sent Jonah letters, in fact this was very rare. The letter seemed like any normal piece of mail but Jonah was soon to discover it wasn’t. He opened the letter being very cautious as he was entirely unaware of whom the sender could have been until he opened the letter and realised it couldn’t have been from anyone else. The letter was the details for Cesca’s court case, 20th may, 9.32 am, and a time that stuck in Jonah’s head as it was so specific. “Who is that from” his father called through, “eurgh, it’s.....it’s the details for Ces’s court case”, Jonah replied in a panic, “You can’t seriously be thinking of going to that, after everything she did to you”. Jonah simply replied with a glare, a glare that his father couldn’t say no to and that was it Jonah was going to be there to support his wife/ the love of his life.
Jonah ran upstairs closed his bedroom door and slowly slid down the back of it till his body hit the floor with a thud. Tears began to stream down his perfect face, each tear more meaningful than the last. Jonah blamed himself for what Cesca was going through, he never wanted to hurt her... EVER! As the tears became sobs there was a sensitive knock at the door, it was Marcus, Jonah’s dad. “Jonah can I come in please”, Jonah apprehensively slid away from the door allowing his dad to come in. “Jonah, I’m so sorry. I never gave myself a chance to think about you, what you want and seeing you run upstairs just now has shown me how much you love this woman. She maybe your teacher, which is wrong but you can’t help the way you feel about someone”, the words flew out of Marcus’s lips, they were words of truth and they came so naturally. “Dad, what are you saying?”, “Jonah I am saying that, I’m not going to stop you from living your life, which is clearly mapped out for you, I’m so sorry for all the hurt I have pushed on to you, Cesca is a lovely girl, I mean woman” , he let a smile flow across his face “ she deserves to be happy and so do you, I am going to give a statement into the police and school explaining how she didn’t take advantage of you, if this isn’t true love I don’t know what is. Jonah I will support you no matter what, this is your life and your about to have a family, a little sooner than I had hoped but it’s what’s happening, you need to pull Cesca through this, all we can now do is hope she gets a more linier sentence or better still no sentence at all, she might even be lucky enough to return to waterloo road. And by the way Jonah, you’re not moving schools” Marcus gave his son a huge hug, Jonah was in shock, he couldn’t believe it, his father was going to help him and his wife, he accepted him and Ces, Jonah felt like the weight had been lifted off his shoulders, he now knew his dad was prepared to do anything for him and Mrs Kirby, after all they were now a family.
Cesca lay in the cold bumpy cell bed, staring at the walls engraved with words of hope but also of failure, she hated being here. She too couldn’t bear to be away from Jonah, she was now 4 months pregnant, she wanted him to see they’re bundle of joy grow, but she knew that would never happen. She cradled her stomach imagining what it would look like; she imagined Jonahs ears and her wonky eye, parts of them merged together. These kinds of thoughts gave her hope, hope that she needed to get through this. She was lucky enough to have a cell to herself, this made her feel safer, made her feel like she could protect their unborn baby. Cesca felt so betrayed by her so called “friends”, she hated how Chris couldn’t see how genuine they are and even if he had, he had a funny way of showing it. Cesca kept playing the special moments Jonah and her had together but they were always over lapped by the moments when everyone found out about them and when she was ripped from the arms of her loved one. Her smile was soon turning into a frown, a regular occurrence for Ces. She heard a bang as her cell was suddenly opened, it shocked her despite how used to the sound she was. “Kirby, there is a call for you”, Cesca slowly got up, the guard that had opened her cell had a soft spot for Cesca and brightened her day with a few smiles and often more time to call loved ones, but loved one in Cesca’s case. This small gesture made Cesca feel so much more safe, made her feel human made her feel like she wasn’t an offender.
She picked up the phone, “Ces, its Jonah”; just hearing his name gave her a warm feeling. “ I miss you Jonah”, she said in her calm innocent voice. “There is hope Ces, my dad finally understands, he has written a statement, you’re going to get out of there”, Cesca couldn’t quite believe what she was hearing, she was finally going to be able to leave, how could this even be possible? “Ces, I know this seems unreal, but the truth is it is! We are going to be a family and better still, you’re going to get your job back, and the school are so embarrassed by their actions!” Cesca nearly fainted; all those thoughts of hope and her constant perseverance had paid off. “Jonah, I love you!” a simple reply that had so much meaning. The line was cut off, but that didn’t matter, Cesca was going to win her case, she was going to be able to see Jonah, they were going to be a family.
Cesca couldn’t believe her luck! How could this be possible did the school really have that much respect for Mr Kirby, who was now her father in law, this all seemed too perfect, Cesca was sure there was a catch somewhere, but the truth is there wasn’t?
Jonah hated not being with Cesca, it was like his whole heart had been sucked out of his body, they always knew this might happen, but nothing could prepare them for the feeling of sheer loneliness. Jonah was still at home with his dad and Sister Ruth, he hated it. He had to regularly listen to phrases such as “that woman should be locked up; she could never have been trusted to take care of children”. The words just made Jonah even more frustrated, he wasn’t a kid anymore, he didn’t care what other people thought, and he only wanted to be able to tell Cesca he loved her!
It was breakfast, the most dreaded meal of the day in the Kirby household. One of the only times when he had to sit down with his father, he couldn’t stand to look at him. Ruth on the other hand was gradually accepting the idea of Cesca and Jonah and tried to reassure him with her innocent smiles she let out across the table, not allowing her father to see, the last thing they all needed was more arguing. Suddenly the sound of the letterbox saved them all from the awkward silence that smothered them all like an everlasting rain cloud; Jonah was always the one to retrieve the mail, any excuse to get out of his father’s presence. He looked through the mail discovering one addressed to him, he was surprised. It couldn’t be from Cesca as that was forbidden until her court case and nobody else sent Jonah letters, in fact this was very rare. The letter seemed like any normal piece of mail but Jonah was soon to discover it wasn’t. He opened the letter being very cautious as he was entirely unaware of whom the sender could have been until he opened the letter and realised it couldn’t have been from anyone else. The letter was the details for Cesca’s court case, 20th may, 9.32 am, and a time that stuck in Jonah’s head as it was so specific. “Who is that from” his father called through, “eurgh, it’s.....it’s the details for Ces’s court case”, Jonah replied in a panic, “You can’t seriously be thinking of going to that, after everything she did to you”. Jonah simply replied with a glare, a glare that his father couldn’t say no to and that was it Jonah was going to be there to support his wife/ the love of his life.
Jonah ran upstairs closed his bedroom door and slowly slid down the back of it till his body hit the floor with a thud. Tears began to stream down his perfect face, each tear more meaningful than the last. Jonah blamed himself for what Cesca was going through, he never wanted to hurt her... EVER! As the tears became sobs there was a sensitive knock at the door, it was Marcus, Jonah’s dad. “Jonah can I come in please”, Jonah apprehensively slid away from the door allowing his dad to come in. “Jonah, I’m so sorry. I never gave myself a chance to think about you, what you want and seeing you run upstairs just now has shown me how much you love this woman. She maybe your teacher, which is wrong but you can’t help the way you feel about someone”, the words flew out of Marcus’s lips, they were words of truth and they came so naturally. “Dad, what are you saying?”, “Jonah I am saying that, I’m not going to stop you from living your life, which is clearly mapped out for you, I’m so sorry for all the hurt I have pushed on to you, Cesca is a lovely girl, I mean woman” , he let a smile flow across his face “ she deserves to be happy and so do you, I am going to give a statement into the police and school explaining how she didn’t take advantage of you, if this isn’t true love I don’t know what is. Jonah I will support you no matter what, this is your life and your about to have a family, a little sooner than I had hoped but it’s what’s happening, you need to pull Cesca through this, all we can now do is hope she gets a more linier sentence or better still no sentence at all, she might even be lucky enough to return to waterloo road. And by the way Jonah, you’re not moving schools” Marcus gave his son a huge hug, Jonah was in shock, he couldn’t believe it, his father was going to help him and his wife, he accepted him and Ces, Jonah felt like the weight had been lifted off his shoulders, he now knew his dad was prepared to do anything for him and Mrs Kirby, after all they were now a family.
Cesca lay in the cold bumpy cell bed, staring at the walls engraved with words of hope but also of failure, she hated being here. She too couldn’t bear to be away from Jonah, she was now 4 months pregnant, she wanted him to see they’re bundle of joy grow, but she knew that would never happen. She cradled her stomach imagining what it would look like; she imagined Jonahs ears and her wonky eye, parts of them merged together. These kinds of thoughts gave her hope, hope that she needed to get through this. She was lucky enough to have a cell to herself, this made her feel safer, made her feel like she could protect their unborn baby. Cesca felt so betrayed by her so called “friends”, she hated how Chris couldn’t see how genuine they are and even if he had, he had a funny way of showing it. Cesca kept playing the special moments Jonah and her had together but they were always over lapped by the moments when everyone found out about them and when she was ripped from the arms of her loved one. Her smile was soon turning into a frown, a regular occurrence for Ces. She heard a bang as her cell was suddenly opened, it shocked her despite how used to the sound she was. “Kirby, there is a call for you”, Cesca slowly got up, the guard that had opened her cell had a soft spot for Cesca and brightened her day with a few smiles and often more time to call loved ones, but loved one in Cesca’s case. This small gesture made Cesca feel so much more safe, made her feel human made her feel like she wasn’t an offender.
She picked up the phone, “Ces, its Jonah”; just hearing his name gave her a warm feeling. “ I miss you Jonah”, she said in her calm innocent voice. “There is hope Ces, my dad finally understands, he has written a statement, you’re going to get out of there”, Cesca couldn’t quite believe what she was hearing, she was finally going to be able to leave, how could this even be possible? “Ces, I know this seems unreal, but the truth is it is! We are going to be a family and better still, you’re going to get your job back, and the school are so embarrassed by their actions!” Cesca nearly fainted; all those thoughts of hope and her constant perseverance had paid off. “Jonah, I love you!” a simple reply that had so much meaning. The line was cut off, but that didn’t matter, Cesca was going to win her case, she was going to be able to see Jonah, they were going to be a family.
Cesca couldn’t believe her luck! How could this be possible did the school really have that much respect for Mr Kirby, who was now her father in law, this all seemed too perfect, Cesca was sure there was a catch somewhere, but the truth is there wasn’t?
