Think You Knew Me [J.M] (Currently Under Editing)

Relish The Moment

Jasons P.O.V

Dropping the cigarette to the ground I smiled being in control felt good. It was nice to have me back to be incontrol all over again.  I need to Devote my attention to it, to savor it and relish in it, I need to store this memory before its gone and I have no way of proving it even existed. "Dude what the hell? You really had to attack her? She has a lump on her head and now shes crying" Jessie shook his head "What the hell is wrong with you?"  "Me? She should have stopped when I told her to" I growled the sound resonating deep in my chest. "Ya know your a piece of work JUST LIKE TYKER" he growled walking away. Thats where he's wrong Im so much worse.

Ethans P.O.V

"God he gets in my damn nerves" Jessie growled slamming the door.  "I mean who the fuck does he think he is?" He asked running his fingers through his hair. "He doesnt think, Danger does and as far as Danger is concerned he's the idea of perfection and Bad Boy" Ds leaning against the kitchen door frame beer in hand.  "You keep saying that but I dont get it who the fuck is Danger?"  "Danger is Jasons alter ego, When He was thirteen we lost our little sister Jazzy, She was taken by a bomb ment for someone else....Ment For me and Jason,  That Day he lost all of his emtions he turned black on the inside and he became the most dangerous person on the planet people called him Danger" Alex spoke up from the couch.    "Its as deep as absolute power, Wide spread as the wind, Fierce as a Fire, bewitching as a delish scent, surpassing all of nature and this could not possibly be destroyed"  "Well what broke it last time?"  Jessie asked wondering "Your sister" he replyed monotonously.

Suttons P.O.V

Feeling my skull throb in pain I pulled the blanket tighter surrounding me in warmth. Id managed to lose My son and my boyfriend in the same day. My life could not be any worse.

Jasons P.O.V

Standing in the door way I watched as Sutton pulled the blanket tighter tears streaming down her pale cheeks. Maybe I had been to hard on her she thought alex had killed our son. (So She needs to learn her place) I agree but we didnt need to.be harsh (Harshness is the way the only way). "Jason?" Her soft fragile voice grabbed our attention. "Yes baby?" I asked walking over to the bed. "You look stressed" she replied reaching up to smooth the creases in my forehead. "You look sad" I replyed wiping some of the tears from her cheeks. "I lost the baby Of course I dont feel good, My tummy hurts still" kicking off my shoes I crawled over "Then Rest baby" I replied kissing her forehead softly.