The House of the Rising Sun

(Chapter 4)(Stockholm syndrome)

(Chapter 4)(Stockholm syndrome)

(Charlie's p.o.v)

I had never been so mad in all my life. "He watched you bathe he saw you naked!" I growled. "Babe I needed a shower, so what he saw me naked at least Jax didn't ask me to bed, he was decent". She says. "Jax?! You've gotten on a first name bases with this asshole.""he kidnapped us, don't you realize he wants you to trust him so he can take you to bed". I growled at her. "Jax !" She called. "Don't call him!" I say to her. The blonde haired, blue eyed man opened the door. "Something you need darlin?" Jax asked. "Yeah, can you let us out for some fresh air please". She asked him batting her eyelashes.
"On one condition, you come with me to dinner". Jax says. My blood boiled. "Don't you dare sweet talk her!" I growled. "Fine, but you have to let Charlie free". Logan says. "Free him, like to leave?" Jax asked. "Please, I'll do anything". Logan says. "Logan no!!!" I yelled. "Deal". Jax says. Jax untied me and threw me outta the room. "Just go get help." Logan says to me as Jax was walking down the hall. "Baby I'm not leaving you". I say. "You have to". She says. She kissed me.

(Logan's p.o.v)

Charlie had left easily after Jax had told the others that he was free. I watched him leave. I looked at Jax. "Come on let's get ready to go". Jax says. I nodded and went to the bathroom . I changed into my best clothes, that I had in my suitcase.

(Jax's p.o.v)

She looked amazing , blue jeans that fit her perfect, a tank top and an adorable hooded sweater. Her shoes of choice was a pair of black converse. I was sure I was drooling. She had straightened her hair, that almost came to her elbows. She braided the sides of her head in two little braids on each side giving her hair the side shaved effect. "Damn". I heard myself say. She smiled. "Thank you, I think". She says shyly. "Sorry I couldn't find my make up." She says. "You don't need it, make up is for ugly people.""and actors". I say. She truly needed no make up, she was naturally beautiful. She had a thin frame, but had a bit of a butt; she had a rack too but everything on her body matched up perfect. Nothing too big or too small.

We finally got there; and sat down. "You know I like you better in the leather." She says. I hadn't worn my cut. Just a long sleeve plaid shirt, my old jeans and my Air Force 1 Nikes . "Don't worry this is a rare occasion darlin' " I say. She smiled. "Do you know what Stockholm syndrome is?" She asked. "No, why?" I say. "It's where you fall in love with the person who kidnapped you". She says. "Why are you telling me this?" I asked. "Because, you kidnapped me". She says. "Shhh easy on how loud you say that darlin, these people will probably flip shit." I say.
"I think I have Stockholm syndrome; Jax I think I love you". She says. I looked at her. "You think you love me". I say. She nodded. "Then after dinner, we can find out". I say. "I'll take ya to one of my most favorite places"."that's where the magic ignites it's flame". I say. She smiled.