Jordan Voight: Teenage Years

Moving Forward

Since the miscarriage Jordan had somewhat shut down, she'd end up crying herself to sleep at night. Wanting to see her daughter. Other times she stayed dead quiet, afraid to say anything. Like her father, he never thought before he spoke. She didn't wanna say anything she'll regret.

One day she had been at Antonio's gym boxing, she had all of her gear on punching the bags long and hard. A sheer look of anger on her face as she threw punch after punch, kick after kick. Antonio, Jay and Adam just watched with wide eyes, they knew Jordan had a temper, they often saw it but not like this.

"Should we tell her to calm down? I think she's gonna break the bag" Adam says quietly.

"You tell her to calm down, she may just put you on the floor" Antonio told him just as quietly.

Jay had gone over to her. "Easy there killer"

She stopped and took off her gloves and grabbed her water bottle and drank some of the cold water. "I'm fine Jay"

"Jo, it's ok to not be ok. You went through an unimaginable loss. It's normal for you to feel whatever you want"

"It's getting late. I have a meeting then therapy. Please don't follow me"

Jordan had put on her sweater, tossed her stuff in her bag tossing it over her shoulder and jogged out of the gym. She'd been avoiding her miscarriage like the plague. Acted as if it never happened, she was stuffing her feelings and emotions down again. They all feared she may hit rock bottom again, only this time she may not come back.

She'd been at Antonio's gym for hours and hours training, she hit every teen NA, AA meeting she possibly could, and still went to her father's mandatory therapy sessions at Med with Dr. Charles. She even then still refused to bring it up.

"We gotta do something to help her guys, she shouldn't be going through this alone" Adam said first.

"What do we say? She lost her brother and her baby in a matter of months. I don't think any of us knows what to say to help" Jay responds.

"We can't just let her spiral again"

"Enough both of you. You both have points, but until Jordan reaches out we can't do anything" Antonio told them.

While

Jordan was running as fast as she could, adrenaline pumping through her body. Her heart raced in her chest. Sweat dripped off her face. Her legs burned and ached but she pushed through it all. She ended up stopping to catch her breath, she hadn't realized she stopped in front of Bunny's bar.

The older woman saw the young teen and went over. "Jordan, hi honey"

She glared viciously at the woman. "You have two seconds to get the hell away from me before I do something I won't regret"

"I heard about your baby. I'm sorry"

The teen didn't know what happened before she and Bunny could even blink, she pinned the woman to the brick wall. Anger had burned fiercely and heavily in her eyes, her hand on Bunny's throat. For a brief moment when Bunny looked at the teen, it was as if she was looking at a pissed off Hank, except in female form.

"If that EVER crosses your tongue again I cut it out. Don't think I haven't forgotten what you did to me. Erin may go easy on you, well guess what. I'm NOT Erin. I'm far worse than her, you ever come an inch near me or bring up my baby. I'll show you exactly how much I'm my father's child. Stay the hell away from me or I swear on everything I love, I will destroy you. Do you understand me?" Jordan's tone was cold and dangerous.

Bunny wasn't the type of person to get scared a lot. She was never scared of Hank or her own daughter. Hell she hadn't known Jordan could get this angry, she remembered when she met the girl she was the sweetest kid. Now she was older with a fierce temper that easily matched her father's.