Jaxon

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Still Jaxon's POV

I sat on the sofa back at home trying my best to stop the tears from flowing. She- she can't be dead. Kiley stood beside me and Bianca tried her best to comfort and stroke my back but she stopped when Kiley gave her the death glare. 

We had been tracking Mia for days now, to no avail. We did everything, tried everything. But no clue was found. Hell, even my men were tired as fuck. I hadn't been eating, sleeping, or moving at all. Taking another sip from the whiskey bottle gave peace to my intoxicated self.

"I am going to work out" I declared standing up. 

"Right! I will come with you!" Bianca screeched. Why the hell is she alive again? Oh right, because she 'apparently' saw everything and because she was the only fucking lead I had. I don't know what her game plan was but it sure as hell wasn't comforting and trying to find Mia.

"Sit the fuck down, Bianca" Kiley said. It was times like this I was thankful that my sister existed. I didn't spare anyone a second glance and headed straight to the gym. Entering the gym flashbacks entered my memory. I almost smiled. Her sweet smile, her adorable angry face, Fuck. They hit me like a ton of bricks. 

Taking my shirt off I started hitting the punching bag. Time seemed to fly by. I kicked and punched with all the anger, all the might I had. 

My mind scurried back off to the day I had first seen her. The moment my eyes lay her beautiful black once everything seemed to have stopped. The next time when she dropped her sandwich and looked mad enough to strike me. The first time she danced and got caught in the footage. The beautiful red dress she wore that hugged her curves perfectly. All of it.

She was perfect. 

I didn't want to believe Bianca. But I was losing the hope I had. Even if she was alive, she must definitely be hurt. There are worse things than death and I knew it very well. God, what would they be doing to her? My beautiful Mia. 

I knew she was very fucking strong, after everything she has been through. But everyone has their limits. This is all my fault. 

I punched faster with more force and the sounds of my fists hitting the bag echoed throughout the room. Soon after, Kiley entered the room with Bianca hot on her heels. But why the fuck was that bitch here too?! Can I just snap her neck already? 

Kiley wanted to keep an eye on me because she was scared. Not scared for me but scared for others. She knew what I was capable of when I wasn't acting sane. I wouldn't think twice before drawing blood. As insane as it sounds, blood is what calmed me. Violence made me sane.

Kiley probably wanted to keep an eye on her too. She comes out of nowhere and starts acting like the long-lost mourning sister. We weren't stupid but we also didn't know what she wanted out of this. Maybe she is just actually insane, this bitch. 

"Jaxon, maybe you should take some rest." The bitch said trying to act all caring. I didn't react. She really wants me to listen to what she says? I didn't reply. I would actually kill her, she is starting to annoy me now.

I continued to punch harder. 

"Jaxon- " The bitch whined again. But was cut off by Kiley. "Shut your trap Bianca, don't go thinking you are family now. We don't fucking know you and won't think twice before chopping your head off." Kiley said calmly. 

That's my sis. 

Silence filled the room yet again when Kiley and the bitch sat on the bench next to me. Bianca started gawking at me like a fangirl and I almost threw up. Is that why she was here? To have pity sex with me? Well, I don't think so. 

Ever since I laid my eyes on Mia, she was the only girl I could look at. She was the most gorgeous girl in every way. I hadn't seen much of her but I had seen enough. Enough to know that I could never even imagine being with another. 

She didn't know how much control it took me every day to be close to her and not jump her. I wanted her so bad. Wanted to make her all mine. 

But her innocence. 

Fuck. The biggest fucking turn-on. 

I really couldn't believe her when she said that I was her first kiss. I would have been her first everything and I would be her last. I was ready to give her everything. To be the man she wanted me to be. She would be mine and I would be hers, all hers. 

But she isn't here. 

My eyes pricked with tears. I punched with all the might I had. And soon the punching bag tore apart, sand pouring out of it. I love her so fucking much. And I cannot believe she wasn't here. This is my fault. 

I couldn't protect her. 

I let out a groan and fell on my knees. The tears didn't stop anymore, they fell freely. I wasn't holding on anymore, I was giving up. It hurt so bad not knowing where she was. The grief and loss started hitting me hard. 

Bianca tried running up to me but Kiley caught me first. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I plastered my face in her stomach, wrapping my arms around her waist. She had the motherly comfort that I never got to experience. 

Hell, she was my mother. She always took care of me like a mother would, even when she is only five years elder than me. I didn't care who was looking anymore. I cried my fucking eyes out. Tears fell on my head and I knew Kiley was crying too. 

"This is all my fault, Kiley. I couldn't protect her!" I shook my head.

"No! Jax don't say that! Mia can still be found! We have no proof she is dead. She has to be alive. We will find her! Don't give-" Her words were cut short when someone burst into the room. 

I stood up in an instant and Joel came towards us rushing. His eyes were wide and he was heaving heavily. He looked at the three of us in the room and picked his hand up, indicating that someone was on call. 

"It's her."