Jax [uncomplete/not finishing]

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  Jax Anderson

"And where is this place?" I question, no emotion shown in my face.

I'm going against my parents wishes, I'm going to find the fuckers who killed my parents. It's been a few days since I seen or heard from Lyla. She won't even talk to Eli which is completely fucked 'cause he came back only for her.

Asshole.

"Vancouver, Canada," one of the people in the room says lowly. I don't bother to learn their names, it doesn't concern me.

"Who the fuck would run to Canada." I sigh. This is gonna be harder than I thought. "Alright, everyone suit up," I say and in less than two seconds I'm left alone at the round table.

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As we walk towards the doors of the warehouse I hear screaming, women screaming.

Plural.. women.

My jaw clenches and I want to soccer punch whoever I find in there. I'll do it anyway. Who the fuck would lay their hands on women?

"3...2...1," Antony whispers from behind, suddenly the door is kicked open and we're all yelling. Shooting at anywhere we see men. While Antony and Will has my back I stalk towards the back of the warehouse to get to sick fuck who put a bullet in my parents heads.

"I don't care who the fuck their family is, kill them. No Ante-..." I cut off no one other than Alejandro Carmex but shooting a bullet right next to his head.

"look who we have here... I just killed you parents say what, two days ago eh? you're already here," Alejandro chuckles.

Oh how much I could stick a knife in this neck.

"You know Jax, half of my mafia is out looking for you." He mentions, now it's my time to chuckle.

"Half huh? just two days ago it was your whole mafia, guess things are changing." while he stands there wordless, I recharge my gun. When I finish loading I look back up to him still speechless.

"You have any final words?" I shrug, looking down at the gun in my hands.

This is gonna be fun.

"I-.. Jax, buddy, it was a mistake, I didn't mean-.."

"We both know you purposely put bullets into my parents head, Alejandro. No escaping." I say as bullets start ringing around me. I take this as my time and shoot a bullet right dead and centre into Alejandro face. It's what he deserves, I feel no remorse.

only thought in my head right now is Lyla.

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"How is Lyla doing Jax? I know how close she was to your mom."

"Just shut the fuck up," I mumble. I'm too tired to deal with this shit. They know Lyla is off hands, I taught them the hard way when I say Mr. Grabbyhands go within 6 feet of her. They'll catch my fist right in the centre of their face if they even talk in the wrong tone to her.

Fuck... what am I thinking..

She is ruining me, slowly.

My heart breaks for her, and my jaw clenches when I think of her father. sick bastard. I was going through her file when I found all her hospital reports with broken bones, a broken jaw, even and eye injury, he abused her and she probably thought she deserved it.

13 hours later we arrive back home. It's well past midnight, everyone should be asleep. As I start walking towards the kitchen my mind drifts back to Lyla. What she went through, what dangers her father put her up to. And all I can think is how im not going to be anything remotely close to her father. I will do everything. 

I flick the kitchen light on and hear a little shrek. "My eyes are sensitive to bright lights and assholes." I couldn't help but chuckle at her smart mouth.

"I don't see any assholes?" I say in a more questioning tone.

"Look in the mirror and you will," She replies, a little smile on her lips. I don't return anything, just look down at the counter and see she was eating an apple. "You were hungry?" I ask, setting my coat on a chair.

"Yes, But I had an apple and i'm fine now." she declared. I nod my head, walking to the fridge to grab a bottle of water. There is a tension in the air, you could cut it with a knife. The kitchen is now dead silent, i'm sure you'd be able to hear a mouse squeak.

As I turn around I see Lyla already staring at me, My eyes travel down her face until they settle on her lips. Her pink pouty lips.

All I wanted to do in this moment was to kiss her. fuck.

"what? Is there something in my face?" She asks. double fuck.

"No," I say softly, my head leaning closer to hers. I hear her gasp but soon enough she closes her eyes and moves her head closer to mine.

But fuck, we shouldn't be doing this. This is wrong. wrong for so many reasons. "Lyla we can't." I whisper when our lips are centimetres apart.

"I know," she says back. I sigh and lean back against the counter, running a hand through my untamed hair. Why can't I just fucking kiss her.

"I'm going to bed. Night Jax," that's all I heard and by the time I turned around she was already gone.

Leaving me alone, alone with my thoughts.