Roman's daughter

Cahpter 16

A/n: I am doing POV's now so yeah. EMOJIS!!!!! 👨‍👨‍👦‍👦👨‍👨‍👦‍👦👫😎🙅🏽👨‍👩‍👧‍👦👬🙋🏽

Ok, so now we had a problem. Lilly had come here to check on me, and I just used her as my excuse. Now what? I couldn't just say, 'I was out with Steven. File the report now'. "It doesn't matter where I was" I stated. Ryan nodded. "Yes it does. We were worried sick about you!" He almost shouted at me. I put my heavy load of clothes on the chair at the kitchen table. I stared at them in disbelief, showing that I didn't believe them. "Really? If you did, dad wouldn't have went to WWE and you guys would be out.... Looking for me" they looked at each other then back at me. "Well, um-" Ryan started. I walked over to the pantry and pulled out the peanut butter, I proceeded to walk to the fridge and get the Grape Jelly. I pulled out the bread and undid the twist thingie. I made my sandwich and walked over to the couch. The TV was on dad. They were showing how Seth cashed in his Money In The Bank at WrestleMania. My dad was still pissed at him. I changed the channel to Bring It. I watched as the girls performed their burlesque dance routine, which was my favorite. "Um, we were watching that" Ryan stated blankly. I nodded. "Well, I'm watching this and I don't care about whatever dad has to say to Seth Rollins. Ms.D and the Dancing Dolls have a competition to win" I stated. I wasn't in the mood to see dad and Seth arguing then have a fight. In my personal opinion, WWE was stupid. People going and spending hundreds of dollars just to see people fight and talk bad about people, it was stupid. I might think like this because when I was little, I could never have daddy-daughter dates or go to daddy-daughter dances. Now, I know that sounds stupid, but seeing all the other girls' dads shopping at the mall with them, taking them to eat ice cream etc. I wanted that but because my dad was a WWE superstar who just couldn't miss one day so he could bond with me, I never got that. But, who cares? I've learned to accept the fact that you can't get everything you want, I'm past it now and could care less if I never got a special bond with dad. Our relationship could've been better, but I don't care, that was on dad not me. "Well, look go upstairs to watch this. We want to see what was going to happen between dad and Colby" Ryan said. I sighed. I was not going upstairs, when we had a television right here. That was idiotic! "Why don't you go upstairs?! I've had the longest day and you guys are only making my headache worse." I complained. The two boys I'm forced to live with stood up and in a sudden motion, I jerked up. I have serious reflexes. I hate when people surround me and know I have them. "Well, if you had never kissed Steven, you would be allowed to see him again" Adrian retorted after I said, 'you guys are so unfair to me. Wayyyy, to overprotective' and everything I said was true. The overprotectiveness and them being unfair whenever it came to me. I never told dad about anything that they knew was wrong but did anyway. It stayed our little secret but yet, whenever it came to me doing something rebellious, I got in trouble. Now, I could be rebellious ( because all my teachers say I'm a nuisance and a rebel) when I wanted to, but always got detention for it, since I'm on none of my teachers' good sides. "It's our job to protect you. You go around not having a care in the world what happens to you; you're so...... Nonchalant, like nothing matters to you" Ryan shot back. "Well, maybe I don't need you guys and dad being overprotective of me!" I yelled. "- maybe I want to do my own thing. Like date a boy I actually like and not have you guys ruin every date I go on." Ryan and Adrian stared at me. I was anxious to hear what they had to say. If it'd be fair or stupid or even funny enough to make me laugh, I just wanted to hear it. "Well, maybe we don't want you getting hurt. Teenage boys only have one thing on their minds:sex. And, we're only trying to protect you" Ryan said the last part softly. It sounded dopey. Now I knew teenage boys only really liked sex, but Steven was different, and maybe I did love him.
----------------------- Steven's POV
It was excogitating about Jazz. She loved me and I knew that deep down, she loved me too. She had a good heart, and what I was doing, I knew was wrong, but I had to. The job was going to get me money but I didn't care about the money. The first time I observed Jazz at WWE, I knew I like her. From the 'Instagram follow' and the 'selfie' I knew. At first, when boss told me that I had to get close to her and then take everything she loved away I felt Ennui, that was, until I saw all the zeros on the check. My boss, Jonathan, had a business at our school. I still have no idea why he chose me, but I gladly accepted the challenge. Now, I wish I hadn't. The guilt rising and feeling as if my car was closing in on me, I stopped at a gas station and stood for a minute. I knew what I was doing had serious consequences, but I had signed the contract saying I couldn't leave until the task was over.
------------------------ JACOB'S POV
Pacing back and forth in my dark painted room with my light dimmed. Jazz was on my mind. I had talked to my dad about whether I should go on the date or win our school the championship. After talking to my dad and hearing some, 'colorful' words, I realized what I had to do. I took my dad's car, seeing that he rode with Jonathan, and drove to Jazz's house. I didn't want to do this, but I had to. This was the first time in forever that our school made it to the championships and we had to win it. I pulled up to her house and got out of my car. I needed to make this quick and simple and go back home. With oscillating hands I knocked on the door. I was going to do this breakup over the phone, but, we needed to keep our relationship real. Her brother, Adrian, opened the door. I smiled, but he didn't give the same expression. Hey, if a boy was dating my little sister, I'd be upset too. "Can I talk to Jazz?" I asked. He called for Jazz, and she came down grumbling muttering what I believe was 'stupid brothers' and 'want to run my life, but yell at me like this?' Once she saw me she looked even more upset. "Yes, Jacob?" She asked sternly. "Can we um, talk" she nodded her head. One thing I loved about her was that she'd tell you, to your face, how she felt about you. Another thing was that she was fierce and sassy. Her brothers followed us outside to the porch swing. "Alone" I said. They looked at me like I was going to kill Jazz, it was that weird! They walked inside the house. Jazz sighed. "What is it Jacob? I was doing my hair and-" I cut her off with a kiss. She instantly back away as soon as my lips touched hers. What was wrong? She loved my kisses. This would be the last kiss we share before we, y'know, breakup. She wiped the kiss off her lips and I immediately felt the heartache coming. Something was up with my Samoan Princess and I was going to find out what. I gasped at her action she just committed in front of me. "J- Jazz" I stuttered in shock. "-What was that. Why have you become so distant from me now?" I asked her feeling heartbroken. Now I see what Tay Swift goes through! "What are you talking about? I'm the same Jazz that you've loved forever" she said feigning a smile. Yes feigning. I shook my head. "No you're not. We need to breakup" I told her. She looked happy. She was probably jumping for joy inside. She still wasn't finished with this 'act' that she called loving me. "What why?" She asked feigning sadness. What was up with this girl. She was so transparent. I could see right through her. "Well we have that football game on Friday and I couldn't make it to your date, so I came to tell you" now she looked really pissed. She rolled her eyes at me. "Of course. The football game. Of course it's more important than me. Y'know what?" She asked. I stayed silent so she could continue. "-I'm glad we're breaking up. I hate you and your stupid Football stuff" she said. I called after her, desperate for an answer. I mean, she was the one who looked slightly happy that I was breaking up with her, so technically I should be mad at her. "Goodbye Jacob" she said slamming her door. I knocked on the door. She didn't open it. Never hurts to try. I thought as I pushed the handle lever down. To my surprise, she didn't lock it. "What are you doing in here?" She yelled. I could tell she'd already been crying. "Jazz, just listen to me" she grabbed my hand and led me to the door. I grabbed her arm angrily. "Get your hands. Off of me" she said through her teeth. I growled angrily. "Listen-Listen to me!" I yelled. I was surprised her brothers hadn't came down to see what was going on. She was looking into my eyes, helplessly. She looked innocent and pure and this was the first girl I actually really loved. "I don't want to talk" she pushed me outside and closed and locked her door. I placed my arm on the door and placed my head on it. I just lost the only girl I ever loved.
------------- Steven's POV
"I know, I'm going to ask her out, y'know, to be my girlfriend" Bryan and I sat in my bed in a deep converse about the girl's we liked. "I wish I could do that with Lilly" Bry stated. I nodded knowing that he thought of Lilly as more than just a simple 'friend', he thought of her as a rose in the middle of a field of dead flowers. I grabbed my phone and unlocked it. I went to messages and texted the contact that said, 'Jazz😍💚' I texted her hey and she didn't respond to it fast, like she normally does. It was in a way weird. I frowned. Usually she replied in less than five minutes, now ten minutes had passed and she still hadn't texted back. I know, I probably sound desperate and lonely but I liked my text messages with Jazz. Bryan told me goodnight and headed out to his room. Today had been really hectic, yet, it still wasn't over. The dinner my mom forced Jazz to go to replayed in my mind. My girl's face flashed in my head and I let out a small chuckle. I checked on her Instagram profile. Her pictures were mostly featuring Jacob. They had gotten lots of likes on a pic of them at the beach. Jazz had on some RayBan sunglasses and Jacob was kissing her cheek. The pic was from 36 weeks ago and I admit, the picture looked amazing. The background consisted of a wave crashing onto the shore and a neatly built sandcastle. Jazz did say she competed in Sandcastle competitions. I scrolled to a recent video. I watched her cry through a cracked door. There was murmuring in the background. "Jacob and the stupid football team" she said through tears. She felt on her bed for a second before asking where her phone was. Adrian's face appeared on the screen. "Jacob, you're gonna get your ass kicked for hurting my sister like that. Believe That" he stopped the video and I read the caption. 'Believe That'. So Jacob broke up with Jazz?! This is amazing! I can get with her! She probably will say no you idiot, she just got out of a relationship, I thought. I put my phone on the bed and sighed. My ringtone, Fancy, came on. Yes I liked Iggy, don't judge me. It was Jonathan. I answered the phone angrily. "How's your mission going?" He asked. I scoffed at him. "I want out Jonathan" "excuse me what?" I repeated what I had said. "Sorry Newell. No one gets out until they finish breaking the girls' heart" this was evil. Why'd I sign up for it and sign a contract? Breaking Jazz's heart would break mine. What if she found out. We'd never talk again. "You can get out if you take her to bed" he said. I thought. That may be best. We could still love each other and she wouldn't have to know. "Ok" I nodded. He hung up the phone. My penis was still kind of small and I wouldn't want her talking about me. I went online and found some pills to make it grow longer. I ordered them and told the website to bring them to school. If mom found out, she'd kill me. I'll take Jazz to bed with me tomorrow, then I can get this over with.

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