Drug lord lover?!- J.H~Jaden Hossler

Kill for you

Waiting for this bus on Halsted is exhausting. I'm surrounded by hobos while I wrap my arms around me clinging on to myself. My eye balls ready to just close from how bad they burn. I have no more tears left, they're drained. Staring motionlessly, thoughts floating in my head, so fucking many. The purpose of this journal is to get it all out, set them free. But, they don't want to leave, they want me. Most times when I cry I don't make those whiny sounds. So the tears just float relentlessly. Watching my part of the city that I'll leave and never come back to. There is nothing left for me here. Jaden is all I have now having no choice but to go back to him. No one in this bus cares that I'm moping, they're all in their own world. Not to mention how Jadens going to lock me up and never let me out. I fucked up bad for what? To find out my nana is gone all because of me. I did this. Didn't I? I should have tried to leave him so long ago. Why am I blaming this on me. How do I possibly find some way to make this about me. I decide to get off about 3 blocks away from the building because I need a walk. This black truck creeps up behind me. Not again. I hear two doors open and close behind me, without looking back I take off. My feet hurt so bad. I'm frantic at this point, screaming and crying. I act strong but in all honesty I'm scared of everything. I trip while running and one of them grabs onto one of my feet and I look back screaming more because how scary he is. He gets a kick right in the face from my right leg and I sprint from the cement to the building down a couple of blocks.

Jaden POV

Ainsley is dead to me. I don't care no more. Once I get her back she's going somewhere because she will not stay with me. I've been running around yelling all morning to all my men to go find HER. She cost me 300,000. She'll never get away from me, I'll search the ends of the earth. She belongs to me. I own her. That's the thing about me I can have whatever I want when I want and no one will tell me no. Because they know not to. Every police station in LA knows my name and they know mot to fuck with me. But, AINSLEY had some fucked up idea in her head that she can do whatever she wants and I'm growing sick of it. It has to stop now because it'll only get worst. Whatever I have to do to put her in her place then so be it. I swear she better not fuck Josh because that'll be the end of it all.

"Hey what's up with your crazy eyes" quinton said jokingly. I'm really not in the mood for his shit either.

"Ainsley ran away but she'll be back and I have plans for her" I said

"Woah dude calm down just don't kill her" quinton said laughing. I really want to punch him in the face but I turn around leaving so I don't. From the second story window in the hallway I hear screaming crying. I know that cry from anywhere. One of my guys are holding her and he looks to be sliding his hand up her dress. That does it for me I won't stand here and watch that shit for another second. I choose the stairs because the elevator will take too long. I practically jumped down the steps. I've never been so fucking pissed, I'm fuming. I push the doors wide open taking my gun from my waistband. He's laughing looking at the other guards.

"Why are you crying little girl" I hear him say in her hair. I press my Glock 17 to his head. He stops moving immediately letting her fall to the floor and raises his hands. Now it's my turn to laugh.

"Any last words, maybe for that one Sub you wanted back" I said, a smirk arising on my face. Without giving him time to answer I pull the trigger. Thankful, I didn't have to see his sorry face. Watching his brains splatter all over, he falls face first blood leaking. He's gotten little specks of blood all over my white button up shirt. I look down to Ainsley shaking frantically eyes wide staring at me. I've never seen her so sad. I bend down to her to pick her up, but she slowly slides back. I go closer.

"Don-'t t-ou- ch me!" She said fear clear in her voice.

"Ainsley, it's okay come here" I said thinking she just being dramatic. Going closer but she keeps backing up barefoot with her dress all dirty. Sitting on the cement with her leg's crouch making her dress slide up her thighs, showing her underwear. I can't believe she's acting so fucking innocent like she didn't do nothing, like I should be the one to beg for her. I'm so fucking close to losing it. So far, she has only caused problems for me.