Rewritten Series: Their Redemption

Ch.8

Previously from Chapter 7:

"Never show your fucking face to me again, Jaxon You bastard." I uttered to seeing his battered and beaten face.

(3rd POV)

Sonny lays there being reminded of the past. Sighing in frustration. Just what the hell is he doing here!? Does Rose know about the letter? Did others just come here by accident, or was it fate? Did they get letters too? He should be somewhere else getting fucked up, but now he is here.

He found it.

Rose

His sunshine.

All of these thoughts swirled in his head. Making theories about everything that happened today and just now. He groans, looking at the clock.

00:00

He looks at his phone, this time reading 00:30 Am. The clock was broken. He stared at it like it was an answer to a question he hadn't yet found. He kept staring till his eyes grew heavy and he fell asleep.

(Jax's POV)

I stare at her adorable snoring face. My worries melted away just by admiring her. I shook my head, thinking about earlier. Hudson. I should have been better. I walk over to her bed and put her down. Tucking her in. The moonlight shines down upon us. My hands have their own mind; I step closer and just tuck a strand of black hair. Whether it was out of desire, tiredness, or the need to just protect Rose, or maybe all of it. I leaned forward and kissed her forehead. I turn to leave, but something latches on to me.

Her wrist gripped my hand.

Startled, I turned around and met with sleepy glazed eyes. Lightning struck her grip on me, tightening just a bit. It was her way of asking me to stay with her. I didn't hesitate to just climb in bed to comfort her.

"Thank you, Oppa," she whispers while gripping my shirt. I wrap my arms around her. A warmth that I miss fills my heart. With that, I go to sleep with Rose.