Forbidden (#1)✔️

nine

^^^JAXON BEDROOM^^^

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Man these chapters are just running out my mind and on to here. Ghee I am doing this soooo fast!!!

toodles. x

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JAXON'S POV

I awoke a few moments ago in all to familiar room. I have been in the nurses room way too many times Jesus fuck. 

Every one rushes to my aide, asking if I am okay. I haven't even had a chance to breathe before they are all pestering me.

"Can you guys back off! I need space to breathe you know." I ask getting annoyed at their very close proximity.

They all take a step back apart from Nurse Bennett.

He tells me I am to be on bed rest for a whole week. Fuck off. Not a bloody chance.

I have shit to do other than just lying around being a lazy fuck in bed. 

Then he tells me someone will be looking after me. Jesus why do I NOW need a baby sitter? I haven't needed one before so why would I now?

As if Josie can sense that I am going to argue against help, she opens her mouth to stop me.

"Jax don't, you have been shot in the fuckin stomach. You will accept the help. If you don't I will haunt you in your sleep." Jo says. Now she is actually being serious because Josie doesn't like to joke in 'serious situations'.

"Fine! But who is the unlucky babysitter?" I ask smirking.

They all share a knowing glance at each other and a confused frown marches along my eyebrows.

"Well, who is the unlucky bastard?" I repeat.

BLAIRE'S POV

Once I reached my bedroom, I instantly collapsed on my bed. I'm so tired. Tired of being here and the petty people around me.

I just want to go home. I miss my car. 

I quickly change into some comfy clothes and wait for someone to come and get me. Do I pack some clothes and shit whilst I'm at Jax's room Orr?

I walk over to my bathroom mirror and look at my face, where Xander slapped me. It is bright red and starting to bruise. It hurts to touch but I don't have any makeup on me, just my lipsticks and mascara so I can't cover it up.

God Xander is going to see the impact he has on me. Fuck sake.

After 20 minutes of waiting someone knocks on the door and walks in. They knock to let me know they are coming in so they don't just barge in.

"Hey you ready? He's on his way up." Josie says holding the door open.

"Okay but real quick, do I need to pack some clothes?" I ask walking away from my sofa and towards her. She looks at my face properly and her eyes move towards where her father hit me.

A frown overtakes her face and she smiles at me apologetically.

"Uhhh yeh, you won't be leaving his room for a whole week. Your food and drinks will be brought to you so you don't have to leave Jaxon." She says and my face falls. I can't even leave for some fresh air?