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AUTHOR'S NOTE

A friend (you know who are) told me that the name Blair, is a barbie doll...

But I promise you guys my Blaire Nelson (Martinez) is not a barbie...

Thank youuuuuuuuuu.

toodles. x

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JAXON'S POV

Watching Blaire break down into sobs after an unexpected yet eventful phone call from her father, tore a little piece of my heart off. Just a small piece.

She doesn't deserve this life. I should ask my father to send her back home because she is clearly struggling. But then do I want her to leave?

Not sure. I don't think. Is that selfish of me? She is fun to be around but then sometimes she is a little bitch.

When she said who was on the phone, my stomach turned and it felt like I was being shot all over again.

I cannot believe I let that motherfucker fuckin shoot me. The fuck is going on with my head right now. It's all foggy and messed up.

I am actually getting sick of being in this room, I'm going nuts. I need to get out there and do some fuckin work.

I can't allow that bastard to shoot me and get away with it. No. 

That's why I am dosing up on pain meds just hoping the healing will improve but it's likely it won't.

The meds just make me really sleepy anyways.

I am becoming agitated and feeling the need to do something. Like go kill some motherfucker who stole drugs or something.

I don't know I just need out!

BLAIRE'S POV

After I embarrassingly cried my eyes out in front of Jaxon and he had to comfort me, It still makes me cringe, he let me take a nap on his bed.

He quietly played some more of his racing game, probably practicing because he can't beat my ass, and let me sleep for a lil bit.

He is genuinely a nice man, when he fuckin wants to be. I think he just puts on a different face when he is with family or the Mafia but when he is in his own comfort zone, like right now with me, he has a whole new face.

A face I am not used to seeing.

I haven't figured out if I like it or dislike it.

The sound of his phone ringing slightly woke me up but I daren't open my eyes to see his sad ones again, they were too much.

He answers his phone and when he isn't looking at me, I quickly glance out the window...it's dark. 

Damn how long did I sleep?

Well considering, Jax's sofa isn't really the comfiest, I really needed that nap.

"Hey this is Jax." He says calmly. I shut my eyes again and pretend to be asleep. A voice comes out muttered through the phone and I can barely make out any words they are saying.

"Yeah no you can come on up." Jax whispers thinking I'm still asleep.

The phone ends and I hear him ruffling and moving under the sheets.

I feel a hand gently shake my shoulder.

"Blaire..." He whispers. HIs breath falls on my face and I hate that so I squirm and jerk my head away.

Rubbing my eyes open and adjusting to the harsh bedside lamp next to me, I look back at his gorgeous face again. 

"Hmm? What." I say still a little sleep but wide awake.

"Food is on it's way." He says getting himself back into a comfortable position next to me.

I roll over to check the time on my phone and end up plunging face first onto the floor. 

"OUCH." I say turning over and rubbing my forehead.

I hear Jaxon laugh, like one of his deep throated laugh that gives me tingles and goosebumps.

"Shit, Blaire are you okay love?" He asks still laughing.

"Oh yeh, I'm just fabulous." I say sarcastically.

Climbing to my feet I head towards the bathroom to do my business. In the process of walking over there, I flip Jaxon off because he is still laughing. Prick.

All the faces he shows are soo fuckin confusing it gives me a headache. One minute he's a full blown asshole, the next he is laughing and playing with me, the next he tries to protect me and then he LETS ME CRY ON HIM!!!

Like dude just pick 1 face and keep it!

"HOLLA!" Josie shouts from the door. YAY food.

I skip my way out of the bathroom and greet Josie and Andreas at the door.

"Hey babes, you got my food?" I ask standing in front of her. Jax stares at me wide eyed.

"What?" I ask him absolutely confused as to why he is staring at me like that. I mean I know I just fell off his bed but damn keep your ice eyeballs elsewhere.

"Nothin'."He replies removing his eyes over to the window.

Weirdo.

"What has happened between you two?" Josie ask pointing her finger in between us.

"Nothing!" Me and Jaxon say in unison.

We stare at each other. WOW now you made us look suspicious fucks sake.

I narrow my eyes at him and quickly give him evils before I turn my attention back to Josie, she's smirking and Andreas is still standing awkwardly, still holding our trays of food.

Andreas has deep black hair, shaved into a buzz cut, but it matches his dark skin and brown eyes so a buzz cut is okay. He wears the same clothes, obviously a different fitting, as the the other boys, Matteo, Jax and Vince. He looks about 5'10 so he is the smaller one of the boys. 

And he only talks Italian, that's crazy.

"Yeh sure... anyways your food babes." She says picking up one of the trays from Andreas and giving it me.

It's steak, fries and vegetables with a little selection of sauces and a mini gravy pot.

YUMMMMM. We missed lunch from the phone call mishap so I am starving.

I walk over to Jax's desk and place both our trays down and then walk back to Josie and take the 12 pack of cola's off her. Jaxon is still staring out the window into nothing but darkness. 

I wonder if he is embarrassed that he got questioned if he was doing 'things' with me. Am I really that awful that he has to feel embarrassed to even be asked that. Almost like a 'pffft as if' moment.

"Okay then we will leave you too it." Josie winks at me and I smile back. She turns to lead Andreas out the door. I feel sorry for him, he can't understand anything we are saying.

I guess it helps that the Black Satan's Mafia is Italian but also speak English.

Josie locks the door and I am left alone once again with Mr. Grumpy pants.

I hand him his tray of food and a cola on the bed and I grab mine but eat it on the sofa. 

We both don't say another word to each other.

It really is funny how awkward things can turn out.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

I wrote this chapter whilst my phone was blowing up with notifications so I apologise if there is anything wrong with my writing in this one.

toodles. x

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