Unbreakable Love

Rejected

Jayden's POV

We all wave goodbye, as we watch Ethan and Morgan driving off to the airport. When Anna, Grayson, and I head back inside, I walk back upstairs to my room when I hear Grayson yell a commanding, "Hey!" as if I was some dog that was misbehaving. I stop in my tracks. "Yeah?" I say in an annoyed voice. We haven't talked since this morning and I frankly prefer to keep it that way. It's better than him aggravating me like he usually does. "I want you out of the house by 9. Me and Anna got plans." While he walks past me up the stairs, he shoves my keys on my chest. My hands managed to catch them before they could fall to the floor. My body fills with anger. I knew he was gonna say some bullshit like this.

"What?! No! What makes you think I'm gonna do what you say?" I yell at him back. "Because I'm the man of this house and you're gonna do what I tell you to, like the submissive little bitch that you are." He says with a cheeky smile. God, he really knows how to piss me off. "Man of the family?" I repeat his words in a joking manner. "You can't even take care of yourself even if your life depended on it." I laugh.

Grayson's smile quickly wiped off his cocky face. Judging by his facial expression, he did not seem too pleased by my joke. Whenever me and him argue, we always try to get the other person more pissed off by saying or doing anything, and it looks like this time I'm winning this argument.

He opens his mouth, ready to say some shit when...

"Babe, what are you doing?" Anna appears out of nowhere. In almost an instant, Grayson immediately changes his attitude when he notices her appearance. "Uh- nothing," he replies. "Jayden has just agreed to leave the house like I asked him to. Right, Jayden?" Grayson says grinding his teeth as he speaks. He turns to me and gives me a threatening stare, basically forcing the words to spew out of my mouth. "Yeah, whatever." I unenthusiastically say, letting out a defeated sigh. "Yay thank you, Jayden! We promise we won't take long." Anna's voice rises with her excitement. I subtly roll my eyes as I walk past the both of them and make my way to my room.

Thankfully, I was already planning to go somewhere tonight. Somewhere I've been meaning to go ever since I came back from the hospital. Besides, I would be in literal hell if I stayed here after 9 and dare to witness whatever Grayson and Anna are planning to do together. So when the clock hit nine, I put on my favorite maroon jacket, stuffed my keys deep in my pocket, and left the house before their fun could begin.

I arrived at the bar. The same bar that I've been going to when I have nowhere else to go. To my surprise, it's oddly comforting in here, besides the loud and drunken men that do nothing all day except yell at a tv screen whenever their favorite soccer team is losing. But even they create a more uplifting atmosphere that couldn't be accomplished if they were missing.

I scan the room in search of one specific rugged, bearded man. The same man that saved my life from my psychotic ex-best friend. My eyes gazed over to the island where we were sitting the night I first met him. Sure enough, he was right there downing a cup of whiskey. Classic Daxon. I sit next to him which he immediately noticed my presence.

"Let me guess, you're here to thank me aren't ya?" He says without even facing me once. His eyes remain focused on the TV screen. "Yeah... and also to apologize," I say, lowering my head in guilt. "I should've listened to you. I just... couldn't believe it was true. Liam always seemed like such an innocent and caring person." I admit. "Yeah well, people aren't always what they seem." Daxon takes another sip of whiskey. "I'm sorry... really." I say with my chin tilted down and my eyes timid puppy eyes looking up at him. "Apology accepted." He says finally turning to me.

I could've easily left the conversation on that happy note, but I still had many more questions. "How did you even know about Liam and who he actually was?" I ask him