𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 || 𝙘. 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨

nine

while everyone was at karaoke, colt and jaylee were talking to alma, well, jaylee was. colt was talking to the dog she was with.

"so alma how are you?" jaylee had asked, to which alma just shook her head with a smile.

"not great jay, i'm pretty sure the movies going to get shut down before we get the last stunt completed." she said with sorrow creeping up on her.

colt was preoccupied with jeanclaude. talking to him and petting him before turning to alma, "sorry his commands are in french." he said with a smile

"colt i think she already knows that. she's the one watching him."

"she's right, i know."

"i worked with him on a movie, can't believe you still have him." colt said with a shit eating grin on his face, he must be a dog person, jaylee thought.

"more of a party trick. he also has a command to bite someone in the balls." alma said with a sickly sweet smile.

"ooooh what do you have to say?" jaylee asked reciprocating the same grin.

"attaque"

jaylee, with a smile, pointed at colt, "jeanclaude attaque!"

"no, no, no attaque!"

alma and jaylee were cackling as colt backed away from the dog.

"alma right?"

"dude were you not paying attention?" jaylee asked with her hands on her hips.

"i'm colt, colt seavers." he continued giving jaylee a pointed look.

"yeah, i know who you are." alma was looking at jaylee with furrowed brows, as if to say 'does he think i'm stupid?' jaylee just shrugged.

"hey alma we do have a question though, it's about tom." jaylee said.

"okay yeah, what is it?" she asked curiously.

"when was the last time you saw him?" colt butted in.

"the last time i saw ryder, he was in a drug induced shirtless shitshow with henry."

jaylee shot her head towards colt, pulling him down slightly to whisper in his ear, "that's who was in the bath tub!"

"gail called me in a panic, tom had lost his phone again. so i found the phone, the one that dressler, ryder's creepy security goon,  had just called me about."

"alma do you have the phone on you?" jaylee asked.

" yeah, but whatever's on this phone is a bazooka that can blow a movie star sized hole through someone's career." she said "i'm willing to give this to somebody for the right price."

"what do you want?" colt asked.

"a producer credit"

"on metalstorm?" he asked

"look, i need career protection, okay?" she reasoned, "or i'm burning myself with this." she finished holding up the phone.

"i'm just a stunt guy" colt said, "what am i supposed to do about it?"

jaylee coughed and alma smiled.

"you're a stunt guy who seems to be really close to the directors sister."

jaylee smiled and nodded her head, "i'll see what i can do alma."

"we don't have the passcode." colt said

"just figure it out, okay, stuntman, or maybe you're stuntwoman can help? i don't care, just find ryder." alma said

colts heart skipped a beat, his stunt woman?

he turned and looked at jaylee who was focused on alma with a serious face before quickly turning away.

"i'm gonna need you to sign an nda. as you know, nothing in this industry—" colt cut alma off

"we don't have time for an nda. we got to go, we're late for karaoke."

as colt walked off a man in a truck grabbed alma, colt and jaylee obviously chased after them.

"jeanclaude!" colt had called, the dog now also following the truck.

when colt and jaylee caught up to the truck a guy in the back tried throwing them off to no avail.

"attaque!" jaylee yelled.

jeanclaude jumped onto the truck and grabbed onto the man's testicles, making him scream in pain.

"who are you working for, where's ryder?!" colt asked the man once jaylee had gotten a hold of him.

the man quickly reversed the rolls and held jaylee in a head lock, squeezing the air out of her.

"where's the phone?! i need that video!" he asked

"wow he didn't tell you?" colt asked, then loud thuds were heard from the front seats "jeanclaude!"

jean claude jumped into the truck slightly distracting the man holding jaylee, giving colt the perfect moment to attack.

the back of the truck started to turn as the driver struggled with jeanclaude.

colt grabbed the man holding jaylee and flipped him off of her.

the man fell out of the truck and alma and colt squeezed into the truck, jaylee having to basically sit on colts lap to give alma enough room.

"are you guys okay?" jaylee asked

"yeah i'm fine. alma?"

"yeah i'm good. jaylee?"

"oh i'm just absolutely peachy."

the truck was about to crash making alma and jaylee scream at colt who was driving.

"brake!"

"i can't, there's something stuck!"

jeanclaude was on top of alma, making jaylee unbuckle her so she could buckle him and alma together in the seat quickly.

she got on the floorboards and yanked a hydroflask out from under the petal.

holding onto the seat in front of her jaylee screamed, "now!"

the truck quickly jolted forward causing jaylee to hit her head and groan as they came to a stop.

colt yanked her up into the seat grabbing her face, "are you okay?" he asked as he examined her head.

"i'm fine colt. don't worry." she said gently setting her hand on his chest.

alma cleared her throat, "thank you." she said looking at the two. "i'm going to go now, there's still a bunch of stuff that needs done for ryder." she then took her leave.

jaylee was still basically in colt lap, so she got up and wrapped her legs around him in the confined space before wrapping him in her arms.

"don't you ever fucking scare me like that."

"hey it's not my fault they tried to kill us!"

jaylee pulled away putting both her hands on the side of his face before crashing they're lips together.

both of them felt a tingling sensation in they're stomachs. her lips were soft on his as they moved in sync.

colt could finally place the feeling he felt for jaylee into a category.

love.

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dun dunn dunnn

last chap for like 2 weeks maybe more?

i still have yet to write and ending so it'll be a little bit bc i want it to be satisfactory, what do yall wanna happen?

love ya 🫶🏻