Biker Boys

eight.

is this the real life, is this just fantasy?

caught in a land slide, no escape from reality

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I woke up suddenly to my phone ringing. I looked around the room to see it was empty... wheres Jason? "Hello?" I answered rubbing my eyes, and looking down to my hand covered in black eyeliner and eye shadow. "Shit." I whispered

"Babe? You alright?" I smiled at the sound of Jax's voice

Biting my lip and looking down "Now I am." I said in a flirty tone, still slightly drunk.

I could hear his laugh on the other end "Are you sure... I mean I can come and pick you up if you are feeling a little down?" he said in an even sexier voice.

"As much as it kills me to turn down that offer, I'm going to spend the day with Jase. And with this aching head ache I don't really want to be in any close distance to the sun." I said silently thanking Jase for closing the blinds.

"That's cool babe, I'll pick you up later tonight if that's good?"

I smiled, "that's great."

After the short call I made my way slowly down the stairs. Everyone I could see was gone. "You kicked everyone out already?" I giggled down at Jason.

"Great timing, I just made coffee, and yeah I don't need a hundred hungover bitches whining all day, I got my cop cousin to do me a favor after he asked me one a couple months ago, so he came and cleared everyone in less than 30 minutes, it was crazy." he laughed to himself, "Oh and I hired a couple cleaners to come and they should be here in..." he looked down at his black Rolex "about 15 minutes. Wanna go get something to eat?"

I looked at him in disgust.. "You mean... out there? In the sun? where I will want to smash my head off the pavement? Where I will-"

He cut me off, "Calm down you little princess, we are taking the Suv, my dad leaves the keys in the garage." I looked at him weirdly, why would the Suv be different from his Mercedes? "Black tints, remember?" he laughed. I silently prayed, at this moment it felt as if I'd never been this thankful.

I made my way down the stairs and took a good look at the living room. There was throw up on the floor beside the couch, something that broke and shattered, and feathers from the now torn couch. "What about the couch?" I asked.

He smirked at me "I've got all this ready, I sent pictures of everything in the room and found out which place has the same things so I could replaced them. The couch is available at some place out of town, but will get here before my parents are home. Ive got this, plus if it doesnt work out, gives my parents a reason to actually see me," he breathed out, "Even if they will be screaming at me the whole time."

i bit my lip and walked over to the coffee that was waiting for me, and then made my way to the door that led to the garage.

Jase followed me and grabbed the keys, unlocking it so I could get in and then getting in himself.

We went through the drive through and were now eating in the car. "This is fucking amazing" he said biting through the large burger. I nodded in agreement while sipping my drink. "Want a little something to spice up your drink?" he asked with a mouthful of food. I raised my brow at him.

"What do you mean?" I said rubbing my temples... my head was killing me, but these greasy fries and burger certainly helped. I watched as he pulled out a small bottle of vodka from the glove compartment