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Jax imagine- Scars

You had been having a great time when he found out.

Jax had taken you to the local arcade, and you were playing skee ball together. You had dressed up specially for the occasion, and were covering your scars with a multitude of colorful bracelets.

"I am sooo going to win" Jax says, launching another ball into the 100 slot. He pumps his fists.

You frown as your ball sails into the 25 point slot. There's no way you can beat him now. Game over flashes in the screen above, and tickets start flowing out of the machine. You get 10, he gets 15.

"Great, we should be able to get.....maybe a pencil or something." He says, chuckling. You laugh and skip over to the prize counter, him following behind you.

You scan your eyes over the prizes, taking in each of their prices. Your eyes snag on a colorful bracelet, one that would be great for hiding your scars. "Can I have your tickets?" You ask Jax, batting your eyelashes. He laughs "Sure babe, knock yourself out"
The bored worker behind the counter looks at you expectantly. "I'll take that bracelet over there"

As she retrieves the bracelet, you place the tickets on the counter, your bracelets shift on your arm and you catch a glimpse of your scars. You quickly fix them, glancing at Jax from the corner of your eye. He rocks back and forth on his feet, like he can't stay still.

"Here you go" says the worker, handing you the bracelet and scooping up the tickets. "Thanks" you reply, turning around to leave. Jax grabs your arm gently and steers you out of the arcade. "Where are we going?" You ask curiously. He looks sad and even a little bit angry. "I need to talk to you for a second".

He pulls you to a quiet area that usually reserved for parties and stops you there, taking your arm in his hand and pulling up the bracelets. Your heart pounds, and tears rush to your eyes. "What are these?" He asks. You've never heard him this angry.

"I think you already know" you sob, ripping your arm from his grasp and covering your face with your hands. You've never been more ashamed of yourself.
"Oh y/n..." Jax sighs, pulling you into a hug. You sob into his chest, wetting his shirt , but you don't really care. He rubs your back soothingly "why do you do it y/n? Why?"

You pull away from him and brush your fingers over the scars. "I-I don't even know why I even started doing it. It's a dumb thing to do I know, but how matter how much I try to stop, I just can't. It's a part of me now" you say, looking at him nervously. He's probably never going to talk to you again after this. Yet again you've lost someone because of it.

You look down at your shoes, tears streaming down your cheeks. You watch as the tears fall on the toe of your sneakers. "Y/n, look at me." He says, taking your chin in his hand and bringing it up to look him in the eyes.

" I don't know why you're doing this, but no matter what, I want you to know that you're beautiful, inside and out. I want you to know that you're the first thing I think of every single day and the last thing I think of before I go to bed. Every time you smile, it makes my heart leap. I don't know what you're going through, but I want you to know you can always, ALWAYS come and talk to me. I'll be here for you no matter what."

You choke out another sob and leap into his arms, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck, hugging him with all you've got. "Thank you. Thank you for accepting me. Thank you for not running from me, or lecturing me, or getting angry. I was so scared you'd think less of me for this, and you've surprised me yet again. I love you Jax, like really really love you" you cry into his shoulder.

"I love you too y/n. Always"

I am so sorry I took so long with this request! Teachers in my school have been going HAM with the tests lately. It's not that great, but I hope you enjoyed it!
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