The Big Bad Wolves Weakness.

Chapter 25: Rose

Authors Note:

Hey everyone, I know It has been about a decade since I have written but, I have just been exceptionally busy as I have just started working fulltime and, don't have a lot of time to work. As per usual none of my work has been edited yet so sorry for any mistakes. This chapter is a bit slow and isn't the most interesting so I do apologize. Take care everyone.

Chapter 25: Rose

Jocelyn's P.O.V.

"Please!"

"No"

"Please!"

" Jocelyn, I SAID NO!"

"Drake Please just let me talk to them.  They are worried about me." I plead, making sure to give him my best set of puppy dog eyes.

I continue blinking and sticking out my bottom lip. I can tell that this is having an effect on him, just like it always does.

If I know he won't let me do something or I really want something this is the approach I take and he falls for it every time. Well almost every time. If it worked every time he would have let me leave and never come back a long time ago.

"Drake, she is playing you again with those adorable puppy dog eyes."

I groan at the sound of the unwelcomed voice.

"This has nothing to do with you Cyrus, I was just talking to Drake so can you like shoo!" I say, moving my hands in a shoo motion.

Cyrus simply smirks before coming over and lifting me up of the ground and sitting my firmly on his lap.

I wiggle and squirm but, all that seems to do is excite him. I can feel his excitement pressing rock hard against my ass.

"Cyrus." I whine only making him and Drake laugh.

"Keep begging baby, I love it."

I feel something wet flick inside my ear and I cringe. The bastard licked me! And now he is sitting there laughing at me. Stupid fucker.

"Now back to the issue at hand. You are not now nor are you ever going to talk to the Sullivan's again. I don't care if Drake is a pushover and says yes. The answer is now and always will be NO!" Cyrus hisses.

Who the fuck does he think he is to come I and ruin my chances of possible freedom? Cyrus is the biggest buzzkill. I am literally not allowed to do anything.

I can't go outside on my own, I can't listen to certain music if it has swearing, I can't watch violent movies or play violent video games I am not allowed to talk to my new bodyguard.

The boys have major issues with the guards, especially since the whole Andrew kissing me situation. Speaking of Andrew he has mysteriously disappeared.

The boys claim that they have not killed him! Because I may have been a little concerned for a while there.

On another note there is one thing that I am allowed to do is.... Go to counselling!!

Yep you guessed it, the boys have signed me up for counselling to deal with my issues. It's been almost a month now and I have managed to skip every session and lie to the boys about it.

That was until last week when my new counsellor snitched on me! Now one of the boys will escort me to my sessions and pick me up from them. I have a feeling I am not going to like this counsellor.

Speaking of counselling I am heading there any minute now with my favourite person in the world. Yep you guessed it....... Cyrus. Or better known as my parole officer.