"Yeah, Yeah," he said, "listen to me. You stay the fuck away from him. If he tries to talk to you, run. If he touches you, you tell me and I'll take care of the shit. You got it."
"I guess," I said, "but why?"
"Don't ask," he told me.
"Okay here are...
We wait outside the door. I am so nervous. I haven't seen these people since I was eight years old. Sure, a few of them visited while Jake was coming home from the academy, but I really didn't talk to Jake or them. I couldn't even tell you their last names. I look at my nails trying to distract myself while hoping the ground takes mercy in me and sucks me in. It didn't. After some intense seconds, I can tell you my nails are painted a matte black color. God, I hate anything glittery or shiny; I swear. That's why everything of mine is matte. I relive in my head how much my life has changed since Jake left and now came back. I don't even know if it's a good or bad thing what happened. Maybe you would say my life took a turn for the worst, but at least I found people and created relationships that wouldn't end. Then again; who knows what could happen. At one point of my life, I thought Jake was on my side and wouldn't leave me; boy, I was wrong. And what's even worse is while I was suffering and despising him with all my being, I don't even think he noticed or even made a effort to change. I guess if you want to be strong; you have to stand alone. That's one thing I've learned since Jake took off and left my family and I behind. And yes, it is my family; not our family not that's there's much left of it.
"Hey you guys," I hear a voice say. I look up and see Jax. Jax has dark brown hair and intense brown eyes you can almost feel when they're looking at you. He is twenty four and an police officer like Jake. Jake and him were actually partners during their training at the academy, and they usually work together on random cases; no big cases as far as I know.
"Can we come in?" I ask breaking up the awkward stare down we were all a part of. Jax looks taken back by my rudeness but still holds a steady expression. Although, Jake looks like Anger from Inside Out with the intense flames burning off his head and out of his ears.
"He can; you can once you apologize," Jax said smartly. I roll my eyes. I look to my left and see a cute guy. Brown hair, hazel eyes, pale skin; I scan him up and down liking what I see especially because it'll most likely piss off Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum. I notice has gorgeous tattoos littering his body, and he was washing his BMW S1000XR motorcycle.
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He was hot as fuck. Maybe I should've said that out loud.
"Whatever, I'm sure Mr. Gorgeous over there will take me in," I exclaim smirking. Now it was Jax's turn to look like Anger from Inside Out. He grabs my bicep and drags me inside. Once we were in the living room, he shoved me on the couch and towers over me with his 6' 4" frame.
"Ow, I'm pretty sure that counts as abuse," I yell outraged with how he just manhandled me. It brings back some bad memories I have pushed to back if my mind.
"Maybe in Australia," Jax tells me smartly trying to trick me. I know my rights in every country.
"In the U.S too," I inform him, "you know; I'm not how to feel about a law enforcement officer not upholding or acknowledging the laws of his own country. Maybe I need to speak to someone about this obstruction of justice committed by a working officer."
"Yeah, Yeah you do that," he says ignoring my threat, "Listen to me. You stay the fuck away from him. If he tries to talk to you, run. If he touches you, you tell me and I'll take care of the shit. You got it." Damn, that went from zero to one hundred really fast. It made my head spin a little bit.
"I guess, but why?" I inquire wondering why this guy seems so untouchable in Jax's mind. Is he like actually dangerous or is Jax just over reacting?
"Don't ask," he orders not even giving me any information. Okay, here's it straight up.
"Okay here are your options," I tell him," you either tell me why or I'll hang out with him until I figure out what's wrong with him."
"If you talk to him, I swear to god you will never see another device in your life and you will never leave your room. Do you understand," Jax growls at me. I'll admit, I was scared shitless. I nod just to satisfy him and get him off my back.
"Okay, go choose your room, we have twelve left," he told me. Well okay?
