Sick.

Chapter 14

Claire's POV:

I woke up startled by a door slamming shut.

"Oops." A man laughs. That's the guy that stopped Jeffrey and I outside the sandwich shop the other day.

 A wave of panic filled me thinking of Jeffrey.

"Where the hell is Jeffrey?" I yell.

"Downstairs." He shrugged, making his way towards his chair and sitting down. We sit in silence for a moment before I finally speak up. "Why are you keeping me up here if your not doing anything to me?" I scoff. He glares at me before answering.

"We're beating the shit out of your partner until we get answers." He smirks. I gasp at his response.

"You stuck up dick! He said he's sorry about your brother so let go." I snap. He glares at me before standing and slapping me across the face. I whimper as I feel the stinging sensation become worse on my left cheek.

"There's still a lot Jeffrey is keeping from you sweetheart." He laughs. I cringe at the nickname.

"What's your name.." I say softly.

"Jax."

"Cool." I shrug, not wanting to spark a conversation with him.

We both jump hearing glass shattering and yelling downstairs.

"Idiots." Jax mutters before stepping out of the room. I try to rip open the tape that's around my hands but its no use. I sigh in defeat and slump my shoulders, letting a tear escape.

"CLAIRE!" Jeffrey yells from the hallways.

"JEFFREY!" I scream. Jeffrey barges in the room and I immediately break into a sob as cuts the tape setting me free. "Its okay baby, I got you." He smiles. I jump in his arms and cry as he whispers sweet nothings into my ear. (Picture above but not how characters look like except Jeffrey. Just the emotion and the hug is what is happening. View cast below.)

"Did he do anything to you?" Jeffrey asks cupping my face.

"Just slapped me but I was being a bit of a smart ass anyways." I smirk.

He gives me a peck on my left cheek before intertwining our hands together. We walk out of the house and we're met with three other guys standing. I panic and hide behind Jeffrey. "Its fine." He chuckles. "Meet Ray, Trace, and Jason." He introduces us. I smile and shake their hands.

"So the people that were asking me questions apparently are dumb asses by letting me borrow their phone. I contacted them and we beat the shit out of all of them. Throwing Jax out in the back." Jeffrey explains.

We all stepped into what I assume was Ray's car, and buckled in.

"Jeffrey, what other things are you keeping from me?" I ask softly.

"What do you mean?"

"Jax said they needed answers, that you haven't told me everything."

"Oh, well, I used to sell drugs two years ago. Jax owes me money but he thinks I gave him the wrong drug. Obviously not because Trace and I looked it over ten times." He sighs.

I nod and rest my head against his shoulder. Feeling sleep take over, but I try to stay awake.

"You can sleep babe." He smiles.

"Where are we?" I whisper to Jason, leaning towards the passenger seat.

"Washington. We're driving back to Seattle." He smiles, showing his bright teeth. I smile in return and felt sleep take over after setting my head back on Jeffrey's shoulder.

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*Morning*

I open my eyes disturbed by sunlight being shown through the curtains. I sit up and notice I'm in a different room, It looked very clean and organized. Pretty fancy and modern.

Jeffrey walks in from what looked like the restroom, wearing nothing but sweat pants. Showing his perfectly toned abs. "Good morning beautiful." He smiles, making his way over to me and pecking my cheek.

"Where are we?" I ask.

"Back in Seattle but I really didn't want to go back to the dorms, so we're in a hotel with the boys for now."

"Wait what about classes? why are we here?"

"Fuck classes, you can take them again. We're here because Jax's friends are after all of us, so we have to sort stuff out or kill them." He explains. I stay stiff and worry about Jeffrey's safety.

"I want to come with you." I demand, standing up and charging for the restroom.

"Woah woah hold up," he grabs my wrist gently spinning me around. "Baby no, you could get shot out there." He explains, worry written all over his face.

"I want to be there with you so that I know your safe. If you leave me here I'll worry every single second and who knows what could cross my mind to attempt out of boredom." I mutter.

"No Claire."

"Please?"

"No."

"Pleeease?"

"No."

"Yes?"

"No."

"PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLE-"

"Your not giving up are you?" Jeffrey laughs, cutting me off.

"Nope." I respond. Popping the "p".

"Alright fine, go get dressed and meet us in the living room." He instructs.

"K, love youuu." I smile sheepishly, carrying out the "u".

"Love you tooo." He mocks grinning. I give him a quick peck before running in the restroom to take a quick shower.

Once I finish, I dress in a black hoodie and black leggings. Along, with black converse.

I place a black beanie on my head leaving my hair naturally straight before running out of the room.

I bump into Jason, almost stumbling back until he catches me by my waist, pulling me towards him.

"Are you alright?" He chuckles.

"Yeah sorry." I smile, pulling away from his awkward embrace.

"Ready to go babe?" Jeffrey asks taking my hand.

I nod in response and walk ahead of him. I turn around to see Jeffrey giving Jacob a death glare before turning back around and pulling me with him.

"What the hell was that glare for?" I crack up once we reach a good distance from Jason.

"He's into you." He replies bluntly.

I scoff and run ahead into the car with the boys. Moments later, Jason comes in.

"You guys ready?" Ray says. We all nod and we speed off into god knows where.