My phone rang annoyingly, as I reached around for it on the cold glass nightstand resting next to the sleek black bed. Last night, I had texted Jay telling him that I found a safe house, and he had reluctantly allowed me to stay here for a while. My hand finally clasped around the familiar metal, and I pressed the green button swiftly, momentarily scanning the screen to recognize Jax's number.
"What the fuck do you want?" I snapped, sitting upright, my sheets rustling around me.
"They're going to kill Jay," Jax quickly rushed out, causing my eyes to widen in surprise.
He had been seen with me, so now they wanted to kill him?
They had wanted to ruin me.
Jax wanted to ruin me.
"Why are you telling me this?" I asked him, confusion flitting through my features, as I jumped out of my bed, pulling on a pair of pants. I ran down the stairs, grabbing two guns and a knife, and stepped out of my apartment door.
"I don't know. But they're doing it at the factory," he explained, hanging up the phone abruptly. I glanced at it in confusion, before realizing it might be a trap.
I didn't have a choice, though.
I would do anything for Jay.
Even if it killed me.
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Bloody Hearts ✔️
Teen FictionShe's been raised to be heartless. He's been raised to be ruthless. She feels trapped. He feels tied down. She is broken. He is bloody. They aren't perfect. They're beautiful. - - Adrianna has been leading the "Black Cobra" gang since her fa...
