Monster

Timber

~Jason's POV~ 

I watch as Jaira leaves, my head in my hands as I sit on my front porch. I have the urge to smoke, so bad, but I'm trying to stop. I know it's not good for me, just like I know this stupid fucking job isn't good for me either, but yet, here I am still doing what I'm supposed to so that I can live. After this, I'm done and I mean that. It was fun at first, but now, I just want out and to disappear. 

After I sit with my thoughts for a few more minutes, I remember that bitch is upstairs and I get up and go back up the my room. When I get to my room, I see her going through my draws, trying to find something. 

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I lower my voice, knowing she gets scared easily 

"J...jason, hi." she slams my draw shut "N...nothing, I wasn't doing anything. I promise. I was just leaving. I'll see you at school though" she grabs her bag and starts to leave, but before she can, I grab her arm and pull her back to me, looking down at her 

"What do you mean you'll see me at school? You don't go to my school" 

"I do now, I need to keep an eye on you, making sure you're doing what your supposed to be doing, just checking on the status of things" 

"Don't you dare go near anything that has to do with me" I push her against the wall 

"J...Jason, i...it's not personal... I j...just..."

"Don't go near anything that has to do with me!" I wrap my hand around her neck and start to choke her. She gasps her air, gripping my arm, trying to get me to let her go, not a chance. She's not going to fuck up anything that I have going on right now 

Might as well let her, you're already fucking it up. 

I swear, I hate that voice in the back of my head. I squeeze hard for a few seconds before letting her go, watching her slide down my wall, gasping for air and holding her neck as tears prickle her eyes, I kneel down to her 

"Keep your fucking nose out my business, I might not let go next time. Now get out" I get up and grab my car keys, when I turn around she's long gone. Just how I wanted it, but now I need to go relax, and I know exactly where I'm going. 

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~Jaira's POV~ 

Before I even got to Chris' house, I fell asleep in his car. When I woke up, I was laying in his bed but he was nowhere to be found. I get up and leave his room, not only am I still tired, but I'm confused and I have no idea how to maneuver around his apartment. 

"C...Chris?" As I speak, I yawn and run my eyes 

"Coming" I wait by his doorway, not wanting to move. Before I know it, he's in front of me and kissing me on the forehead "Are you ok? You want something to eat or drink? You've been sleeping for awhile now" 

"How long have I been asleep?" 

"For about two or three hours. I carried you up here and laid you in my bed, then I started working on some stuff I had to finish up for work" As he speaks, I just nod, allowing him to grab my hand and pull me into his living room. 

"I'm hungry..." I pout, still pretty tired, for whatever reason I don't know 

"Ok, I got some pizza and  stuff. All i need to do is heat it up for you. Ok?" I nod and go sit on his couch and drape a blanket over me as I hear him moving things around, opening and closing his microwave. 

I stop to look around. He has a really nice place, it's pretty clean for a man that lives by himself. I know not all men are gross and unorganized, but most can be, so it's just refreshing to see a clean apartment, or any clean space from a man really.