Biker Boys

twenty three.

"Stay here tonight," Jax whispered, his fingers lightly trailing over my bare arm.

I smiled and kissed his chest where my head currently laid, "I can't, I'm having dinner with Jase and I have school tomorrow, I should go soon anyways." I said quietly, loving the feeling of his fingers on my skin.

"I can take you to school tomorrow, drop you off with a long kiss." He said slowly, fingers now playing with the ends of my hair.

I giggled and turned so I was laying on my stomach facing him, "As hard as it is to turn that down, I really need to be with Jase for a while, he's acting like he's fine, but I can see how much he's struggling, he needs me." and I needed him.

"I know, be there for him, you know where ill be" he smiled, pressing his lips to my forehead.

"Yes I do, and I will definitely be back." I winked before rolling over and sitting up at the side of the bed, reaching on the floor for my clothes, then quickly throwing them on and standing up. "I'll stop by tomorrow," I smiled, slipping on my converse, "I love you..." I said more quietly, but he heard.

"I love you too, babe."

"Just in time, I was about to start this without you," I walked into my room to see Jase sitting on the bed with the box of pizza and my laptop.

"How dare you," I joked, pulling off his sweater and dropping it on the desk chair, then laying down beside him and grabbing a slice of pizza. "Start the show," I said with a mouthful, wanting to watch the next episode of the Simpsons.

I lit the joint and puffed on it, not being able to sleep because I was thinking about what Juice's funeral would be like, and it tore me up inside still knowing I wouldn't see him again, I wouldn't hear his stupid jokes that always made me laugh, we wouldn't stay up having our deep conversations, because he was dead.

After a couple minutes I had finished the joint and I was as high as I kite, not knowing what to do next I pulled out my phone and called Jax. "Hello?" he answered

"Hey," I said slowly, "Can you come by?"

"Everything okay?" he asked, and I could hear keys in the background,

I looked down at my bare feet, "I need a distraction."

The van pulled up and I walked barefoot over to it, opening the side door and sitting down in the back, "What are you doing?" he asked, amused

"Come here," he nodded, slipping out of the seat and beside me,

"What's goin on babe?" he asked, but I said nothing. Instead I crashed my lips on his and pulled him so I was laying on the cold floor of the van with him on top of me.

I stripped of my clothes quickly, wanting to not waste a second of this bliss with Jax. He seemed hesitant, but I didn't care, I only wanted this distraction, I needed it.

As I pulled down his pants and positioned him, he tried to get something out but I slammed my lips harder on his, stopping him from speaking, and he seemed to have gotten the hint, because he slammed into me so hard I could feel the van shake slightly.

I moaned out as I gripped onto his skin harshly as he thrusted roughly into me, almost as if he was letting out his frustration as well, and I wasn't complaining.

I jumped out of the van with a satisfying soreness in my legs, but the pain I had successfully distracted myself from for the past hour had flooded its way back into my head, and I wanted nothing else but to run away from it. "Robin!" he said and I turned around to face him,