Guns & Roses

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Azalea's POV

I awoke to the sound of something crashing downstairs and I groaned, rolling over and pulling the pillow over my head. I don't know what Jason's doing but I don't want to know. “Oh kitten, come downstairs.” His voice called from downstairs and I groaned. What the hell is he up to now? I slipped out of bed and wrapped the small blanket that sat on the foot of the bed around my body. It's freezing in this freaking house.

I walked silently down the stairs and walked into the living room. Jason stood in front of me with a huge grin on his face. “Jason? What are you doing?” I asked tilting my head to the side in curiosity.

“Well I've never fully introduced you to the rest of our family.” He said the smile on his face wide.

Our family? We have a family? What the fuck? “Jason, what are you talking about?” I asked hesitantly.

“Follow me and I'll show you.” He said grabbing my hand and leading me down a hall. I haven't had a chance to look around the massive house but the parts I have been in are gorgeous. Half expecting to find some hoes chained to the wall I followed him to the end of the hall to the last door. He opened the door and three German Shepherds greeted him excitedly. “Azalea, this is Killer, Striker, and Machete.”

“Those are adorable names.” I said sarcastically bending down to scratch the smaller one- Killer- on the head. He wagged his tail happily and he didn't look like a killer to me but when people see me they don't expect me to be a killer either. Looks can be deceiving. Machete was the bigger and more intimidating one but I can guarantee he's the one that wouldn't hurt a fly.

Jason chuckled and said, “Kitten, play nice or you won't get you surprise.” I looked at him and raised my eyebrow at him, tilting my head to the side in curiosity. “Go get dressed and we can go get some breakfast, and then go get your present.”

I nodded and ran upstairs to the bedroom excited to see what Jason had in store. What can I say? I like presents. I picked out a pair of white high waisted shorts with a red crop top. I dressed and slipped on a pair of black studded sandals. I pulled my hair into a messy bun and put on a touch of make-up. I walked downstairs to see Jason playing with Striker and Killer laid lazily on the couch, Machete laid at Jason's feet.

“Ready?” I asked when I reached the bottom of the stairs. He nodded and lead the dogs outside to the backyard. He walked back in fixing one of his chains and I couldn't help but stare at how good looking he was. He's extremely sexy and jus-

“Like what you see?” Jason said smirking at me and I rolled my eyes. I followed him into the garage and he decided to take the Ducati. I climbed on the back of Jason and he started the bike, it sounded like music to my ears. “Hold on.” He said over the sound of the engine and he zoomed out of the garage. At one point my ponytail fell out of my hair and now my hair flew behind me.

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We pulled in front of a cute little diner and Jason helped me off the bike even though I didn't need it. He used one of his hands to pull my hip against him and he used the other to run this fingers through my hair. He leaned in gently but passionately pressing his lips to mine and I moved mine along with his. We pulled away to take a breath and he smirked at me. “Let's go, kitten.” He said intertwining our fingers. There seemed to be some type of electricity between us.

It felt nice to have Jason holding my hand, I felt safe in his presence despite our moments. Wait what? Snap out of it Azalea, you're getting too comfortable around him. Don't forget the moment you can you're going to escape. The sound of a bell ringing above our heads broke me out of my thoughts and I returned Jason's smile.

“How many?” The host asked.

“Two.” Jason answered and the waiter gathered two menus. We followed him to a booth in the back of the restaurant and I sat across from Jason in the booth.

“What can I get you guys to drink?” The waiter asked.

“I'll have a coke.” I said and gave the waiter a small smile. He returned it and winked at me before turning to get Jason's drink order.

The waiter walked away and returned a few minutes later with our drinks. He placed mine in front of me before leaning forward and whispering, “Call me if you want a good time.” He slipped a napkin with a number written across it towards me. I wanted to laugh, the nerve. Jason's jaw was clenched and he looked like he wanted to kill the guy. The guy took our food orders and disappeared in the back.

“What the fuck?” Jason asked looking at me.

I laughed and said, “I can handle this. Scott and I are going to have some fun in a few minutes.” I winked at Jason who gave me a confused look. Our waiter returned for 'refills' and I winked at him, motioning for him to come here so I could whisper in his ear. “Meet me in the girl's bathroom.” He nodded furiously before rushing off.

“What the hell?” Jason asked his face blazing with anger.

I put my hand on top of his and said, “I need your knife.” He finally caught on and smirked at me. Idiot. He pulled his pocket knife out of his pocket and handed it to me. “See you in a few.” I said winking at him before sauntering towards the girl's bathroom.

I walked into the bathroom and looked under the stalls until I saw Scott's feet. “Open up.” I purred tapping on the door lightly. He unlocked the door and looked at me with lustful eyes. Ew. “Ready for some fun?” I asked.

He nodded and said, “I can make you feel like a woman.” I narrowed my eyes at him and laughed.

“Really can you? Too bad that's not why I'm here. Close your eyes and you're going to feel real good.” I purred placing my hand on his chest and pushing him against the wall. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, I took the knife out of my pocket. I held it against his throat and he immediately opened his eyes.

“W-what are you doing?” He asked his eyes full of fear.

“Scott, I think you owe my date out there an apology. What you did was rather rude and I would hate for him to get a hold of you because he doesn't have any mercy.” I chastised and his eyes widened. “Are we going to be a good boy and apologize to my friend?” He nodded furiously and I smiled.

I let him off the wall and placed the knife in my pocket. I ushered him out the stall and out the bathroom. We walked to the booth where Jason sat playing Flappy Bird on his phone. I swear he's so lame sometimes. “Hey kitten, is everything alright?” He asked putting his phone down and eying Scott who looked like he was about to pee his pants.

“Everything is peachy, there's something Scott here needs to talk to you about.” I said sitting down across from Jason. He looked at Scott expectantly.

Scott scratched the back of his neck nervously before saying, “I'm sorry for being rude.” I nodded that Scott could go back to doing his job. See sometimes all it takes is a little blunt force and some rationality. Perhaps Scott has learned from this experience.

Jason laughed. “What the hell? I swear sometimes you confuse me.” He said shaking his head.