Toxic Love

Man on a mission

Music was pounding out of the speakers, it was so loud my body was vibrating with the base. I could see the "party" happening from where we stood. Party was not the word, it was more like a rave. Sweaty and messy bodies were all over the place, dancing and bouncing off each other. Luckily the room appeared to be a huge reception room of sorts, maybe two knocked into one. There was a dj in a make shift booth and the atmosphere was alive. I couldn't wait to party.

Me and Jax we're in the queue for the tuck shop and even though after taking up my new job role I'd decided no more drugs, I'd talked myself into allowing myself this last party sesh. I wouldn't go mad and only for 2 nights, I'd give it a rest the last night, ready to go home and back to work the following day. I was buzzing and I hadn't even had anything yet, we deserved this, to just let loose and enjoy each other. I glanced up at Jax, he was quiet. Thinking about it he'd been quiet since we got out of our room. He's probably worrying about me I think to myself. I grab his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze. He looks down at me and smiles, it doesn't quite meet his eyes though.

Just when I think we're gonna be here all night, Loz walks past, noticing us he stops and motions us to follow him.

"Vips don't wait in queue guys" he states smirking " Jax ur family you know that".

Jax just shrugs in return, I wonder what's up with him.

"Thank you Loz" I say trying to make up for Jax's strange mood. I follow behind Loz into a room and see little tables set up with all sorts of drugs and paraphernalia, people sat on little stools behind the tables waiting to help. I turn back to look at Jax with a wtf grin, he gives me a small smile back and I try and work out what's going on with him. Taking him in I notice he looks pale and has a sweaty face, maybe he's coming down with something.

My thoughts are interrupted when Loz gestures us forward. "These are our guests Mick" he says to one of the stool guys. "Anything they want is on the house, anything at all" he states firmly giving us both a wide grin before telling us he's going to find mark and he will catch up with us later.

Mick looks up with a grin and I watch his beady little eyes hungrily take in my body. Feeling flustered I look down I'm wearing some skinny joggers and a skimpy crop top, maybe I'm showing too much skin. Feeling a little unsure about Micks eye raping, I go to turn just as I feel a pair of arms around my waist. I instantly relax knowing its Jax.

"Mick is it?" Jax asks stepping in front of me protectively. "Keep your eyes to yourself you dirty old man or I'll make sure you can't ever look at anything again" Jax sneers down at him, whilst still holding me behind his arm in a protective way.

Mick just nods and looks at the floor. "We're have 5 grams of speed and a packet of rizla" Jax demands, clearly pissed off with Micks behaviour. Mick quickly sees to our order and I sigh with relief as he hands it to Jax and we make our way back out the room.

Once outside Jax pulls me in to a big hug and I suddenly feel so far away from home and the others. It feels weird not seeing T and Jess and I'm really missing them. As if sensing my torment Jax brings my chin up so I'm looking at him.

"I've got you Ems nothing bad will happen, I promise" I smile and squeeze him tight.

"Come on badass, let's go party" I say expectantly.

Just before we walk off Jax says he needs to go back in, he forgot some vallium to help him through the comedown, I wait outside, purposely avoiding any contact with creepy Mick. Jax takes longer than I expect him too but the massive grin on his face makes up for it. I pretend to not notice his bloody knuckles, looks like Mick needed another lesson. I'm just glad Jax has snapped out of whatever was up. Time to party.