Innocence

Chapter 35

Jax's POV

"No! I don't care Seth! They will not get away with what they didn't do! They didn't do their job! I want them at the fûcking warehouse in one hour! Be there!!" I whisper shouted into the phone.

I clenched my jaw as all I felt was anger.

If Stan and Jake would have stayed in their position, this would've never happened.

The only reason I haven't thrown my phone yet, is because Brooklyn is sleeping in the next room.

Thinking of Brooklyn, I walk quietly into the bedroom she is sleeping in.

I leaned on the doorway of the bedroom door.

All the things she told me flooded my mind as I looked at her peaceful face.

The fact that My Girl was never rightfully loved. All her life it was so unfair for her, but she sucked it up. Then finally having her life turn around, a douche bag had to come into it, and ruin it for her. After being really convinced she loved him, she found him cheating on her...with her own god damn sister. He verbally abused her...for months...and to make matters worse. That mother fûcker touched her. Raped her. He raped my Princess. He broke an already broken person. I will never break her. I will love her rightfully, like she derserves...like she always deserved.

And when I find that prick, he will die. By my own bare hands. He will not touch another finger on her skin as long as I am still breathing. He will be no where near her anymore.

I'm dragged out of my thoughts by a soft whimper.

I scrunch my eyebrows and look up to My Princess.

She stirred in her sleep and had a look of terror on her face.

The fear she had coursing through her veins, had me sad.

I don't want her to be afraid. She is safe with me. She always will be.

With her whimpers getting louder, I quickly jogged over to the bed she was laying on.

Looking down at her body, her legs and arms moved wildy, like she was trying to get away from something.

I put my large hand on the side of her face and rubbed her cheek.

"Princess." I whispered.

She kept moving frantically in her sleep.

Suddenly,

"No! Stop!! I-IM SORRY!" She screamed loudly through the bedroom.

I flinched and looked at her.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and I tried slowly shaking her out of her dream.

"Princess I'm here. I'm here it's just a dream." I cooed to her.

She was so far gone in her dream to hear me. She flailed her arms like crazy and wouldn't stop.

It hurt me to see her like this.

"What is all the scream-" River barged in the door and stopped when he saw Brooklyn's nightmare.

His eyes widened and he freaked out.

"What's wrong with her?!! Shake her!! Jesus you prick, I'll do it!!" River yelled at me as he charged towards Brooklyn's bed. He jumped up and landed, hovering her body.

"BROOKLYN WAKE-" River shook Brooklyn violently before her hand came up into the air, and swung across Rivers face.

My jaw dropped as Rivers face flew to the side of his body, and his body followed as he tumbled to the ground.

My breathing quickened when Brooklyn started screaming bloody murder.

I scrunched up my face as River painfully held his ears.

"Get her to stop!!" He mouthed to me.

I saw the already bright red hand print marked on his cheek.

I saw that she was caught up in the blanket, and I took that as my chance.

I wrapped her tightly in a little burrito, with the blanket being the 'shell'. In the process of doing so, she had scratched my face up, and punched my chest...but..I got her all wrapped up.

I hugged her to my body as I lifted her sleeping body into my lap, and I rocked her back and forth.

"Shhh, Princess. It's me. You're safe. He isn't here, okay baby?" I whispered in her ear.

She whimpered, but settled down at the sound of my voice.

"Wake up okay, just open your eyes. It's just a bad dream. That's all." I cooed into her ear.

Slowly she opened her eyes.

When she made contact with me, she flung herself to me-untangling herself from the blanket.

From the force of her jump, we fell backwards onto the bed and she wrapped her arms around my neck, and lifted her knees to match where my arms would be laying beside me.

I wrapped my arms around her fragile waist and held her as she cried.

"It was just a bad dream. It's okay. You're fine. We're fine." I cooed.

"I am NOT fine!" River yelled holding his cheek.

I glared at him and he just looked at Brooklyn.

"Come on, Sweetheart...where's my Brooklyn? I want strong and funny Brooklyn back....well...the strong Brooklyn is back...definitely" River ended his talk from Brooklyn to himself.

River shook his head, and exited the bedroom while holding his cheek.

I laid like this with Brooklyn snuggled to me until she fell asleep.

I never did this with any girl before...but she's different.

I don't want to mess this up.

I was comfortable with her snuggled to me...usually, I didn't like it..

But with her...I wanted her to cuddle me, and be next to me...all the fûckin time.

I smiled and tightened my grip on her waist.

I want her to be safe, I want to protect her. She is mine.

I'm never letting her go.

A/n: I didn't really want to write a different POV...but I think in this situation...it was highly needed. This POV was written, to show how Brooklyn acted during her nightmare, and what/how Jax thinks In that head of his. It seems to me that he has the feels for Brooklyn, and pretty hard if I may add.