✓ | Restrictions

Chapter Eight

"He has very serious injuries but I'm sure he'll be fine. He did a brave thing back there, he took the hit for you"

I nodded, on the edge of tears as I waited outside the door.

"Can I?"

She nodded. "He's awake, go right in"

I gulped, gripping onto the door handle. I pushed it down and opened the door, Jay's eyes landed on me. He instantly smiled.

"Are you alright?"

I broke into tears, dropping next to his bed. He quickly sat up, even if it hurt.

"It's my fault, you were pissed because of me. You were hurt because-"

"I did that on my own," He interfered. "I could've been calm and drove slowly, but I didn't. I decided to be a pissed bitch, it's my fault we got into the accident"

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5 weeks later...

"I'm brand new," Jay smiled successfully, finally being able to walk after five weeks of sitting in a wheelchair. "I can finally fuck you in peace!"

I hit his arm playfully, smiling slightly as he wrapped his arms around my waist. He pulled me closer to him, breathing me in as the light of the TV was the only thing illuminating the dark room of his apartment.

"How's your aunt?"

I shrugged. "She's been working a lot, she's hardly at home anymore"

"You might as well move in with me, get married"

My face drained from color. "Jay, you know we can't-"

"I know, I know. It's illegal for us to be together"

"Jay, it's a fucking fourteen year difference"

"Thirteen soon" he smiled.

"You remembered?"

"Of course I did, how could I forget my little mami's birthday?" He smirked

"Since when did you speak spanish?"

"I googled it, I thought you might as well teach me spanish and I could teach you Korean"

"That sounds lit," I nodded. "Deal"

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"Gra-cias?"

"Gracias" i laughed.

"Gracias" Jay spoke with a big mouth, opening and closing as he read the little paper I had given him.

"Ok ok, here. Let me teach you now," He smiled as he used a pencil to write something in the back of the paper.

Some Korean word I didn't know shit to pronounce.

"It's just sticks," I rolled my eyes. "Tell me how to pronounce it"

"Saranghae" He said with a smile.

"saran- what"

"Saranghae" He pronounced slowly.

"Saranghae" I repeated. "What does that mean?"

"I love you," He smiled sweetly.

"Cheesy," I cringed before looking back at the tv on some novela I put on.

"Then I won't say it again" He looked away with a frown.

I laughed before jumping on his lap.
"You're so cute"