Jason (bxb) [ON HOLD]

Chapter 4

A/N RANT: I'm sorry I took so long to update. I've been way busy, my brothers were going through withdrawals in rehab, I've been overloaded with exam work, I've been trying to find a place for my brothers' dogs to stay while they are in rehab. Sorry for the rant guys, just had to get it out of my system. Anyways, here it is. REMEMBER TO CORRECT ME IF I MAKE ANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES, THANK YOU.
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Day's POV:

The rest of the day sucked.  It consisted of everyone ignoring my existence and worksheets.  When the bell rang to dismiss our final class, I practically ran to the exit.  When I finally got out of the hell they call school, I made my way towards Jason's car.

When the car came into view, I spotted Jason with his friends. I decided I would wait till they all left before I went over there. People like Jason make me nervous. The super hot, bitchy people that don't give a fuck about anything but sex and looking pretty.

In reality, I knew that wasn't true. I know that when people act like they're the best fucking thing that's ever existed, it's usually because they're fucked up and that's how they deal with it. I was just pissed off cause my sister had her hands all over Jason and she just so happens to be the kind of person I was talking about.

Everyone liked my sister, she actually tried. She tried to fit in when we first got here, where as I never tried. I remember the first night we stayed here, she had to sleep with me because we were both so scared. Our whole lives had consisted of torture. Now, she won't even acknowledge my existence unless it's to break my self esteem.

Everyone here hated me and loved her, including my parents. Well besides Julian, he has always hated my sister.

         Nobody trusted me, to them I was just a volcano.  They were waiting for me to blow.  I understand somewhat though, before I was the guy that didn't fight, I was the guy challenging the alpha, I was the guy that didn't wait a minute before slamming my fist into someone's face if they looked at me the wrong way.  Add the fact that I'm a rogue, then you could see why no one fucking trusted me.

          "Hey world's worst brother, what the fuck are you doing in my way?" I snapped out of my depressing thoughts and looked at my sister.  She was currently glaring at me with her sharp green eyes.  She had her blonde hair up in a bun, so my eyes instantly fell to the family crest dangling just a little passed her collarbone.  I fucking hated that thing.  It was a blue gem cut in the shape of flames that had gold plating surrounding it.  There was an R carved into crest that stood for Reyson. 

         Sadly, we were all required to where the thing.  I usually kept it hidden beneath my shirt just to piss my mom and dad off.

         I looked up into her eyes and smirked, "Sorry".

         She rolled her eyes and purposely bumped into me as she walked to her car.  According to my parents, she could have a car since she actually made them proud.  I couldn't have a car until I proved myself worthy.  Fuck that though.

        When I looked back towards Jason, I saw him staring at me and nobody else was near him, so I started walking towards his car.

        I hopped in the passenger seat and waited for his slow ass to get into the car. I didn't even notice he was in his seat till he put his hand on my face and guided me to look at him.

        He stared into my eyes as he said, "You're way more attractive than your sister," was that supposed to be a compliment?

        I gently took his hand off my face as I wondered why that hurt.  Royal, who was quiet all day, suddenly started whining.  Great, now Jason has gone and upset both of us.

         I looked at him and genuinely smiled, "That's bitchin', my dude,".

        He frowned and pulled out of the parking space.  I zoned out until we got to my house, thinking about food.  Food sounded really fucking good right about now.

        As soon as we pulled into the driveway, I jumped out with a target in mind.  The kitchen.  I heard him following behind me, but I was all too focused on getting some food in my tummy.

        When I got into the kitchen, I started making myself a turkey sandwich while Jason stood next to me.  He was watching me as I put slices of turkey on the bread and I blushed under his stare.  For being 6 foot, muscular and having what most people described as a "scary" aura, I sure do blush a lot.

I walked out to the living room and plopped down on the couch and Jason sat across from me.

"Let's talk. Do you want to go first or would you rather I take the first jump?" I said. I didn't feel shy or anxious around Jason and that made me feel safe enough to talk about my feelings. Even if he is a dick and a half, I still trusted him due to the mate bond.

"I didn't mean to insult you when I said you were more attractive than your sister. I said it out of surprise. I've never thought of a guy the way I think of you and that fucking terrifies me. Am I gay because I want to fuck you but I also want to see you smile at me. I want to hear your laugh all the fucking time. I want you to look at me like I mean something to you, does that make me gay?" He sounded confused and exhausted.

"No, it doesn't make you gay. There's bisexual, demisexual, pansexual, and other sexualities that you possibly could identify yourself as. Also I could be the only guy you feel this way for, ever. Sexuality is very complex and differs from person to person. You could just say fuck the labels and live your life as whoever the fuck you wanna be."

Jason stared at me for what felt like hours until I heard him say, "Fuck the labels," and I smiled.

He then asked me a question that I've heard more than a hundred times in my short life, "Are you gay? I'm just curious because everyone says you are but I've never heard you say it."

"Yes I am gay and proud of it."

"Oh, well how did you know?"

I smirked at the over-asked question, "I have always been attracted to boys but what solidified it for me was when I got head from a guy and enjoyed it a lot more than I had with girls, in fact, girls kind of bored me. I never really enjoyed it until I orgasmed."

"You've already touched another guy?" He asked, his voice sounding gruff and angry.

I smiled at him and said, "We need to focus on what's important right now. We need to work this out. What do you want to happen between us?"

He sighed, "I want to test this out. I'll break up with your sister. I want to keep this a secret for now, though. Not a lot of people in this pack are accepting."

I smiled at him and said, "Whatever makes you comfortable. I'm glad we talked this out though. It only took you one day to figure out you couldn't live without me," I winked and got up from the couch.

I heard the front door open and my sister's laugh drifted to me. I looked at Jason with my signature "Oh fuck" face and he reflected it back at me.

I gestured to my room and he ran there. I rushed to my kitchen to find some scent masking spray. Thankfully, my parents always had some handy. Sadly, they always fucking hide it.