Dangerous. // J.C //

Chapter 9

- Ch. 9 -

Alexis' p o v ~

I sat on the couch, curled up with a cup of coffee.

It was 2am and I couldn't sleep with Jc moving around so much.

So, I came out here to watch tv and drink coffee.

"Why'd you leave?" Jc mumbled, walking over to me with his eyes barely open. "I couldn't sleep with your constant kicking and rolling around." I look up at him.

"Well, sorry. I'm not having the best of dreams." He sighed. "I get that but I just can't sleep with the sleep talking, the kicking, the rolling around. Its too much so I'm out here almost every night at 2am, drinking coffee while watching a boring tv show." I explain.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry." He said sarcastically. "Jc, don't start." I rolled my eyes looking back at the tv, trying to ignore him while he continues talking to me and when he notices I'm ignoring, he grabs the mug out of my hands and throws it at the wall.

"What the hell?!" I yell, throwing my arms up in the air. "Jc, what the fuck is wrong with you!" I continue to say and he tenses.

"Well, I'm trying to talk and you completely ignore me!" He shouts at me in my face and I stand up. "Because I'm of your bull shit! You're such a freaking cry baby." I mumble the last part and cross my arms over my chest, looking down at the ground.

"What was that?" He asked angrily. "You're a fucking cry baby." I spoke louder, looking up at him.

His eyes were a darker color in the dark room, the only light coming from the tv.

He was getting angry and I can tell that I'm pissing him off more but I didn't really care in that matter. He can't trust come in here, yell at me, throw my mug at the wall then continue to shout at me.

After I repeated what I said about him being a 'cry baby' my cheek stung noticing that he literally slapped me... again.

He stared down at me and I tried to hold back the tears, pushing him away and started to walk towards my bedroom but stopped after I stepped on a piece of broken glass.

A loud cry left my trembling lips as I held onto the wall.

"Shit." Jc said and rushed over, picking me up bridal style. He went to the bathroom, setting me down on top of the closed toilet seat.

I felt the glass still in my foot and it hurt like hell.

Tears slipped from my eyes and down my cheeks as he looked at my foot, carefully pulling out the shard of glass causing me to whimper at the stinging pain in my open cut.

He quickly cleaned it and wrapped my foot up in a bandage.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered, looking up to meet my gaze. Then his eyes fell down to my cheek that was probably red and printed with a hand mark from him. 

Jc reached over to grab me but I pushed his hand away, getting up on my own.

"I can walk myself, ya know." i bitterly said and walked to my bedroom.

**

The next day I woke up to Jc not in bed, I expected him to be but he wasnt. 

I limped out of my room, trying to not hurt my foot anymore. 

The wall and floor was cleaned up where he threw the mug at.

Then I saw Jc laying on the couch, sleeping.

I felt bad being rude to him last night when he tried to help me but he slapped me and made me step on glass, I wasn't going to forgive him that easy, but I wanted to... so bad. But I just can't.

Walking into the kitchen, I grab a apple and start to eat it as I walk out to Jc gone.

'Probably in the bathroom.' I thought to myself

Then there's a knock at the door, I quickly walk over and open it.

My eyes widen seeing the two guys that I honestly don't want to see.

"Hello." Ricky winked and walked inside my place. "We're back." Sam grinned, following Ricky inside my apartment.

I couldnt think of the words to say and I really wish Jc would hurry up and walk out of the bathroom.

Ricky smiled, looking around at my place, staring at the pictures.

"Alexis!" Jc called out, walking into the living room but stops, staring at Ricky and Sam in anger. "Whats up, Caylen?" Sam laughs and Ricky walks towards me, trying to touch my hair but I back away, accidently standing on my injuried. I winced at the pain and continue to limp away from Ricky and behind Jc.

"Oh come on, Lex. Remember all the fun we had? Don't you want that again?" Ricky smirked at me and I buried my face in Jc's back, feeling him tense even more.

"Go lock yourself in your room." He mumbles to me and I back away a bit. "Now." He growls a bit.

I wanted to refuse on going to the room and leaving him here to fight only two guys. I didn't know whether he'll get beat up or him killing Ricky and Sam in MY living room. I was shocked at this sudden arrival of Ricky and Sam once again, I honestly haven't seen them in almost two months and I was glad, I thought they were gone forever but now they're in my living room, trying to pick a fight with Jc.

I didn't want Jc to fight at all, him fighting will lead to so much serious shit, he'll end up killing them if I leave him to fight them! I can't do that to Jc at all.

My mind was everywhere at the moment and I pretended to go in my room but I peeked out of the corner, texting the guys as fast as I can to tell them to rush over to help Jc.

I watched them argue about me. I waited for them to start fighting so I can actually help and pull him away from the scene, but I looked at Ricky then Jc, not seeing Sam.

'What the hell?' I thought to myself and that's when I got grabbed and dragged out from the hallway. Sam held a pocket knife very close to my neck.

Jc balled his fists up, looking at me. They were about to piss him off even more to the point where Jc kills them both but Ricky obviously didn't care.

Sam dug the knife into my neck, making a little cut onto my neck which burned at first.

Tears rushed down my cheeks as I struggle to get free and the more I try to get free, the deeper the knife goes so I stayed still.

Then that's when Jc threw the first punch, turning into a huge blow out fist fight.

This time I tried to get set free but Sam slit my upper arm, telling me if I continue to move he'll dig the knife deeper and I stopped, knowing I'll have to wait till the guys come.

Or if they come...