Chapter 3

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Jaz's P.O.V.

Okay. I know I was being a tiny bit dramatic, but I mean come on what I was wearing this morning was fine. I swear everyday I want to ask my dad why he corrupted them, but I know I'll get the same answer. I didn't corrupt them. It is a natural instinct to a guy to protect the ones you love especially their daughter or sister. I was interrupted by me thoughts by my stomach growling. I grabbed my phone and headed down stairs to get something light to eat before I started my workout.

I walked into the kitchen to see it was now empty, which I was happy about. I wasn't really in the mood to talk to my brothers. Jax and I always workout after we run. I mean before we run we do a few stretches, so we don't get a cramp. I didn't stretch this morning 'cause I was so mad at my brothers, which is gonna hurt in the morning. I'm gonna have to do an extra warm-up before I work out, so I don't hurt myself. Anyway, back to the topic. What was I saying again? Oh, right. Protective brothers. They act as if their one goal in life is to make MY life a living hell with NO social life. Part of their planned work. I mean come on I'm a teenage girl I'm gonna want to have a boyfriend and hang out with friends.

It was hard enough to hang out with my friends before my crazy schedule, and not it's just downright impossible. However, I'm a smart person and have worked it out perfectly to where I can balance things out. Well, sort of. There's still a few a kinks to work out. All they do is make it a bit more harder. The worst part is it's only me who gets treated this way. If one of my brothers gets a in a relationship and the others congratulate them. If i even mention a relationship, World War 3 breaks out. Even though they are a pain in the ass, I still love me and wouldn't trade them for the world. Most of the time, anyway.

I walked to living to see if my mom was still in there and sure enough she was. She wasn't alone though. My brothers and dad was in there too. I walked to the doorway and called for my mom. I leaned up against the door frame. "Yes, honey?" She replied sweetly.

"Can I borrow the car for a while?"

"Sure. Here's the keys." She said and tossed me the keys.

"Okay. Bye. Love y'all. Be back later."

"Wait. Where are you going?" Logan asked.

"Out." I replied.

" Out where?" He questioned.

"Just out."

"Tell me where you're going." He said in an angry voice.

"I. Don't. Have. To." I said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, you do.I'm your brother."

"Exactly. Brother not dad or guardian." I said now mad again. Before he could reply, I said "Love you guys" and went in the car. I sat in the car by myself in silence for a few minutes. My grandma taught me three main things. 1. Never leave the house mad at someone 2. Never drive angry and 3. Don't EVER leave the house without saying I love you. Today, we are just going to make an acceptation.

After I calmed done a little, I started the car and headed the gym. When I arrived, I did my normal stretches and then again. I did my normal workout and then went to the punching bags. I had to release some of this angry before I went back home. After I threw about 15 punches, I decided that was enough and then went the car and headed the grocery store. At the grocery store, I got some fruit, chips, pretzels, ice cream, gold fish, yogurt, lemonade lights, and waters. On my way home, I called my mom and asked if i needed to pick anything up for lunch. She told me just to gets some pizzas and she'll make a salad. I went to pizza hut, placed the order and waited what felt like years. I headed home and argued with myself whether I should talk to my brothers or not...

When I arrived, I honked the horn letting everyone know I that i needed help. The boys came out and got the groceries and pizza. I went inside and mom was getting the salad ready.I put my keys on the table by the door then ran and jumped on Logan's back. He almost fell over but caught his balance just in time. "Well, hello." he said with a chuckle.

"Hi." I said with a smile.

"I'm sorry." We said at the same time. We laughed and after Logan spoke first. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. It's just I don't like it when you go outside like it or when I don't know where you're at. I do it because I love you and want to protect you." There it is. Protect you. On the side awe.

"It's okay. I forgive you." I said with big smile. I got off his and turned to see that everyone was looking at us.

"Good so you'll dress differently and tell me where you're going and when you'll be back."

"Nope." I replied popping the 'p' and walking to the pizza. After Logan apologize, everyone else did and then we sat down at the table and ate a nice family dinner..."Hey.Give that back. That was my slice." I heard Mark yell at Alec.

Well, as nice as a family can be at the Ford house.

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A/N

Hey guys! I know it has been a while since I posted. Sorry. Anyway...Chapter 3. Done. Finally. It's not that and I'm sorry. 

Question: Do you have any siblings? If yes, How many?

My answer: Yes, 3 sisters.

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