I had this story up before on a different profile, and was absolutely in love with what I came up with. But because of the graphic nature of my story, it was taken down. With no warning. So I'm redoing this story so I can put it up again. BIG thanks...
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Holly cleaned up Jax's face when he got home, listening to him fill her in on what happened.
"I knew there had to be more to the story. Squeaky clean my ass."
He stopped her hands, noticing they were shaking and cold, lightly breathing on them to warm them up.
"I was eating ice cream. I'm fine." "How are you feeling?" "My ass is sore and having Chibs look at the scrapes going up and down my back, to include my ass, is a bit embarrassing. But, I'm working on healing."
She kissed his head, sighing softly.
"I'm sorry for the shit I said yesterday. I guess I was holding onto more than I thought I was." "It's ok. We all need to vent from time to time. We rely on you and mom for so much that we don't think of the weight of this shit. You're doing alright considering everything that's happened. Tell me next time you're hurting like that, ok? I wanna be there for you too."
She nodded, kissing him softly, letting him pull her into his lap carefully. She gripped his hand, gently playing with his fingers, letting her mind wander for a minute.
"When my parents died, all I could do was wonder if I were living the life they wanted for me. Was I the daughter they'd wanted? Even from a young age, I never felt like I was. I always felt like I was letting them down somehow. When you and I started sleeping together, things changed. I felt like that doubt was going away. Like I wasn't letting them down anymore. But since Kohn, I feel like I'm letting them down again and I can't shake that feeling. When I read your dad's journal, I knew why my dad left the club when he did. But I couldn't ever figure out why he didn't leave Charming altogether. And then I found a letter my dad wrote to me when I was 16. Just like your dad, my dad liked to write. He was always writing me letters. But this letter was talking about how Charming was the first place that grabbed at his soul. The only place that he had been that made him wanna return if he left. Almost like it was calling him home. When he met my mom, he said he felt like more pieces were falling into place for him. Like he was more whole. And when they had me, he felt complete. He said when he saw the three of us together, you, me and Ope, he could see us having the same kind of relationship that he, my mom and your dad had. That he hoped I would find the happiness in life that he had in Charming." "And have you?" "Yes. And no. I'm worried that history's repeating itself. That we're gonna end up like our parents did." "We're not gonna become our parents. I promise."
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