Cry's Of Hell: Book One to the Cry's Of Hell Series

Leave it Behind (6)

He looked down on me through the mirror and smiled.

"What do we have here?" He asked as he finally turned and had his back toward the dresser, hands firm on the edge, and I had my hands wrapped around his back and laughed.

"I don't know, what do we have?"

"What I see," He said pushing me softly off and turning back toward the mirror as he put his arm around me, "is the President of Cry's of Hell and the President of Sons of Anarchy standing right next to each other."

"I see that as well, but The Sons leader beats the Cry's by a long shot," I chuckled as I put my hand on his tattoo of Abel on the right side of his chest.

"Well the Cry's leader is very beautiful from what I know. Even with a scar over her eye."

"And the Sons is very handsome."

I let go of him and chuckled as I got into my bed and I watched him as he turned off the big light leaving the nightstand light on.

When he got into his bed, he smiled at me and with his charming laugh he said, "Goodnight Kyana."

"Night Jax."

He shut the light off, and I drifted off into a deep sleep.

My dream that night was terrifying.

I was riding my Harley down a long dark rode as I was getting chased by cops, Jax was behind me on his.

As we raced down the long road, thunder and lighting appeared as I turned again and the rest of my men were behind us, Dean and Tyler on the sides of me and Jax was no longer driving behind us but the cops were still there.

We continued for a while until I looked to my left and saw graves with my Clubs names on every single one.

I stopped the bike and the cops and the guys weren't following me anymore. When I walked over toward the graves, I saw Jax in a spirit form motioning me to the end of the line of graves. Getting there, he pointed out toward the road where I saw my guys shooting each other and fighting as hard as they could against one another.

I screamed, then Jax pointed toward the other end of the road where it showed him ramming himself into a wall with his arms spread out like he was praising the Lord. When he hit the wall, it showed him shattering into pieces and it showed blood dripping down the road.

Waking up I was crying and I screamed as well.

Jax turned on the light, flying out of his bed toward me and I had my knees to my chest as he sat on the other side of me and held me.

"Kyana, what's wrong? What happened?"

"Dreams. Terrible visions."

"Kyana," He said as he turned my face toward his, "Its all fake. What ever happened didn't happen."

"It- it felt like it did though."

"What happened in it?"

"My Club all got killed." I said not wanting to mention that he died as well.

"Breathe. Forget about them. They're stressing you out. It's just me and you tonight ok?"

"I- I'll try." I said as I laid down.

"Do you want me to sleep with you?"

"Yeah."

He laid down next to me and he started to kiss me and I got lost in my thoughts.

"I love you Kyana. I don't want you scaring yourself like that again, ok? You scared the shit out of me."

"I love you too Jax. I'm sorry."