Fierce Intentions

Chapter 6.

Anna's POV:

After taking forever to get from the car to the house I walked through the door to see Logan was beat up badly. "Pussies fucking jumped me when I got out of my car," he said spitting a heap of blood on the floor.

"God damnit," Jason jeered through gritted teeth. He got up and started pacing. 

"What's going on?!" I practically yelled.

"Tyler, Sam, Justin, and Steven. Their kind of like a rival gang if that's what you would consider us..." Jason spoke but I can tell he regretted telling me. 

"You're in a fucking gang?! Like as in you kill people?! Why? And why would they jump Logan?" I said getting upset.

"Why do you care?! You're nothing to any of us. You're just here to get better before you go home."

His words hurt me. I'm sensitive. I immediately shut up and made my way to the stairs and up to his room. I knew there was no chance that I could like him. How could he make me smile and shit one second but make me feel worthless a minute later.

Jason's POV:

Bell was asking so many questions it made me snap. "Why do you care?! You're nothing to any of us. You're just here to get better before you go home." She disappeared to my room. I immediately regretted my words. Ugh, I always find a way to fuck shit up. Now she hates me and thinks I hate her. But the reality was I was falling for her. She was past beautiful and she actually stood up to Lacey which I thought was super sexy.

Why do I always find ways to mess things up? All I want is for her to be mine. I just want to hold her and be there for her. Make her feel better and help her heal.

After helping Logan up Bruce told me he had everything under control. I ran upstairs and slowly opened my door and peered through. I saw her laying there looking as beautiful as ever.

Making my way to the bed I sat down next to her. "I'm sorry I was just confused I was trying to think of what me and the guys were going to do and you were just asking question after question and I snapped."

"Whatever take me home Jason!" she was pissed and I felt terrible. 

"Come on you know you wanna stay," I said playfully. 

"No, I fucking hate you," she said while a tear fell out of her eye. I wiped it, "Don't fucking touch me!" she shouted.

Anna's POV:

See like I said. Now he's being all nice again. He makes me wanna punch a bunny. He's so bipolar; I mean I am too but damn. A part of me still liked him. What the hell is wrong with me? After all this I still want him to be the last person I see before I go to sleep, I just didn't want to admit it. I feel like deep down he really hates me and he's just trying to be nice for his sister's sake.

I ended up staying; the whole weekend. The next week went by like a blurr. He texted me every day and walked me to all my classes. It was Friday; My parents' anniversary and they were going somewhere special and wouldn't be home until tomorrow.

I heard a noise coming from my window when I opened it I saw Jason standing there; he was holding a white rose. It was beautiful. He came in through the window; so cheesy. I giggled, "What's so funny?" he said chuckling and his feet thumped on the floor. 

"My parents are gone you could have used the front door." He put the rose on my dresser. 

"Hey! I'm trying to be romantic here. Give me a break." He said embracing me softly. This side; sweet, cute, "romantic", was the side of him I was madly in love with.

I giggled. "Hey can I take a shower? It's getting late and I need one. And uhh..." he paused and looked towards the floor. "Maybe I could stay with you tonight... Ya know keep you safe while your parents are gone..." he whimpered. 

"Through that door and yes silly." I spoke pointing towards my bathroom. To him I was probably just a best friend; to me it was way more.

I heard the shower turn on and about five minutes passed and I peeked my head through the door, "Hey uhm... Can I come in so I'm not left out there alone?" I gulped. 

"Yeah," he announced. I went and sat on the stool facing the opposite way of the shower and tried making conversation, and then I heard the shower door open but the water was still on.

I felt hands land on my shoulders. I peeked over my shoulder. He stood me up and faced me towards him. I was puzzled at his actions...

He kissed me. I put a hand up to his cheek and caressed it as our lips moved in sync; like they were meant for each other. He broke our kiss and slowly took off my shirt. No words were spoken. I don't know why but I was surprisingly okay with this.

Unbuttoning my pants and pulling my panties down, he pulled me into the shower with him. We stood there for the longest time just kissing and whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears...

 This is what I'd wanted for a long time; maybe just maybe he likes me too.