𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Oɴᴇ

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⚠️ Tʀɪɢɢᴇʀs: Mild violance, some blood and drug mentions, some swearing ⚠️
I own all characters mentioned in this story
Original story based off of Jaxon Rodriguez

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It had been four days since those strange men took Jaxon and his family. Jaxon now sat in a cellar, hungry, cold, and alone.
His hair stuck out in many different places and his clothes were filthy. His stomach ached and growled from being starved.
A man walked into the room, this man was clearly well put together. He was dressed nicely, and his hair was combed back. This man did not look friendly. This was the same man that took Jaxon.
He walked up to Jaxon's cell "Good evening Jaxon. Nice to see you're doing well."
Jaxon glared at the man "Fuck you." This made him angry.
"You better watch your tone with me kid. You will learn to respect me. Or I swear to you I will have every member of your family shot dead while you watch."
Jaxon stood up, and pined the man to the wall. Taking the man by surprise "Where the fuck is my family? You better not fucking hurt them or I swear to God I'll-"
The man cut him off "Kill me? Ha. Good luck with that kid. Life in prison? Sounds great." He smirked, pushing Jaxon off of him.

"You need to learn some respect kid." He snapped his fingers, and two men had walked in. Almost like an owner whistling for his dog to come back. Jaxon's angry expression turned to one of fear. One of the men held him down and Jaxon struggled to get back up "W-what are you doing? Let me go!" Jaxon yelled, trying to break free from the man's grip.
"Mess up that pretty face of his, boys. I think our newcomer needs to learn his place." The man started walking to the door "Oh, and by the way, the names Carter. Don't forget it." Carter left, slamming the door behind him.
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Blood dripped down from Jaxon's face, he now sat chained up in the same cellar. His lip was busted and a black and blue mark was forming around his eyes 'I'm gonna get out of here, and I'm gonna find my family. No matter what it takes. I will do anything to keep them safe.' Jaxon thought to himself.
Carter walked back in the room "Get up pretty boy. We're going on a little field trip."
Carter pulled Jaxon up, taking the handcuffs off. He shoved Jaxon out of the room.
"Where are we going?" Jaxon asked nervously "Where is my family!"
"Relax kid. They're fine. But, if you want to keep it that way, I have a job for you." Carter pulled a small bag out of his pocket, inside of it was a dust like white power "Do you know what this is Jaxon?"
Jaxon slowly nodded his head, recognizing the powder.
"Great! I need you to deliver it. To this address. If you do so, I will let your family go. As well as give them a pretty sum of money. But, we will be keeping a very close eye on them. And you? You stay with us. Do we have a deal?" Carter held out his hand, ready for Jaxon to shake it.
Jaxon thought about it for a moment 'I could get in trouble, arrested even, I don't know if I should do this.. then again, my family would my family be safe?' He decided to ask this out loud "Will my family be safe?"
"Completely. We'll prove it. As long as you work for us, they will remain unharmed."
"Promise?"
"On my honor." Carter smirked Jaxon slowly nodded, hesitantly reaching out his hand. Jaxon shook Carter's hand, but, it was like he had just sold his soul to the devil. This was his life now. Whether he liked it or not.
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It was now night time, and Jaxon was walking around rather confused. The gang had brought him to a whole different city so he really didn't know his way around.
"You look lost." Someone had said from behind him. Jaxon jumped up, turning around.
Behind him stood a tall male, he had fluffy black hair that reached his shoulders and pretty hazel eyes. He wore a leather jacket and blacck jeans. 'Woah.. he's kinda hot' Jaxon thought to himself.
Jaxon slowly nodded "Uh yeah. I'm kinda new here."
The stranger smiled in a friendly way "Well, where are you looking to head?"
Jaxon handed over the small sheet of paper that had an address written on it.
"Ah. You must work for Carter." Jaxon's eyes widened 'How could he have possibly known?' The stranger laughed at Jaxon's reaction "Don't worry. I'm not gonna tell anyone. C'mon, I'll show you the way." He began to walk in the direction Jaxon needed to go.
Jaxon breathed a sigh of relief "Oh. Thank you!" He smiled and followed him.
The stranger smiled back "I'm Grayson, what do they call you shortly?"
Jaxon playfully glared at him "Excuse me sir you're only like two or three inches taller than me!"
"And don't you forget it!" Grayson laughed at him.
Jaxon grumbled in fake annoyance "I'm Jaxon."
"Hmm I think I prefer shorty!" Grayson smirked at Jaxon, and Jaxon glared right back.
And that? That was the start of something beautiful.
But, every rose has its thorn.