Lana's pov
We enter the amazing Plaza Hotel and the inside looks just as luxurious as the outside. We are greeted by one of the hotel's staff members and he's holding a tray of scented candles for us, to pick one to be lit in our room.
We smell each one and out of all the scents, the "sensual" one smells best. We laugh about it and go to the reception, to check in.
By the time we get to our room, it already smells "sensual". As we enter, we see a path of rose petals, that lead to a filled hot tub.
"Should we take a bath?" Asks Rob excited.
"Sounds good. I really need to relax in some hot water." I sigh.
"Ok, I'll put on my swimsuit first and we switch rooms when I'm done." And as she finishes her sentence she disappears into the bathroom.
I pick the bed closest to the balcony and start unpacking, putting some of my clothes in the bedside table. I dial Jax's number, but I look at the time and change my mind; he's probably sleeping. I'll just call him tomorrow. I open the mini fridge and find a bottle of red wine and pour Rob a glass, then I remember that I brought some weed that Juice gave me a few weeks ago, and roll a cigarette.
After I also put on my swimsuit, we get in the tub, Rob with her glass of red wine and me with my joint. "We look like we are in a movie." I joke.
"Yeah, a porno movie!" Says Rob in a serious tone, sipping her wine. We pause for a second then burst out laughing, wine running down her chin as she tries to stop it with her hand.
"We should take a picture." I say getting out of the tub and setting my phone down on the sink, with the timer on, then I get in the tub and we both lift our hand, holding up peace signs.
After we take a bunch of pictures, we're already a little boozed. I lay my head back onto the tub's rim. "Did I tell you I talked to Jim?"
"What? When? Why?" She asks me in an alarmed tone, holding her glass in the air.
"Like a week ago. I still want my stuff back, you know?" I take a big smoke. "He really hurt me...he apologized."
Rob doesn't say anything, so I just keep talking. "Thinking back, maybe I over reacted, I'm a pretty hot headed person...we've been through so much together." I start nervously rubbing the bridge of my nose with my pointer finger. "He told me he's not seeing that chick anymore and that he regrets losing me."
"What are you even saying?" She squints her eyes at me in disbelief.
I feel a sudden urge to cry, a knot builds up in my throat. "What the fuck am I even saying?" I throw my joint in the bathroom sink and get up, wrapping a towel around myself and stepping out of the bath.
I leave Rob in the bathroom, take my phone and exit onto the balcony. It's fucking freezing. I light a cigarette and greedily inhale the minty smoke, looking at Jax's number in my contacts.
"Self-sabotaging bitch." I mumble to myself, pressing call. I let it ring a couple of times, then hang up. "What am I doing? It's two in the morning."
The cold wind cuts through my towel and I get goosebumps all over my body, it's such a weird feeling. My eyes start tearing up and I don't know if it's because of the wind or if I'm starting to cry.
I hear the sliding doors open and Rob steps onto the balcony. "Let's just go to sleep. We're fucked up."
"Yeah..." I put my cigarette out on the railing and throw it into the nothingness beneath us.
Rob snuggles up in her bed while I put on my pajamas and some fuzzy socks; I shouldn't have gone outside in just a towel, at least I don't feel drunk anymore...
"I already miss T.O...we haven't been apart since I was kidna...since then..." she says looking at me.
"Yeah...I miss Jax too. I feel sorta uneasy, like something bad is about to happen."
"Tell me about it." She closes her eyes and turns to face the door. I'm glad she let me sleep by the window, it feels a bit more secure...
I get in my bed and as soon as my head touches the pillow, I drift off.
Jax's pov
I pull a cigarette out of my pack and put it between my lips, then reach inside my pocket of my kutte for my lighter, but the dude reaches his lighter over and lights my cigarette for me. I take a smoke, then let it slowly escape my mouth while I exhale. "Where are you from?"
"All around the place." Says the dude, nervously shifting his weight from one leg to the other. "I started traveling since I finished high-school and I never really stopped since."
"And you're thinking of stopping?" I ask, frowning.
"Sorta... My dad used to be part of a motorcycle club back home, so I know you guys move around a lot." He puts his hands into his pockets and seems to relax.
"Yeah...right." I take another very long smoke, then throw my cigarette on the ground and put it out with my shoe. "I'll need your paperwork; birth certificate, passport, that kind of stuff. We'll talk after you bring them to me."
He lifts his shirt and reaches behind his back, making me twitch and put my hand on my gun, then pulls out some folded papers, smirking. "Here you go. My phone number is there too, just call me when you're ready to talk." And just like that, he leaves.
I sit down at the picnic table and put the papers in front of me, when a white car pulls into the parking lot. "Hi Jax!" Yells Ima, walking toward me. I quickly fold the papers and stuff them into the inside pocket of my vest. "Can you please fix my car now? I really need it looking good by tomorrow." She stops so close to me that if I turn my head to the right, my nose goes right in her rack.
I scoot over away from her and stand up. "I'll have the guys take a look at it." I try to leave, but she puts her hand on my chest and stops me.
"Can't you do it please?" She flutters her long lashes. "I'm sure you're the best mechanic around here, you're probably the fastest too, and it was your girlfriend that caused the damage." She reaches out and strokes my beard. Desperate much?
"Yeah...ok. Let's take a look at it." I take her car into the garage and study the dent, the whole door is fucked. "I don't know if I can get a new door by tomorrow, I can probably fix the inside, but the outside has to be replaced.
"Shit...I really need a nice car tomorrow. " She crosses her arms, frustrated.
"What do you need it for?" She looks at me, frowning, but doesn't say anything. "Come on darling...If you don't tell me I can't help you." I say stepping closer to her.
She sighs "Just some family stuff, it's complicated...I love them, but they can be so suffocating sometimes, they are the reason that I left my incestuous hometown for."
"Incestuous town" rings in my head; Tara's words come to light, it's exactly what she said about Charming before she left. I feel sick to my stomach.
"Are you ok? You're white like a ghost." She puts her hand on my shoulder and I flinch.
"Uhm...yeah! I just remembered that I have to do something...Tell Chibbs to give you another car while we are fixing yours." I say turning around and walking towards the clubhouse.
"O-ok...Thanks!"
The rest of the day seems to go by in a second, the only thing I could think of being what Ima said, lately I've been sensing Tara everywhere...and I don't know why.
By the time I get home it's already around eleven. I think of calling Lizzy, but I think it's best if we talk in the morning. For a second I panic, thinking I forgot to take the boys from Gemma, but then I remember they're sleeping over at her place tonight; I'm all alone.
I go to sleep feeling uneasy, just me and the quiet sounds of the house.
-------------------------------------
Leave a vote if you enjoyed this chapter
xoxo
YOU ARE READING
Ride (Or Die) Lana Del Rey X Jax Teller
Romance"I was in the winter of my life And the men I met along the road were my only summer At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them I was a singer Not a very popular one I once had dreams of becoming a beauti...
