Ride (Or Die) Lana Del Rey X Jax Teller

22.Whatever she wants

Jax's pov

"You've known for two weeks?!" She asks me with tears in her eyes, sitting down on the bed, next to me.

I nod. This is exactly what I wanted to avoid; she fucking fainted. I should've told her as soon as she got back. I reach out and take her into my arms while she cries.

"I'm so sorry baby...I should've told you. I just didn't know how and then I was too selfish to bother..." Like I usually fucking am...

She snuggles into me and I kiss her on the head. "I just don't understand how he ended up exactly in Charming, God I'm so confused..."

"I can send him away if you want to...make sure he doesn't come back..." She just sniffles. We sit in silence for a moment.

"No...it's fine. I have to talk to him." She says gently stroking my beard with her wet fingers, covered in tears.

"What ever you want." I take her hand and kiss it. She looks at me and comes closer, rubbing her nose against mine. I put my hands on her face and wipe away her tears, tucking her hair behind her years.

I kiss her slowly and she kisses me back; I missed having her in my arms, I feel bad for admitting it but, in a twisted way I'm happy this happened, it somehow solved any problems between us...or postponed them.
I run my hand through her hair, feeling it's softness, everything about her comforts me.

I start tracing her neck with my lips, listening to her soft, almost moans as they give me goosebumps and I lose myself into her. She wraps her arms around my neck and I lift her shirt up, taking it of, then cupping her breast in my hand. She helps me get my shirt off and I get on top of her, pressing myself against her soft skin.
It's like I don't even exist anymore, all I can and want to feel is her...

Lizzy's pov

I wake up as the warm California sunlight shines on my face. I open my eyes and look at the man next to me; everything seems so good, normal, perfect. I study his face, his scars and tattoos, trying to make sense of them, I don't even know what half of them mean, who are they for?
I rest my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat as he wakes up.
"We should bring Abel home..." I say looking up to him.

He sighs "Yeah, I'll tell Gemma to drop him off in the evening, I have some club business." He wraps his arms around me. "So you're really meeting him today to talk?"

"I guess so...I don't even know where to begin; Hi Charlie, I'm your sister remember? So, why did you leave and never even look back?" I sigh.

"It'll be fine... who knows? Maybe you'll really connect."

"Maybe." I say getting up and putting my hair into a loose low bun. I start walking towards Abel's room but quickly realize he's not there and turn back; I have to get ready. "We said we'll meet for breakfast. What should I wear?"

"Anything looks good on you." He answers getting out of bed and checking his phone. "Fuck, I have to leave!" He starts quickly getting dressed. "You'll be ok?"

"Yeah." I say giving him a tired smile and leaning onto the dresser.

He pulls the first shirt he grabs over his head, kisses me on the forehead and just like that he's gone. I put on some music and slowly pick an outfit, a cozy one, I don't have the energy for looking pretty. This was such a shock, but I'm a little happy too, more anxious tho. I get in my car and my legs start shaking on the pedals; Jesus Christ...keep it together Liz.

I get to the restaurant where we are supposed to meet half an hour early and pick a nice spot, next to a huge window. After not even five minutes, he walks in. I suddenly feel panic,  like I should pretend that I haven't seen him, just scroll through nothing on my black phone screen.

He gets to the table and sits down. "You're early huh?"

I laugh uncomfortably. "I guess it's a family thing."

"Yeah..." He smiles.

It gets quiet for a few moments that seem like forever. "Look Liz...I'm actually happy we met; I know I haven't been a good brother to you, I've kinda always hoped that I'd get a second chance, make things right..."

I cross my arms and look out the window. "Why did you leave?"

"You know why."

I look at him. "No I don't, everything was finally getting better and you just left, never even called, no happy birthday, no how are you...nothing."

He starts picking the skin around his fingernails. "It wasn't getting better Lizzy, it was worse."

I give him a confused look. "Yes it was; you and dad had finally started to get along again, you had Stacy, we were finally a family again."

He chuckles. "Me and Stacy were far from good, that shit was toxic as fuck, I ruined her fucking high school years with my trash temper...and I almost killed dad."

My eyes snap towards him in shock. "What? What do you mean you almost killed dad?"

He rubs his head with both hands. "Yeah...tried to run that fucker over with my car." He shrugs. "The night before I left... I had to leave Liz, I swear I would've fucking killed him."

A million things go through my head, a million little pieces of memories that I could hang on to, tie this piece of information to, it's like my brain has been rebooted, and all I can think of is "Why?"

He stares at me in disbelief, like what I asked was so absurd. "What do you mean why? He ruined our family, pushed mom away, got Emily killed. He destroyed everything."

"You know he couldn't have controlled what happened, Emily's death is not his fault."

"Who's fault is it then? Mine? Yours? Mom's?"

"Does it have to be someone's fault? It just happened." I raise my voice. "Dad couldn't have stopped it."

"No; but he could've prevented it. He just didn't give two shits about us, all that ever mattered to him was earning big."

I feel tears start to build up in my eyes and my throat starts to hurt. "I can't do this." I barely manage to say without bursting into tears. I grab my things and leave.

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