Fighting for Her

"HOW COULD YOU?" I yell as I firecly beat my fists against his rock hard chest tears pouring out my eyes. His sweat slowly trickled down his fit stomach mixed with some of his blood from the deep cut on his upper lip. I look up at him through my tears his brown hair hung slightly in his face his dark green eyes filled with sadness.

"HUH?" I shout I walk away from him and lean against the wall and slowly go down where I was sitting on the ground. I heard his foot steps walk over to me his shadow leaving a dark cast over me.

"Soph..." he whispers softly he picks me up in bridal style clutching me tightly, tears where still rolling out of my eyes I felt like a sprinkler.

"Come on please Sophina stop crying," he cooes.

"How can I Jax?" I whimper softly. "How can I when I'm now in danger! And when a whole bunch of fighters want you dead?"

"Please Sophina calm down..." he tries again.

"Jax I don't know what I would do with out you, I can't picture life with out you in it. Jax people want you dead,"