Chapter 8
Jaxon
When I woke up to see Angela in my arms I found a smile plastered on my face. I never expected to feel such happiness waking up beside her, the sun was about to go down giving a slight orange light through the room. It made Angela look even more beautiful.
I slowly caressed her face as she snored softly within my arms. To also wake up with her in my arms naked is something I could definitely get used to. Her skin was soft but what made me even happier is that she smelt like me. I heard my phone rang in the living room and I knew that I have to answer it. I slowly got out of bed making sure I wouldn’t wake Angela up, luckily she only stirred in her sleep as she hugged my pillow tightly.
I even smiled when she kissed the pillow, she must’ve thought it was me. I hesitantly left my room, not wanting to be away from Angela. As I grabbed my phone I couldn’t help but frown at the caller ID. I didn’t want to answer it but I knew that this person only calls when there’s an emergency.
“What do you want?” I immediately asked.
“Jax, he knows where you live. He’s coming for you.” Was all my friend said on the other line. My heart skipped a beat at the new information I just gathered. One of the reasons why I never went back to street fighting was because I made lots of enemies, and one of those enemies threatened my sister back then. So I disappeared from the streets and kept a close eye on my sister.
“And they know about the girl that you’re with.” he added. This time my heart filled with dread and absolute anger. I didn’t give my friend a reply as I literally threw my phone across the room making it shatter. I was heavily breathing from all the anger gathering. I felt like a beast fighting its restraints because there was an intruder trying to steal what’s yours.
I don’t ever want to lose Angela, I just got her. I’d be damned if I lose her to him. My fists started shaking in rage wanting to sink itself into something or someone. I was about to punch the wall until a beautiful voice rang through my apartment, a voice that I could also definitely get used to hearing in this empty apartment of mine.
“Jaxon, are you alright? I heard something break or something like that.” she said groggily as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She looked absolutely breathtaking standing at the entrance of my bedroom door with nothing on but the silk blanket covering her body. I started feeling excited again but I knew I had to hold back because she must’ve been sore by how rough I was just a few hours ago.
A bubbling feeling fluttered in my stomach as I saw her stare at me. I think I might be sick or this could be the after effect of my rage. As I stare at my Angel I knew that I would protect her no matter what, even if it’s from him. I slowly approached Angela and wrapped my arms around her. She looked down and saw that I was still naked and immediately blushed.
I smiled and said “It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” This made her blush even more. She snuggled more into my arms and asked “Are you sure I belong to you and you belong to me?” I noticed the sadness hidden in the tone of her voice.
“What makes you say that Angela?” I asked with my arms still wrapped around her and her head tucked right under my chin.
“I may seem like this confident woman who seems to have it all figured out… but I don’t. I have doubts in myself and sometimes I wish I was someone else. Who am I to deserve someone like you?” her question made my heart clench in pain. I wanted to cheer her up and tell her that she’s not the bad person here. I’ve done terrible things before and instead of facing them head on, I ran from them. So if it’s anyone who doesn’t deserve anyone it would be me.
I don’t deserve someone like Angela. She might go to clubs, get drunk, and all but she hasn’t seen the dark side of life. The part where you walk down a dark and haunting path only to regret it later on. She’s still full of innocence, it’s a part of her that I don’t deserve yet here I am staking my claim on her. I’m greedy, I want to be the only one she has. The only person she touches. The only person she’ll look for when she’s feeling down.
I know I would have to accept her two other friends but at this point I would do absolutely anything for her.
“Angela, you’re one of the most amazing girls I’ve ever met in my life. Believe me when I say that because I’ve met tons of girls,” I laughed out but as she stayed silent I knew I had to be serious about this. “Who cares if I don’t deserve you and you don’t deserve me. If we want each other then we should be together even if the world isn’t on our sides. At least we aren’t fighting alone, we have each other now.” Her glassy eyes stared at me with happiness.
It looks like she couldn’t believe such words escape my mouth. I couldn’t believe it either. But that’s the thing about her, she’s the only one who’d see this side of me. No one else.
“That makes me happy.” she said as she smiled and snuggled deeper into my arms. Now all I have to do is keep him away from my Angel.
Chapter 9
Angela
I’m happy. Who am I kidding?
I’m ecstatic. The people around me can feel it in the air, especially Stephen and Fran. I woke up early one morning, and that is enough to shock both of my best friends. I’m a party girl so you can expect me to not be a morning person, but that morning I was up and early. Not to mention I was in a great mood.
I skipped right out of my room and greeted my two best friends by placing a kiss on each of their cheek. Stephen looked at me weirdly as he drank his morning coffee while Fran smirked as she ate cereal. Our usual mornings were either one of them trying to get me up to go to work.
“Good morning.” I practically sang.
“Who are you? And what have you done to my dear Ange?” Stephen asked with exaggerated horror in his eyes. Fran only giggled as she said “I guess somebody got laid.”
Technically, I did get laid but that’s not the reason why I’m happy.
I got a boyfriend.
Stephen and Fran knew that I only had a boyfriend once. After my first boyfriend broke my heart I vowed to never again get a boyfriend which is why I became a party girl and strung along a lot of men. My first boyfriend didn’t cheat on me nor did he broke up with me through text, he did something worse in my opinion.
He told me right to my face, pointed out all my flaws, and called me names that shattered my trust in every man. Then suddenly Jaxon walks into the picture, he wasn’t nice to me. He rejected me the first day we met and told me to my face that I wasn’t his type, I should not fall for him. But I did.
I couldn’t exactly explain it but it was a feeling, like some sort of string tied both of us together. Fate is what I like to believe, but the more I think about it I would think fate is just a lame excuse and the real reason would have something to about his abs.
“Or maybe someone just got a boyfriend.” I teased as I practically danced around the kitchen to get my breakfast ready. Fran and Stephen’s eyes widened as both bolted up and slammed their hands on the table.
“Boyfriend?” both shouted in unison.
We were already making a fuss about it early in the morning that I wasn’t surprised that there was a knock at the front door. I approached the front door ignoring the two shocked people at the table staring at me with wide eyes and jaw dropped.
When I opened the door my heart literally leaped right out of my chest, there standing at the door was a shirtless Jaxon with his hair messed up almost like he just rolled out of bed.
“You guys are loud.” he grumbled, he seemed irritated. I could see Fran and Stephen staring at the both of us shock. Jaxon immediately wrapped his arm around me as he buried his face in the crook of my neck. Fran then smirked and said “Oh, look at the new love birds.”
“Jaxon and Angela sitting in the tree…” Stephen started singing but then he was silenced by Jaxon’s murderous glare. “What are you twelve?” Jaxon asked. This made Stephen pout. “I guess getting a girlfriend doesn’t make you less of an asshole.” Stephen mumbled.
“I feel like I want to kill him.” Fran said I could already see the fire in her eyes. “You two… be nice to Jaxon.” I told them sounding like their mother.
“How come I knew she was going to say that?” Stephen asked no one in particular. “He’s the one not being nice!” Fran growled as she pointed to Jaxon. I rolled my eyes at the two and said “You guys already know that Jaxon is an asshole—”
“Hey!” Jaxon interrupted as he snapped his head towards me.
“But that doesn’t mean you have to be an asshole as well.” I continued.
Stephen and Fran continued their breakfast. Suddenly Jaxon scooped me up into his arms and started walking out of my apartment and towards his. “I’m stealing her.” Jaxon announced.
Fran was quick to call out “Don’t forget you’re working today!”
I couldn’t reply Fran since I was caught off guard. By the time Jaxon and I were safe inside his apartment Jaxon wasted no time as he pressed his lips against mine. Immediately he moaned into the kiss as our lips moved in sync with one another.
He pulled back and showed me one of his most dashing smile. I still can’t believe that a person like me could’ve ended up with someone like him. He might not be perfect but to me he is. He’s an asshole that I can admit, but lately when it comes to me he becomes this whole new person. It’s like to everyone he was this moody short-tempered asshole but to me he was the complete opposite, and it was only me he shows that side.
“I’ve been dying to do that since you left my bed.” he almost purred as he place me back on my feet and trapped me against the wall. He suddenly had that perverted smirk smacked on his face and said “I’ve also been dying to be inside of you.” I bit my lower lip and playfully smacked his shoulder.
“If that happens then I’ll never get to work.” I said which he just started leaving light kisses on my neck and mumbled “I don’t mind.” Of course he doesn’t, if it was up to him then we’ll never leave our bed for the whole day. “Hey Jaxon, it’s almost Stephen’s birthday and we’re holding a birthday party for him at Fancy Cups. Would you come?” I asked.
“If you’ll be there then I definitely will.” he said still continuing his light assault on my neck. I arched my neck to give him more access and I managed to say “I still can’t believe that I’m yours and you’re mine.” He grabbed my face roughly to make me look into those piercing silver eyes of his as he growled sexily “You better believe it, if not then I should remind you every night.”
He then slammed his lips upon mine in a searing passionate kiss.
No wonder I agreed to be his girlfriend because this kiss is just amazing.