Your Love is The Sweetest Sin//Jax

[jade lillian reese]

[/b] she cried but he wouldn’t and though it wouldn’t be the first time this happened to her she wanted to get out of this as quickly as possible. Her light eyes scanned the alley for something to use or some sort of escape method and she pushed him again which resulted in him slamming her against the wall hard. Her world spun for a moment and when she finally got herself steady she pushed at him again this time he delivered a blow to her face telling her to be quiet and she whimpered positive that she was going to be bruising after that. With one last attempt of escaping she lifted her knee hitting him in the groin and causing him to fall back in pain and with that she took off quickly in the opposite direction.

It was hard to run in heels but Jade didn’t dare stop to remove them and stumbling over herself wasn’t really helping her but she knew her destination wasn’t much farther and if she could just get there she would be safe. She didn’t dare to turn and look back she didn’t want to know if the guy was following her because she wasn’t sure if he was half as messed up as she was. She got to the apartment complex and when someone opened the door she stumbled inside. She ignored their protests and the fact that she probably looked like a mess considering her face was bruised and her head was probably bleeding but she crawled up the stairs until she made it to the floor she wanted and steadied herself on her feet. She stumbled down the hallway trying to be quiet but failing as she made her way to the door she wanted then she pounded her fist against it and leaned against the wall to hold herself up waiting for the boy inside to answer.[/size][/center][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[jackson lee frost]

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and i'm not afraid to die

[atrb=border,0,true] Jackson had not been home since early that morning and now that it was getting later and later he wanted to just be at home. He was sitting in some random kids car as a joint was passed around and this was just too mellow for him. His eyes just stayed on the joint and he wanted to just tell the kid that he was done. Besides his brother said that if he got caught smoking one more time he’d be in a world of trouble. He said that every time he had to bail him out and yet nothing. So honestly Jax was not worried about it too much but still. He wanted something harder and he wanted it now. So with a wave of his wrist and a quick mumble of a goodbye he left the car and started to head towards his house. He had a stash of cocaine just chilling under his sink and he wanted it really bad. So he was going to get it. When he finally did reach his apartment he locked the door and then leaned against it for a second before shrugging out of his sweater and then slipping his shoes off. Then he went into the kitchen and pulled a bottle of vodka out from the freezer and poured himself a shot and then grabbed the cocaine from under the sink. His mouth started to water at the white stuff and he could not get his shaking fingers to get a line ready fast enough. Then he leaned his face down on the counter and snorted before finishing it off with a shot of the vodka. Then he sniffed a little bit, making sure that he got all of the drug in his system and then stashed the bag away once more and put the liquor back in the freezer. It was not long after that the effects started to take a toll on him and he felt himself go into the clouds. That was what he was talking about. He then went into his room and sat down on his bed and then took off his shirt and throwing it in the corner. He would pick it up tomorrow. Then he laid down and before he knew it, he was snoozing away. Well that worked. He was not sure how long he was sleeping for before a knock startled him awake. He forgot who he was for a second; he was in that deep of a sleep. Rubbing his eyes he sat up and then slowly made his way towards the door. If it was someone looking to buy he as seriously going to slaughter them. When he unlocked the door and opened it he was not expecting to see Jade there and he was not expecting to see her all bruised and bloody. It honestly worried him. “What the fuck happened?” he asked in a sleepy voice before pulling her inside by the wrist and then shutting the door behind her and locking it. Then he turned towards her and bit down on his bottom lip. “Are you okay?” he asked, his mind not even registering anything else but that she was hurt and he wanted to kill the asshole who did this too her. Seriously why anyone would ever want to hurt a person he would never know. Although he supposed he was really one to talk since in this line of business it was all about hurt but that was not the same thing, at least not to him. TAGGED jade ( amber ) NOTES aww.

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[jade lillian reese]

[/b] she whispered softly leaning back against the wall feeling a little frightened over his anger. She never understood why he got so mad when things like this happened to her it wasn’t as if she was his responsibility but then again she didn’t understand why she always ran to him either that was a mystery all of its own. Slowly Jade reached her hand up touching the back of her head and wincing slightly as she pulled it away and looked at the blood that was now on her skin. She couldn’t recall why she was bleeding or why she hadn’t felt it sooner but she shrugged it off as her eyes scanned the apartment. When he asked if she was ok she reached her hand up once again touching the spot where she was bleeding and showing her hand to him. ’’I’m bleeding’’ she said frowning before stumbling forward slightly falling against him ''I don’t know what else I’m really drunk and high right now Jax’’ she added with a sigh inhaling the scent of his skin as she leaned against him.
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[jackson lee frost]

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and i'm not afraid to die

[atrb=border,0,true] To be honest, Jackson was glad that he did not have anyone over. If he did then this might be a little awkward. Just because he was a very private person and he hated explaining things. Even if the person knew he was dealing or something he still hated doing it with people with him. Maybe it was because his twin brother was a cop, or maybe it was because if he got caught they could identify him and that was not good. But whatever the reason, he just hated people in his business. He really was glad that he was alone. Most of the time life really hated him but not today, thank the lord. And now that he got a good look at her, she looked rough. Not that it was bad as in ugly, but she just looked like she had been through some shit. And it seemed like she had, although what he was not sure. And his brain was still too fuzzy to know how to put two and two together. Or, at least, that was what he was going with. He could tell that she was not sober. It honestly was not that hard to tell. Plus he has been dealing with drugs since he could remember so it was not that hard to figure out. He just prayed that she would not pass out and die. He would not know how to deal with that. Obviously he would call the cops but he would have to move her body to an ally or something. He really did not want to do that. But he would if he absolutely had to. What a great friend he was right? Yeah, he thought so too. So he gave her some time to process the questions that he was firing at her because he knew she would need it. “What all did you take?” he asked, not being able to let one slip past his lips. Oh well, he just needed to know. When she told him the gist of what happened he felt the blood in his veins boil in anger. To be honest, he never understood why guys took all their anger out on people when they said no. It was just a word and it was not like there were other people who would be willing to do it for you. Some guys were just idiots though. “He did this?” he asked, raising his hand up and down to indicate that he was asking that the guy was the one who bruised her. What a jerk right? Jackson felt like he was going to have to find this gay and lay down the law. Like he said, this was a violent business he knew what to do. And then he saw the blood and he sighed before bringing her into the bathroom and grabbed a wash cloth out of the tub and running it under warm water. Then he handed it back to her. “put this on your head. The blood should stop pretty soon if you put pressure on it.” and when she said that she was drunk and high he snorted, although not really meaning to do that out loud. “I can tell. What did you take again?” he asked her, repeating the question one more time. Oh well, he just had to make sure she wouldn’t die. TAGGED jade ( amber ) NOTES asdjflsjd

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[jade lillian reese]

[/b] she stated wrinkling her nose slightly. Then he brought her into the bathroom and she stumbled after him watching him carefully as he ran the water and handed her a cloth. She took it in her hands and looked at it for a few moments letting the water touch her hands. When he told her to put it on her head she lifted it slowly to the back of her head and held it there as firmly as she could. When he asked her once again what she had taken she looked down avoiding his gaze slightly. ’’I don’t know, that guy gave me something I thought it was E but I don’t think it was, I’ll be fine though’’ she offered with a smile pulling her cloth away and tossing it into the bath tub before looking at him once more. ’’don’t worry Jax’’ she added stumbling forward and falling against him.[/size][/center][/ul][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[jackson lee frost]

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and i'm not afraid to die

[atrb=border,0,true] To be honest, Jackson had no idea why he had chosen to deal drugs. Until he was about fifteen he had a pretty normal life. His parents were never mean to him. Nobody had abused him, nobody treated him like shit. It was probably just the luck of the draw. Someone had to do it and he guessed he was the unlucky one to get that straw. Although the money that came with it was pretty damn great. And the perks, man those were, well okay. Sometimes he got free sex because nobody had money but it was not even about that. Believe it or not, Jackson really did not care if he was getting laid or not. And he was too far in now to ever give it up but again, he honestly did not care. To be honest the money wasn’t even the big issue anymore. Maybe he had bonded with his buyers. Or maybe he was just full of crap. Either way, something in his life had to have gone so wrong in his life that he decided this was the life for him. It was probably just the kids who he hung out with in high school. Or maybe it was his goody two shoes brother. It really could have been anything. Then he started to wonder why Jade had ever chosen this life. Maybe it was her past. Now that he remembered it, he was certain that something tragic had happened to her. That was usually the reason with most of his clientele. Something so terrible had happened that it made them want to forget it. He was probably lucky that nothing like that had happened. He then felt really sorry for Jade. Right now she looked so god damn vulnerable and it made him really sad for her. And kind of angry but he was not sure why that was festering around. But it was what it was and he would have to deal with that later. Right now he wanted to make sure that Jade would not kill over, she would not puke or she wouldn’t seize up. That was what his main three focuses were right now and by god he was going to make sure she was fine. If Jade ever just turned up dead he really had no idea what he would do. He felt like she was someone that he could trust and that was saying a lot. Maybe he was dumb for putting a lot of faith into her but he was so that was that. When she told him what had happened he felt his nostrils flare up because that was just beyond uncool. Who does that? So he huffed out a breath and tried to calm himself down. “Are you okay then? Is it just your head that’s bleeding?” he prayed that it was because if she was internally bleeding (which seemed like unlikely but hey) then he knew that she was in deep shit. And once she had told him what she had taken he sighed and nodded. Well, looks like someone was being a dick. He wondered if he would have anything to make the trip kind of even itself out but he didn’t think he did. Then she crashed into him and he wondered if she was passed the fuck out or if she had just like, died. “Hey, are you okay?” he asked her, shaking her a little bit. Hopefully she wouldn’t have died because then that would be really, really bad. How on earth would he describe this one to the cops? TAGGED jade ( amber ) NOTES i rambled so bad. sorry. :c

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[jade lillian reese]

[/b] she muttered beginning to sloppily examine herself but not doing a good job considering she couldn’t really feel any real pain the only evidence she had that she was even hurt was the fact that she was bleeding. She looked down at the cloth that now sat in the bottom of the bath tub still covered in her blood. She frowned and reached her hand up touching the wound before glancing at her hand to study it gently there was no more blood.

When she fell against him she felt extremely drowsy like she could fall asleep at any given moment and Jackson was so warm and comfy that she just wanted to fall asleep against him. But then he began to shake her and she groaned slightly. ’’Jaxxx stop it’’ she whined pulling away slightly and looking up at him with a frown. She rested her hands against his chest with a sigh as she looked up at him. ’’I’m just sleepy can I stay here tonight?’’ she asked softly looking at him then around the bathroom once more.

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