Chapter 9

We pulled up into the drive way and I wasn't paying any attention till Jason told me to stay in car. That's when I saw a black figure sitting on the same bench I had my first kiss on with Jason. When Jason hopped out of the Impala the figure stood up, I could right then and there that it was Jake. I don't know why the hell he was here but I wasn't happy that he was. I truthfully was scared to move out of the car, I knew he had a temper but how did he find me and Tyson? And so soon, it's been barely a day!

I could see what was going to happen before it did, and when I say Jake pull out an object from his coat, I was out of the car in a flash and in between them both before I realised what was happening.

"I want my son!" Jake was mad, his face was burning red and vanes in his face were noticeable

"He's my son to, Jake!"

"Then both of you, I don't care!"

"I know you better, you always safe in bed" Jason was so calm, and he was the one with the gun pointed to him.

"So, It must have broken!" he was somehow even more pissed than before

"Did it Jake?" he challenged. Jake had nothing to saw at that moment

"Is it Jake?" I wanted to know for myself.

"Shut up! Of course it is"

"She was with me that night to Jake"

That pushed him over the edge, he turned to me and slapped me. At that moment Jason did a football like tackle into his stomach and pushed him down on the porch, pushed the gun away to my feet and punched him. BANG! The gun went off and missed my leg by an inch, Jason flung of off Jake to check on me. I don't remember much after that. Everything went dark.

"What the hell…" I sat up and rubbed my eyes, where the hell was I? The room had beige walls and lime green sheets and a black and white zebra print blanket. I through the quilt off and ran down the stairs. The music was on and the was noise coming the kitchen, somebody just closed a cupboard and set down a class.

"Jason!" god, where was he? What happened with Jake? Is he ok? God I'd hate myself if something ever happened to Jason… I couldn't live with that.

I rounded the corner to see him pouring a class of whiskey, he put down the bottle and faced me just in time. I was so scared I was going to lose him again. I ran into him. My arms were around his neck and my legs where rapped around him. There was no way I was ever letting him go know.

"I was scared I lost you" I whispered to him

"Its fine, babe" he was gripping onto me as hard as I was holding onto him.

I pulled away a little and looked at him, "What happened!"

He smiled his devil smile for a quick moment than it was gone "' The gun went off by you, you fainted. And Jake took off running like a bat out of hell, I checked on you to make sure you weren't hurt, than went after him.

"Somebody heard the shot, so by the time I dragged his ass back there was a cop car and an ambulance all outside on my lawn, and I just cut the lawn. Now there's tired treads all over the damn thing" I could tell at this he was genially upset about.

I gave him the look to say 'so? Go on!' He just smiled and continued "They checked you over, said you would wake up soon, just to let you rest. And arrested your ex-boyfriend, oh and yah they want DNA done… have a good sleep?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, that jerk! "What! DNA?"

"Yes, darling. That's ok because I know Tyson is my son, and the tests will prove it" he smiled at me

"Where is Tyson?" I had so many things going on at once, I didn't think my head would ever stop swimming

"it's ok babe, he's at my mom's for the night. I explained what happened and she had no problem looking after him for a while." His mom was an Angle, even when me and Jason weren't together she would offer to come over and help me out with things, like setting up the crib… My stuff! Oh man I'm never going to get it back.

"What's wrong?" he could see I wasn't happy with what I was thinking about.

"My stuff is still at Jake's"

"You have a key?"

"Yes, but…"

"Ok, have a drink with me than were off. He's going to be in jail for a day at least." He grinned and gave off a total bad boy vibe.

I unwrapped my legs and he helped me with the whole height difference. I grabbed myself a glass and he poured me a little whiskey.

"1,2…" and we took the shot with no problem. We never waited to 3, it was our own little quark, and inside joke just between me and him. I can't believe he still remembered it though.

He just looked down at me, with an eyebrow raised.

"What?" I asked, completely confused at what was wrong

"You drink like a pro know" he laughed

I hit him teasing "oh shut up! I've changed a lot Jason"

"I know you have, "

I was going to ask if it was good or not when he put his hand on my check, and kissed me. The fire started all over again. And it was always this way with him. The fire was hot and fast, burned everything in sight like a wild fire know body could control. And I loved it… Who wouldn't? It was all instant when we touched, I would put my hand in his hair, and he would put his hand my waist pulling me closer to him.