This one-shot was inspired by Selena's song 'La Carcacha'. I hope you enjoy. There are adult themes mentioned.

THANKS TO ALL THOSE THAT TOOK THE TIME TO READ AND FOLLOW/FAVORITE MY LITTLE BOOK IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME. -JasZ.

Warning: Language and adult themes

It was a rainy Monday and per usual you waited at the corner waiting for you ride. The umbrella shielded you from the rain but your use to it. As a matter of fact you loved it. Something about it cleansing the earth and the scent made you want to curl up with a good book or your boyfriend. Whom you were waiting for. As a group of your classmates whisper and giggle you know they are talking about him.

It's like they have nothing better to do than to put people down. Jason was a good guy and you loved him for being him. Protective, strong and witty, he was your main squeeze for some time. You were happy with him and him with you or least you hope he was. It was tough working on your relationship with him working two jobs and you working and going to school. The two of you are a far cry from being rich or middle class.

Glancing out at the street in hopes of seeing Jason's car before the boy toys of the harpies appear. Or some boys thinking they could hit on you for having a pretty face. You are considered to be one of the prettiest girls to attend the college. A natural beauty as most have whispered but you don't care about appearances. Because all those jerks at are loaded with money, have gotta some kind of job done on their person as if they were trying to hide the fact they are rotten inside.

Your prayer wasn't answered as some boys go up to the harpies and they are loudly commenting on Jason's beat up car. As well as the fact that he has little to no money. This of course makes another question why you're with him. You bite your tongue wanting to control your temper. They can say nasty things about you and you'll wave it off like a fly annoying the hell out of you. But mess with Jason and you'll maul their face off.

"Hey, L/n. where's you poor boyfriend?" One calls out. You are about ready to use the umbrella as a weapon.

"L/n, I heard he's a drug dealer!" her friend calls out.

"Aren't you embarrassed to be with him? You know if you were my girl I'd give you all your little heart desires." A tall blond jibes.

"She might be carrying something. She is poor and has been fucking the poor guy." Another guy replies to his friend.

"We're talking to you-"

"He's not a drug dealer, he's a mechanic and bouncer, respectable jobs not that any of you can hold a job that wasn't given to you by mommy or daddy. " You hiss as you turn your attention to them.

"Oh she talks!" The first girl huffs.

"Oh, I do. I'm not embarrassed or ashamed to be with Jay. I'm his girl and that clearly speaks volumes. I don't need useless trinkets so you can shove those up your ass. Because what I want you cannot buy with your trust fund. As for him being poor; yes we do not have the money to spurge on pointless things. But you know what; he treats me like a queen... a goddess even. I'm sure you harpies have never known the feeling of a working man doting on you after a long day at work. He's my man and if you ever say stupid shit like that again I won't hesitant to make your pay for it." You shrug.

"I bet you his ugly." One of the girls mumbles.

"Oh, he's not. He's yummy." You say loudly. "Lip-smacking piece of ass that fucks me each and every night like it was last time he'd ever touch me again. It's so animalistic and hot that I'm sure you have never had that happen. He makes me lose control and I him." You hear the car before you see it.

A smile appears on your lips as you hear the car beeping and a tall man crammed in the small car. The car is an old 1967 Shelby GT500, with a different colored door on the right side. Plastic covered the left side window. The hood of the car is rusted and all together another color. The tires are obviously too small for the model of the car. But it gets them where they have to get to. The car halts in front you. As you step forward. You hear the cranking of the gears as Jason puts it on park.

The driver door opens and out steps the six foot tall man. His raven locks curl slightly due to being drenched and his teal eyes scan you as you smile at him. His handsome features morph from concerned and uncertainly to ease. He closes his door and dashes to where you are and helps you over the puddle. Opening the door you start to slip in but turn to the group that stare wide eye at the delicious man you call boyfriend.

Jason sees the gleam in your c/e and that little smirk. You shut the umbrella , while pulling it in and Jason closes door. You watch as he starts his way back to the driver's side but can't help but notice the way his white shirt clings to him. He most likely had trouble starting old Lee up. As he enters and shuts the door; he turns to you. You launch yourself at him and kiss him like no tomorrow. Giving those assholes a little show as you detached yourself from Jason, who growls at you.

"You really want to play that game?" He huffs as he switches the gears and starts out.

"Maybe." You reply as you plot events that will most likely be altered due to Jason's dominate nature.

"Should I park the car somewhere?"

"No, we don't want to get caught by Officer Grayson again. It was a miracle he let us off the first time." You give him a coy smile.

"That pansy." Jason snorts. "so want to tell me what the hell was all that about back there?"

"Oh, they were being assholes so I gave them a taste of their own medicine."

"Y/n" Jason starts knowing your version of medicine; you like making people uncomfortable while he beats them to a bloody plump.

"Fine, I told them you were a lip-smacking piece of ass that fucks me each and every night like it was your last. And that it's animalistic and hot." You confess.

"That's my girl. And I'll show you animalistic."

"Oh please do."

Jason laughs until Lee comes to a halt a few blocks from your apartment. Cursing Jason starts out the door. You watch as he kicks the tire and curses. You laugh as he nearly slips; of course he hears you and glares at you. So you do what any other person would do. You get out and start towards the apartment. Before you can even make it four steps Jason has you in his embrace. Sure the car sucks but the owner is the best thing that ever stop in front of you one night while waiting at the bus stop.

There you have it! I hope you enjoyed! Who would you like to read about next? I hope to hear from you guys. Don't forget to Review. ^^-Jasz

Published on wattpad: 08-02-17

Fanfic: 09-13-17