Hey everybody, I am so sorry that its taken me so long to get a new chapter up. A lot of stuffs been going on that I wont go into. But I do want to thank you all for the reviews. It really makes me want to write more. I especially love the reviews where I can tell some of you are really getting into the story. I know some of you aren't really liking Christine's character haha, but what can I say? I do appreciate yall so much. God Bless and have a great day.
Oh btw, this is Rated R lol.
Picking up the little puppy off her chest she sat him on the bed next to her and sat up preparing herself for an argument. Instead of hearing his footsteps coming down the hallway like she expected the sounds of him going into the living room and falling down on the couch echoed through the house. She sat there for a moment deep in thought. Well there's no way I'm going to be able to sleep but if I go in there I know its going to be an argument. Do I really want to start that tonight? Deciding on a no she laid back down and stared at the ceiling for what seemed like hours. The images of the blonde straddling Jax were taunting her and she kept having to tell herself to calm down so that she wouldnt go in there and start a full out war. Figuring that he was cold since there werent any blankets in the living room won out and she got up grabbing one off the bed and started down the hallway. Each step felt like she was dragging two lead feet. The dread in her stomach growing as she inched closer. Watch me be trying to do something nice, although he doesnt deserve it, and it end up blowing up in my face. Rounding the corner into the living room she saw him laying on the couch asleep. Clothes and shoes still on with his hat pulled down over his eyes. She felt that pang in her chest of how much she loved him and let it take place of the anger for a moment. Christine laid the blanket down over the arm of the chair and bent down and started gently untying his shoes pulling them off one by one. Jax smelled like straight liquor so she figured he'd gotten plastered before he came home. Knowing this took some of the anxiety off her chest figuring it would be hard to wake him. She took his hat off and placed it on the back of the couch then unzipped his coat. She pulled one arm out at a time but wasnt able to get his hoodie out from under him and left it. Unbuttoning his jeans and getting them off was going to be the hardest part. But she got them off only making him stir a little in his sleep. Standing back up she threw the blanket over top of him looking down at his peaceful face. How could a man who looks this kind and innocent in his sleep do the things he does every day she wondered. Cutting off the light and making sure the door was lock she headed back to the bedroom and laid down.
The morning sun coming in through the blinds woke her. She wasnt sure when she fell asleep but she had tossed and turned for awhile. Picking her phone up off the night stand she checked the time. Eight thirty in the morning, Jax probably wouldnt be up yet and she was busting to pee. Climbing out of the bed she made a run for the bathroom. It wasnt until she'd ran into the bathroom that she realized he was taking a shower. The steam hit her full force. He hadnt heard her come in obviously because he hadnt said anything, so she went and sat down to pee. She went back to the bedroom and got the puppy and took him to the kitchen to feed then started making herself something to eat. Should I just leave before he gets out so that I dont have to deal with this? That would make a lot more sense than waiting for a pissed off bear to come find me. Ill just make him breakfast and see where that takes us. Or should I just leave it be? She sighed wishing she could get out of her own head for five minutes. Overthinking everything had always been a problem of hers. Which is probably why she drove all the way out here. Although if she wouldnt have theres no telling what would have been going on. How could he do this to her? She wouldnt do it to him. The sickening thought of why was she even trying to make it work started running through her head. She saw a tear drop hit the counter where she was making breakfast. She hadnt even realised she was crying. She wiped her face and finished cooking breakfast.
Sitting at the table with everything in front of her she waited for him to come in. Her fork kept making its rounds pushing her eggs back and forth. She hadnt had the appetite to eat anything. Her eggs were making their hundredth round when Jax finally walked in. His hair still wet. The water from his hair was dripping down onto his white shirt making dark spots as they soaked in. He must not have expected her to still be here when he got out of the shower because he had an anxious exasperated look on his face as he ran his hand through his hair and leaned against the door jam.
"Is it safe for me to come in here?" he asked focusing on the pattern in the tile on the floor.
The hair on her neck was standing up and her stomach was twisting in knots. All she could think to say was "I made breakfast".
Jax took this as hint that it was okay to sit down. The quietness in the room was so loud she could hear both of their breathing. Feeling the tears coming up again she stood up, the chair making a scraping noise across the floor and beelined for the bedroom. Her chest was tight and she felt dizzy as she grabbed on to the dresser in the bedroom for support. THe image of the blonde assaulted her again. Jax walked through the door and started towards her but she threw her hands up in front of her.
"Dont! Dont touch me."
"Christine, I'm-"
"You're what Jax? Sorry?! You cant just say sorry after doing something like this and expect it to be okay!"
Jax moved towards her again ignoring her protests. Christine shoved him hard in the chest.
"Dont touch me."
"Can you stop being such a bitch for one second,"
"What the fuck did you call me?"
She shoved him hard in the chest again, this time pushing him into the wall behind him.
"I'm a bitch?" she said hitting him in the chest. "You're the one fucking somebody else and I'm the bitch?!"
Anger was starting to flare up in his eyes but she didnt care. She wanted to push him as far as he had pushed her.
"I didn't fuck her!"
She reached up and smacked him across the face causing his head to go to the side.
"Dont lie to me," she said as she punched him in the chest, "Dont you fucking lie to me too."
Tears rapidly started making their way down her face. Jax had had enough, he slowly started walking towards her as she continued to yell at him and hit him the chest. Christine felt her back hit the wall and in a flash Jax had grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head. His body was pressed up against her holding her against the wall. WIth his face an inch from hers he looked into her eyes. She good see every emotion going through him. Anger, hurt, fear, and when he spoke he spoke with his teeth clenched together.
"I am NOT lying to you. I didnt fuck her. Its YOU Christine! Its only you!"
Christines body relaxed but the tears didnt stop. Jax leaned in never taking his eyes off hers and kissed her. She just sat there motionless at first but her heart got the best of her and she leaned into him kissing him back in an urgent manner. His grip on her wrists tightened and she let out a moan before biting his lip. Letting her wrists go he grabbed her hips picking her up and sat her on the dresser. She pulled off his shirt throwing it in the floor then grabbed him behind the neck and pulled his mouth back on to hers. He pulled away this time taking off her shirt and her bra. Grabbing her hair at the nape of her neck in his fist he pulled her head back so that he had full access to her neck and started kissing and biting his way down her neck. A moan escaped her lips and she dug her nails into his forarms. Christine pushed him backwards and hopped off the dresser. She unbuttoned his jeans and shoved him backwards onto the bed taking off his boxers and jeans then took off her own shorts and panites. Climbing on the bed she straddled him. lowering herself down onto him slowly she moaned picking up pace. She took all of her frustrations out going harder, Jax gripping her thighs, his eyes closed as his moans and groans came out. Not being able to take it anymore he rolled them over so that he was on top of her pinning her arms above her head again and thrusted into her harder than he ever had before. Her body was like a live wire and she felt like she couldnt take what he was doing but there was no way she wanted him to stop. She felt her body leading up to climax as she grabbed onto him. The waves of ecstasy rocking her body over and over again. Jax came undone at the sight of her coming undone and he collapsed on top of her trying to catch his breath.
They lay there awhile later under the covers Jax rubbing his finger up and down her stomach.
Christine sighed, "Im still mad at you"
"I know," he said never breaking a stride on her stomach.
"You know what the saddest part is? Im so mad at you and I dont even wanna see your face right now, but you're the person I want to just be around right now."
"Christine-"
Whatever Jax was about to say was interrupted by a loud crashing noise coming from the front of the house. Followed by multiple sets of foot fall. Jax had already jumped up and pulled his boxers on getting ready to grab his piece. Christine jumped up pulling on her panties and her shirt just before they got swarmed by cops, decked out in bullet proof vests with their guns drawn.
"PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND DONT MOVE!"
"Do you have a fucking warrant?" Jax said asked stepping towards them.
That seemed to be the little excuse they needed. Two officers lunged at him slinging him up against the wall pinning his arms behind his back.
"Jax!" Christine took a few steps toward him only to be shoved back into the wall by an officer, The hit knocking the breath out of her. The cops slapped cuffs on Jax just before he started trying to get loose out of their grip.
"She's fucking pregnant!"
The officer who had pushed her against the wall backed off a little bit but was still blocking her from moving.
In walked Agent Stahl with a smug grin on her face. Walking over towards Jax she leaned in close to his face.
"Hello Mr. Teller, we meet again. It seems like we've had some reports about drugs and guns being stored in your house."
"Bullshit!"
Leaning back away from him she looked around at the other officers.
"Take him in, and then search this house from top to bottom."
Christines temper was flaring. For the first time she realized that Officer Hale was standing behind some other officers near the door. Her distate for him started to grow at a rapid speed. The officer pulled Jax off the wall and made a move to head for the door.
"Wait," she said dodging aroud the officer. "Atleast let me put his pants on."
She didnt wait for a yes or a no she walked over to the floor and picked his pants, socks, and shoes up. Walking over in front of him she bent down and pulled his pants up then buttoned them. Then continued with his socks and shoes. She was aware that all eyes were on her and she was aware that she was in a shirt and panties and all but two of the other people in the room were men. She never looked at them though. She wouldnt let them see how bad they were getting to her. They didnt deserve to get that kind of rise out of her. Standing back up she kissed him on the mouth.
"Ill call your mom," she called after him "I love you."
Officer Hale hung back she noticed as everybody was clearing the room. She waited until everybody left the room the walked over to him and slapped him across the face. She saw the anger wash over his face.
"You know I could take you to jail for that."
"But you wont."
He sighed rubbing his hand down his face. His age really showed when he let his guard down.
"I didnt even wanna come in here and do this okay, so just put some clothes on."
With that he walked out leaving her in the bedroom by herself. Walking around she started grabbing her clothes and put them on. She got her bag and stuffed Jax's piece down in it. Walking in the living room past the cops she grabbed the puppy Jax got her and walked out the front door. Officer Hale was standing on the sidewalk out front talking to one of the officers, a red hand print starting to show on his cheek. She walked up to him interrupting the conversation.
"Dont let them break anything, you hear me?" She said point blank.
"Alright. I wont." He said.
With that she turned on her heel and got in the Cutlass and headed down the street. Pulling her phone out she dialed Gemmas number. She picked up after a few rings.
"Hey baby, How are you?"
"That aint important right now. The cops just busted in Jax's house. They took him in."
