Paint it Black

Chapter 17

"Jax" I spoke feeling the side of the bed dip in as his large body slipped in behind me to hold me. It had already been such a long night all I wanted was to rest.

"What time is it?" I mumbled looking over to the bed side table to see the analog alarm clocks bright red numbers read 3:05 am. Sighing I sat my head back down on the pillow and rolled over to face him.

Only it wasn't him...

Kohn lay their in our bed looking right at me. His sickening smug smile spread wide across his face.

"JAX!!!!" I started to panic not being able to breath as the tightening sensation in my chest became worse.

Kohn quickly grabbed me by my throat and pinned me to the mattress. " Not so tuff without prince charming, aye princess?" He questioned as he squeezed harder on my neck.

"JACKSON!!" I thrashed about as I tried to scream. My mind running a mile a minute as I fought to get out from his grasp. He chuckled darkly before leaning in to place his lips on mine.

I scrunched up my face in discussed and shook my head back and forth trying to stop him from kissing me again. As he went back in for another kiss I bit down hard on his lip causing it to gush blood as he backed off. "Stupid Bitch!" He screamed back before turning away from me to wipe it on his shirt.

In his fit of rage he cocked back his arm and decked me right across the face my nose spewed out blood as I became dizzy.

"Jax..." I called out

"Jax...."

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"Nick"

"Nick"

"Nicole wake up." Jax spoke as he grabbed a hold of my trembling body. "Nicole baby, it was a bad dream I'm here." He whispered into my hair as he pulled me up into his lap from the bed.

"It felt so real Jax....he was there...he was all over me." I cried as I burrowed my face deeper into his tee shirt.

"I'm so sorry baby." He whispered as he lifted my face from his shirt and gently kissed at my still swollen lip. " Your lip looks better today."

"Your such a horrible liar." I replied as I poked at my lip with my fingers. It was still obviously swollen but it didn't feel as sore as the other day. Standing to look in the mirror above the dresser I raked my hands threw my messy hair and took in my appearance.

My lip was still slightly bruised but no longer looked as bloated as it was before. Now it didn't look like I held a marble in my mouth. My eyes were dark and sunk in from the harsh night of no sleep as bags now formed under them.

"I like to think I'm a pretty good liar." Jax chuckled as he slipped his strong tattooed arms around my waist before nibbling at my neck.

" I look like shit and you still want to get some?" Looking up in the mirror I watched his blue eyes meet my reflection. "Damn you must be in love with me."I muttered.

"You have no idea sweetheart." He uttered before he kissed the side of my face and spun me around to face him.

His hands gripped at my waist as he pulled me into his body and kissed my lips again. Resting our foreheads together as we pulled back from the kiss he sighed. " I got some club shit to handle that I don't want to do but we got to get Cameron straight if we want to even think of moving on with new business with the Irish."