Retribution

Chapter Twenty Five

'Many?' The question was supposed to be curious but I spat the word.

'With a few different woman yeah. But none of them actually got pregnant.'

'Ready to start Jaxon!' Matt casually called from beside us but Jaxon didn't even acknowledge him.

'You don't have to worry.' He assured me.

'So with you, I can never be a mom.' I whispered, my heart cracking at the thought. I knew I wouldn't be having a kid for many years to come because I'm only seventeen but I looked forward to the day I would be able to settle down with a man I loved and have children of my own. It's only the early stages of our relationship, but now I know that staying with Jaxon meant I would never have that chance and my heart felt like shattering at the prospect. With how quickly our relationship was growing and with the things we had discovered through it, it was almost unspoken that we will always be together and I felt oddly okay with that. But now with the possibility of kids gone I couldn't help but feel devastated as I tried hard to will the potential tears away.

'There will only be me, Olivia.' He growled out. 'But yes, you more than likely won't ever be a mom.' His voice turned cold as he looked down on me with a blank emotion.

'But,' I started but I was cut off, Jaxon's hand roughly grabbing my upper arm silencing me straight away, my heart racing as I cowered away him his anger filled state.

'No buts Olivia. There will never be any other man in your life, I won't allow it.' His voice sounded like it held a threat to it and just after watching him viciously beat up many men I couldn't help but feel scared. I nodded my head in fear of his reaction if I kept talking.

'Jaxon!' Matt called again.

'Watch your fucking mouth.' Jaxon finally retaliated, his head snapping to face Matt as his face paled. Jaxon's harsh glare snapped its way back to my face, my eyes squeezed closed as I took in deep breaths in attempt to keep myself calm. I heard him suck in a sharp breath his arm instantly releasing its tight grip on my arm as I let out another shaky breath.

'Liv,' he said, his voice sounding like a deer caught in headlights. 'I'm sorry. I didn't mean it.'

My eyes shot open as I felt his lips pressing soft kisses over where his fingers had been pressing angrily at my skin. His apologetic eyes bored into mine as he silently begged for forgiveness. I hated how this had shaken me up so much, I hated how even after we both admitted we love each other that he could still spark the emotion of fear towards him as he did for the first whole half of knowing each other.

'Liv-,'

'Go,' I muttered nodding my head towards the battle ring. He looked like he had just gotten stabbed from my words.

'Liv-'

'I love you.' I said quietly looking at the ground but from the corner of my eye I saw his face split into a grin. 'Just give me a few minutes.' He nodded his head before pressing one more sly kiss onto my skin before he pushed his body off the ground and back to the ring, his footsteps determined strides as he was about to let the rest of his anger towards what just happened loose.

I feel sorry for whoever has to fight him now.

***

It is clear to me that Jaxon still feels guilty about what he had done earlier this afternoon because even now as we sat in the usual caravan to talk with Jarred, Matt and Tom, he was being uncharacteristically gentle with me. Under the table he held my hand gently, his thumb stroking over my hand in random shapes in a calming gesture. Long ago I had forgiven him for his rough action but I don't think he had come to terms with that yet and he still mentally beat himself up for being rough with me. Every so often he would press a sweet kiss onto my head or neck when the others weren't looking and he even appeared to be too scared to joke around with me.