The Fighter

Chapter 1

    SABINE'S POV
"Everybody's talking about heaven like they just can't wait to go/ Saying how it's gonna be so good, so beautiful/ Lying next to you, in this bed with you, I ain't convinced/Cause, I don't know how, I don't know how heaven, heaven/ Could be better than this" I wake up to the chorus of Kane brown's Heaven being sung into my ear. I smile as I feel the weight of the arms' guy next to me wrap around me. I flip over to find Jasper Grey, with his blonde hair just scraping his forehead, looking at me with his beautiful deep grey eyes. I could wake up like this everyday. No more worrying about if I am leaving, or not having a life. I can wake up to my smiling boyfriend with his arms wrapped around me everyday.  Maybe this is what heaven is.

    I give him a kiss before getting up and grabbing a quick shower. I still can't believe I have been living here for about six months, and this is already more of a home to me then the one I was raised in. Six months ago, I would have been running to who-knows-where to stay away from my brother and his biker gang. Now I am standing in the shower of another biker, but I feel safer, and more like I have a place here. Jasper has been so sweet to me when I finally opened up to him about everything that has happened, and swore to me to protect me as long as I stay. I decided at that moment that I wanted to stop running, and maybe have a life. Jasper has taken me in, and we ended up falling for each other. Today will mark our six months of being together. I get out of the shower, blow dry my hair, then went to go get dressed.

I decided to put on one of Jasper's favorite outfits, a black dress that hit mid-thigh on me, a pair of dark skinny jeans, and a pair of black high-heeled boots that went up to my mid-calf. I took my long straight hair, and braid the sides to pull back, and leave the back loose. I put on light makeup, and deem myself ready to go and see my man. I walk down the hall to find him in the kitchen, making some breakfast. He is in his dark jeans, the ones that just sit on his hips, and his black shirt that is just tight enough that I can see all of his muscles move as he moves around the kitchen. As he goes back to the pancakes on the stove, I walk up behind him, and wrap my arms around his middle, and lean my head just between his shoulder blades. I can feel him flip the pancakes, then turn to hug my properly, planting a kiss just on my forehead as I look up.

Yes, maybe this is heaven. "Good morning Jas," I say quietly because I feel if I speak to loud this moment will break.

I can see his smile widen as he says in his gruff, just-woke-up voice "Good morning my dear. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes I did, how about you?" I ask as I reluctantly pulled away to go set up the small breakfast bar for two. His kitchen is so beautiful when you look at it in a big picture. He has an Island in the middle of the room that also counts as an eating area, stainless steel stove and refrigerator, the counters are made of granite, as well as his breakfast bar. We normally eat at the bar when it's just us, but when the guys come over, we eat at the island. Just as I finish pouring some milk into both of our glasses, Jasper places a big stack of pancakes on a plate in the middle of our plates. We both sat down, and enjoyed the pancakes, which practically melted in your mouth, and cleaned it all up when we were done.

"So my dear, what would you like to do today?" He asks me as I finish up washing the last dish.

"I don't know, do you have anything you want to do?" I say looking over my shoulder at him.

"Well I know on-" he says before I interrupt

"Something other than that," I laugh, "Do you have anywhere you want to go?" I say rewording my question.

"Well I know some of the guys wanted to go for a ride today, but I wanted to be with you, so it's up to you," he says.

Jasper is part of the Reapers, who are a bunch of guys who wanted to ride motorcycles together, and of recently, were forced into the Mongols. The Mongols are the biggest biker gangs on the west coast side. They deal with everything illegal, and get away with it because they have ties within the justice system. The head of the Mongols had told Jasper, who is the head of the Reapers, that if they don't abide by their rules, the Mongols will end the Reapers. The group had discussed it all, and agreed to do the Mongols dealings, but they had made the request to not get in the middle of the illegal stuff. The Mongol Leader had agreed, so now the reapers stay in the back, and count all the money, drugs, and guns of the group. Jasper says he would rather keep the group together, even if that means counting the inventory. Since Jasper is the head of the group, he also is a main guy in the Mongols. I was worried he would tell the head of the Mongols because I could be a great source of information of the Pagans, but swore to me that he wouldn't mention that to anyone other than his group. So far, he kept that promise.