I stressfully tapped in Jax's number he didn't answer. I called him one more time. I hope nothing have happened.
God knows what he could do while driving drunk.
He picked up.
"Hello... Jax?"
"What?" He asked and I relaxed at least he hasn't crashed.
"Where are you?" I asked and waited for him to answer. "Almost at your place, I'm picking you up" He said and I groaned. "No you're not! You're driving home to your apartment to sober up!" I said and tried to convince him to drive home. But he didn't answer. He hung up.
What the hell?
I could she Jax's black car driving up to my house and I walked out to the door.
"What are you doing here?" I asked and walked out to Jax's car. He grabbed my arm and pulled me up against his car. I could smell the smell of whisky from his breath, I've never seen him this drunk.
"Jax? What do you want?" I asked and he groaned.
"I lost a shit ton of money today... and now he wants you" Jax mumbled and I stared at him. "What?!"
"Just do as I say and follow me" he said. What is he talking about?!
"Can you explain what's happening, please?!"
"He's coming for you! Okay can you please listen to me!" Jax said and raised his voice.
"Your drunk as hell Jax. I'm not going to sit down in the same car as you" I said and tried to calm him down.
"Okay fine you're driving!" He said and dropped his car keys in my hand.
"That's not what I meant, I don't even have a drivers license" I said and Jax opened the car door.
"It's fine... you'll be alright" he said and I hesitated for one second before I sat down in the drivers seat.
Dad have showed me how to drive before, but it was months ago and I'm not sure if I know how to drive Jax's car.
After a few seconds I started the engine and Jax raised his eyebrows waiting for me to start. I slowly stepped on the gas and the car moved forward. Okay I think I know how to do this.
I had my eyes focused on the road and Jax sat quiet next to me and looked at every move I made.
"You're looking good behind the wheel" Jax mumbled and gave me a drunk grin.
I actually don't want to talk to him, not after he left but I need to drive him home right now.
"Ahh I know you're mad at mee.... But I needed to leave. It was important" Jax mumbled. It was like he read my mind.
"I gave you one more chance and you blew it" I said and I saw how Jax rolled his eyes.
"Ashley... listen. It was important! I wouldn't have left you if it wasn't..." he mumbled and I nodded.
I don't know if this is the real Jax talking or if it's the drunk side of him.
I'll probably realise that tomorrow when he's sober.
I parked outside his apartment and followed him to his apartment door.
"Goodnight Jax" I said when he stepped in into his apartment.
"Don't leave... please?" He mumbled and I stared at him.
"I need to, my dad-" he interrupted me. "Please Ashley?" I looked at him. His hair was messy and his eyes where tired. "Okay" I mumbled and stepped in into his apartment.
"Can you at least explain to me what's going on?" I asked and Jax closed the door.
"It's noting" he mumbled. "For real Jax! You're drunk as hell and you said a lot of weird stuff" I said and Jax sighted.
"There's a guy and I gave him a lot of fucking money today" Jax mumbled.
"You gave him?"
"Yes. I wanted him to do something for me and he wanted money" he said and I groaned. "And...?"
"And now he said he wanted you..." I stared at Jax. "What?"
"I don't know why" he said and slammed his hand into the wall.
"Do I know this guy?" I asked but Jax didn't answer. "Jax?"
"Yes! It's fucking Jack Garcia!" He said and Jack's name came to me like a shock. I haven't seen Jack in a while.
"What do you mean by: he wants me?" I asked and Jax sighted.
"I don't know okay...?" He said and turned to look at me. "I don't want him to touch you... if he even thinks about touching you... he's dead..." Jax said and took a step closer to me.
"Jax I think you need to sober up, we can talk about this tomorrow but you're way too drunk right now" I said and Jax nodded.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me after him to his bedroom.
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