Jason's POV
"Baby are you about done in there? You know we have quite a few places to go today." I call out to Malarie, outside the bathroom door. She's getting dressed for the day. "Almost, just hold on a bit longer please." She responds from the other side of the bathroom. I could hear her shuffling inside.
Today I am going to take her clothing shopping. Since I nicely promised her four days ago, on Thanksgiving. In these couple of days, a lot has changed. I'm taking my medication, and surprisingly being nicer to her. The guys on the other hand not so much, but I do try. We're both still taking it "slow", but I don't care. Anything to make us happy. And no, we're not having sex... just kissing, making out, and a bit of groping. On a good day.
I also got my snitches taken out as well. I was so happy. All that not bending and using crutches was pissing me off. Malarie had requested Doctor Matthews, just so my name wouldn't cause up a ruckus. I'm still a criminal remember? He had asked if I was taking my meds, and I proudly told him I was. I couldn't help but to blush when Malarie said she was proud of me. Even Doctor Matthew's said he was proud of me.
About ten minutes later, Malarie comes out looking a little irritated. She huffs, dragging herself to me, throwing her arms around my waist. I couldn't help but chuckle. I pecked her nose pulling her arm's length of me.
"Baby worm what's wrong?" I ask, rubbing her arms up and down. "My hair isn't cooperating with me today." She groanes, throwing herself back into my arms. "Your hair looks fine to me button." I coo, patting her butt a little.
"Jason no it doesn't. My last scrunchie broke, and when I tried to tie it in a knot, I tied it too tight. Now it doesn't fit." She whines cutely, looking into my eyes. "It's okay, I like your hair down anyway. I also like you in my clothes, but you want your own, so we need to go now. So can I best boyfriend and buy you some?" She nods, placing a kiss on my chest. Finally pulling away from my chest, she leads us out the bedroom door.
"So you're leading the way now?" I joke, tugging our twined fingers. "Yes, where ever I go, you'll follow me no matter what." She cockily shrugs her little shoulders, blowing a kiss to me.
"You're such a tease donut head." I chuckle, only for her to stick her tongue out at me. I raise a quizzical eyebrow, she only stops, kissing my rough knuckles. "Aw if it isn't the lovey dovey birds." Jacob coos, causing the guys to burst out in laughter. Malarie just blushes looking down.
"Ha ha very funny. Stop your making her blush." I point down to a now hiding Malarie. With her face firmly pressed against my chest. "Aw." They all say in unison.
"Stop guys. You're making my face turn into a baby tomato." Her words are muffled into my shirt, only making us all to laugh now. She groans once again. Still face down.
"Alright, alright, that's enough. We're about to leave. Y'all need anything?" I ask my and Alex's gang. Some of them were eating, like Cal and Jacob. "Yeah! Jason, yo get me those new Jordan's." Damian shouts, pausing his porn watching on the TV.
Damn bro, really? This early in the morning. Well it's not really that early, but ten o'clock is early to me.
"Okay... hand over the money." I shrug nonchalantly, making him smack his lips loudly. "Man here." He throws two hundred bills my way. I look at the money, scoffing.
"What the hell, Malcom if you want some crocs I'll get you some. But if you want them new J's... I need more moola." I smirk, looking down at my gold watch. "Damn Jason here. I better get a clean pair, too. Bring me back my change as well." He laughs, throwing yet another two hundred dollar bills to me.
"I will, damn. Anyone else want something? Have your money ready. Baby get a pen and paper, so we can write down their stuff." She nods, unwrapping herself from my arms. Grabbing a pen and paper, she begins to write down all their wants and needs.
"Okay, we'll be back in a couple of hours. Come baby pumpkin, let's go." I coo, squeezing her cheeks. "Jason I'm seventeen not five." She scoffs, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
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We got inside my Audi, along with Cal coming along. Malarie insisted he come with us, because he wouldn't stop whining. They both started begging me saying 'please, pretty, pretty please'. I of course groaned and made a big deal out of it. This was suppose to be a day just for Malarie and I. But I let him come along anyway. As long as it made my babe happy, I didn't care. They're such children anyway.
The car ride was loud as fuck. The whole time, those two were talking loudly and singing along to the radio. I didn't even know Cal liked the same taste of music, as Mal. Which so happens to be upbeat pop, or old school R&B. At one point during the drive, I decide to put on Rap and Trap music. They chewed me out, forcing me to turn the channel back. I swear I thought I was in the car with two teenage girls.
We finally made it to the mall. I unbuckled my seatbelt, placing my hat on my head. Along with my dark shades. Cal and Malarie did the same, except Malarie didn't have a hat. "Come on ladies, let's go shopping." I say in a horrible high pitch voice, earning an eye roll from Cal.
"Stop being so mean to my best friend." Malarie scolds, holding her hand out for me to grasp. I happily take it in my own. "Fine, my bad Cal." I roll my eyes, walking us towards the front entrance of the door. "It's all good bro." We give each other a bro handshake, continuing our walk to the front entrance of the mall.
We make it to the front door slower than what I imagined; only because Mal and Cal talk and stop a lot. My nerves go the best of me, so I grasp Malarie's hand tighter in mine. She rubs her thumb across my skin, instantly making my heart rate calm down. We walked through the automated sliding doors, revealing the very crowded mall. I inwardly scold myself for bringing us on a Saturday afternoon.
"Malarie, baby plea-" I start to talk, but Malarie pulls me to a stop. "Jason, my beautiful face, Jason. I will not try to leave you. Please have some faith in me." I groan in frustration, nodding my head and leaning in to capture her lips in a kiss.
"Okay my two wonderful friends, I'm starting to feel like a third wheel here." Cal pouts, squeezing in the middle of us, throwing his arms around our shoulders. Malarie giggles shaking her head. "You are no third wheel, let's go to Foot Locker for you crazy boys." She laughs once more, pulling us by our hand into the store. "Okay." Me and Cal smile quite widely.
Shoes are my life, along with my money, and Malarie. She will always be first choice no matter what.
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Malarie's POV
Shoes, clothes, jewelry, and more shoes! These boys seriously like to spend money. I have been sitting here watching Cal and Jason shop for theirselves, and the others. I've become extremely bored, not doing anything. Except nod at their selections they'll show to me, or yawn. Cal's phone didn't do much either. He only has four games, and they kept getting interrupted by women calling or texting him. I just gave up and handed him back his phone.
"Oh my goodness, I'm not trying to be a complainer. But can you two hurry up. Please?" I huff, getting comfortable in my seat. Jason and Cal were shopping in yet another expensive jewelry store. "We're almost done Mal Pal." Cal turns around winking at me. Jason kept his head forward, talking to the assistant helping him.
"Okay." I groan, closing my eyes for the umpteenth time. I soon found my eyes stating shut, taking me into a blissful sleep.
I was awaken by someone shaking me, while calling my name. I swat their hands in annoyance when I felt several taps on my arms. Along with two deep laugh. Jason and Cal.
"Stop trying to wake me up. Let me sleep forever." I mumble, into my arm, which my face is buried in. "Nope, I would miss you too much." Jason says, kissing my nose.
"Come on baby, let's get your stuff." He picks me up off the chair, holding me like a baby. "Jason, I can walk you know." He smiles, placing me back onto the ground. He and Cal grabbed all their bags, and we all headed out to my stores.
"Baby where to?" I look around, and squealed pointing to H&M. "Are you sure? You don't like Forever 21 or Urban Outfitters?" He gestured around us. "I do, I just really like H&M... but I also love Target. I don't see a Target around here though. I would had went there instead." I grin, only making him scoff shaking his head. "My girl will not be wearing anything from Target. In my house, all we where is name brand stuff." He cockily smirks, Cal just nods his head in agreement.
"Oh hush, Target has pretty clothes. Maybe I'll get you in some pretty boy clothes." I giggle, only for Jason and Cal to gasp. Silly boys and their "name brand" clothes. "Okay Mal Pal, let's get you your clothes, you've clearly lost your mind." I roll my eyes. They couldn't see them, because I still had my dark shades on.
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"What about this shirt? I think it's really pretty." I ask a bored looking Jason and Cal. They shrug uncaringly. They are no fun. "Babe, it looks just like the other seven you showed us already." Jason groans, leaning up against a clothing rack.
I cautiously take off my shades, being careful of people recognizing me. Jason looks around our surroundings as well, probably checking if anyone noticed me.
"Calm down Mr. Nervous, I can't see really well with these on." I take the shades in my hand, hooking them on my shirt. "Just hurry, I can't risk anyone spotting you... with us." He motioned his finger between him and Cal. I comply, looking through more racks quickly this time.
The police doesn't even know how Jason and his gang looks.
After I found six shirts, and six pairs of jeans. I informed Jason I was done and ready to go. But no, Jason wasn't satisfied and made me go into Forever 21, Urban Outfitters, and a few other stores as well.
"Okay when I said I wanted my own clothes, I didn't mean ten bags worth." I point to the many bags in their hands.
We all had so much stuff, we had to go back to the car and put the bags inside. I swear Jason and the other guys, do not know how to budget money properly.
"Well Princess, I like spending money on what's mine. And you my pretty, is definitely mine." He did a creepy witch laugh. I widened my eyes, and ran in Cal's arms. "Cal protect me from that creepy witch man." I fake being scared.
"Sure thing Mally, he has an ugly laugh huh?" I nod my head 'yes', seeing Jason giving me a pouty face. I broke free of Cal's grip, standing up on my tippy toes puckering my lips. He gladly kissed me back.
"Mmm delicious, let's go to another store. How about there." He points to some lingerie store." I quickly shake my head. He grumble something underneath his breath. I still shake my head.
"Well how about there?" He points to his right, to Victoria Secret. Oh God that's even worse. "No Jason, I-I'm not going in there." I decline, trying to walk the other way. Nope. He pulled me back, walking us inside the store.
Cal was laughing in hysterics, causing me to shoot him a glare. "Sorry Mal Pal." Crossing my arms, I pout like a child. "She'll be okay bro. She needs underwear, she can't keep wearing mine... or none at all. Although I like that idea." Jason squeezes my butt. I gasp loudly, causing people to stare at me.
He shakes his head in amusement, walking us into the store. I can't believe I'm going into a Victoria Secret store with two guys. I remember going bra shopping with my mom, just for my dad to tag along and embarrassed me badly. Every time I would pick up a random bra to look at, he would say 'nope not that one' or 'that's too grown'. I have a feeling Jason will be the opposite. The complete opposite.
"Ooh shit, I like this one." He picks up a black lacy see through bra." I nearly have heart attack. I never wear lacy bras or panties. I shake my head slow, making him groan. "What about this one Mal?" Cal shows me a bra with studs all over it. Definitely not.
No Cal." I whine, looking at Jason and Cal. They were searching frantically for bras for me. "Well, what size are you?" Cal asks me, looking through a stack of bras. "I'm a-" I begin, though Jason cuts me off.
"She wears a 38B." Jason answers, still looking intensely through the bra racks. I look at him weirdly. He catches me staring, giving me his infamous smile. "Baby I know almost everything about you. I know you wear a size medium in panties, your shoe size is a six or six in a half. Uh you wear an eight in jeans. Personally I think you would look good in just nothing at all." I purse my lips, seeing how much he "knows" me.
"Jason this is just uh, creepy as heck. Geez, did you like have cameras in my house?" I half joke, but seriousness lace my words. He smirks suggestively, making me squirm on spot.
Did he have cameras set up in my house? Oh my God was he watching me undress?
I bit down on my bottom lip. Almost drawing blood. Due to how hard I was biting. "Hey, hey, I'm just kidding babe. I didn't have cameras installed in your house. I only have ever followed you, and maybe used binoculars to creep on you." He stares back at me nervously. Almost like a little boy.
I fake a smile, nodding my head in understanding. Of course he seen right through it. He stopped what he was doing and hugged me. Cooing sweet nothings in my ear.
"It's okay." I whisper, rubbing away a tear that fallen down my cheek. "I'm sorry." He gazes sympathetically at me. "It's okay you weird, creepy, stalker boy." I whisper, giggling at his shocked face.
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"Try this on." Jason speaks loudly, handing me a bright green thong. I scoff, putting it down. I grabbed some regular panties, heading to the changing room. "Ooh and try this shiny gold thong on too." Cal yells, getting everyone's attention. My face quickly heats up in embarrassment.
"You guys stop. You are embarrassing me." I whine going into the dressing room. I went to lock the door, yet a strong hand stops it from closing. Jason. "You thought you would try those sexy undergarments on without me?" He smirks licking his lips.
"Y-yeah, now can you get out?" He pushes his way through the door, staring seductively at me. "Nah uh, I want to see you strip." He slaps my butt, hard.
"Jason you have to stop slapping my behind." He dies it again, this time grasping my butt cheeks. "Never will I ever." He stepped forward, licking my lips. Then planting a kiss on them. I kissed him back.
"I'll give you your time alone... but at least try the thongs on." He hands me a couple, before he walks out. I sigh, setting them down on the chair in the dressing room. "Freaking perv." I whisper to myself. I could hear Jason and Cal talking. I just couldn't make out what they were saying.
I try on a cute pair of frog themed boy shorts. And damn, did they fit perfect. They hugged my curves so nicely. I then went ahead and tried on the rest of the bras and panties. They all fit great. Next was me contemplating, on whether or not I should try the thongs on or not.
"Oh the hell with it." I grabbed the bright green thong and slipped it on.
One word uncomfortable. Although it does look cute on me. I mean it's really pretty-well sexy. I turn around looking at my behind in the mirror. It looks pretty good.
"Fuck, I'm so hard right now." Jason rasps from the door. I quickly gasp, turning around at a lustful looking Jason. I cover my hands over my bra covered chest. "Don't cover up, and you forgot your ass smart on. I can see it in the mirror, and shit does it look good." He points to the mirror, reflecting my butt to him.
"Oh my- Jason get out." I screech, dropping my hands from my breast, hurriedly covering my rear in. "But why? I like how your ass looks. I would so eat it right now." My cheeks flush over in heat. I again point to the door, more sternly this time. He huffs disappointedly, leaving the room.
Scurrying over to the door, I lock it, just hoping he wouldn't crawl under the door this time. I take off the new bra and thong, replacing them with my old bra and Jason's clothes. I step out the room seeing Jason and Cal still talking. I clear my throat, gesturing them with my head to the checkout.
"That's it? You got everything you need?" Jason makes sure, as we walk to the line in the store. "Yes, I have everything I need. Thank you." I give him a hug, receiving a kiss to my head.
"You're so very welcome honey." I cringe at the name. "You are one corny dude." I shake my head. He leans down to kiss me, yet I move my head to the side, causing him to kiss my cheek. "What the hell baby." He looks irritated, as I try to contain laughing at his face.
"Oh stop it." I wave him off, adjusting my shades on my face. He made a fake crying sound, making me giggle like a school girl. "Next!" One of the sales associates called. Jason, Cal, and I, all head to the checkout.
"Damn your jawline is like sexy as hell." She licks her lips, looking at Jason's face. She couldn't see his eyes, but that didn't stop her uncalled for moan. "You all find everything okay?" She finally questions, tearing her eyes off Jason.
"Yeah we did, uh thanks." Jason nonchalantly replies. "Mmm, yes sir. So what's your name gorgeous?" She asks him, wiggling her tongue ring nastily. Ew.
"Whats my total? We are trying to get the hell out of here." Jason raises his voice, making the girl and myself flinch. "Uh, two hundred and seventy eight cents." She clears her throat, fixing her damaged hair.
"Cool, here you go. Throw some of those lip glosses in there too." He points to a cup filled with different colors of lip glosses. She did as she was told, shooting me a dirty look. "Why are giving my best friend those mean ass looks, ugly?" Cal looks at her distastefully. I just hid my face in Jason's arm, trying to contain my giggles.
"Fuck, dude that was a good one. Props to you bro." Jason gives Cal a man handshake thing. "Thank you, thank you." He bows cutely.
I couldn't take it any longer, I busted out laughing. Loudly if I add. Jason and Cal joined in as well. The girl or should I say ugly just scoffed tossing us our bag. I grabbed the bag, mumbling a slight 'sorry'. We kept laughing as we were walking towards the door.
"MALARIE?" I hear a voice yell. I quickly turn around, to see my mom, frantically looking around the store for me. "Malarie, baby are you in here?" I start to shake, wanting to run to her- just to hug her.
I guess Jason saw my body inching towards her, because he pulled me back slightly. I look up at his red face. I don't know if he's mad, or scared. The clench to his strong jaw told me otherwise. He's definitely mad.
"Jason, m-my m-mom is in this store. She heard me, she knows I'm h-here." I whisper, trying to hold back my many of tears wanting to escape.
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Jason's POV
NO! I won't let her leave me. Not now, not never. Especially when we just started dating... I can't let that happen. I pull her arm towards me again, only for her to squirm out my grasp. Still searching for her mother. Cal grabs her wrist, she shruggs him off as well.
"Jason please... please let me at least hug her. I'm begging you, I-I won't leave you. I haven't seen my mom in almost three months. Jason please, please." She pleads with me, grabbing my hands to gaze into my eyes.
I don't want to tell her no, but I do anyway. I shake my head, seeing the tears falling down her face. I know her eyes would be red, I just couldn't see them, past her shades. She rips her hands from my grip, tapping her foot on the ground. I go to grab ahold of her again, she only jerks away. We have been in the mall for over four hours... my medicine is wearing off. I can feel it, I don't want to hurt my baby. But I will if she's being all bitchy and disrespectful.
"Now baby, I have been lenient with you all day. Letting your sassiness slide, your impatience and your rude comments all slide. Now I am ready to go." I try to speak calm through my gritted teeth.
Hell it's so hard. I don't want to hurt her here, having witnesses in all. Especially with her mother being a couple feet away.
"Come on Mal, you can call her as soon as we get home." Cal tries to reason with her. Good looking Cal. "Cal my mom is in here. Please, I won't tell her nothing, I swear on everything." She begins pleading with him.
"Jason man... I can't with her pouty lip." Cal whines, tugging the ends of his hair. Hell nah I take that back. Cal you are fired bruh! "No, I'm not going for that pouty lip shit." She did it to me again. I just shake my head 'no'.
"Fine, I want to break up then." Wait, what? Hell no! "What do you mean, you want to 'break up'? No!." I sneer, pissed she would ever say that. She's not breaking up with me. Nope.
"Well let me see my damn mom." She growls. "Come on Jason, bro your relationship is on the line. I can tell you're getting angry, so um just let her see her mom." Cal speaks nervously.
I rub my face angrily. I hate being out numbered, this shit always happens to me. I groan dramatically, saying a few curse words under my breath.
"Fine, but you better make it quick. No bullshit, or I put two bullets in her skull." I take off my hat, running my hands fiercely through my hair. I put my hat back on, to follow Malarie to her still yelling mother. "Thank you Jason, so much." She grabs my hand, placing a kiss on it.
"Yeah whatever. You so owe me makeup sex, dinner, and lots of kisses." I weakly smile, pushing the thought of her leaving me, away. "I'll do it... if you're not so rough and fast. I'll even enjoy every minute of it." She blushes bright red.
"MALARIE, darling!" We hear her mother yell again. "Mom please you're making a scene." I hear another female voice in the distance. I tighten the hold on Malarie's hand. I guess she heard the voice too, because she tensed up as well.
"J-Jason m-my s-sister is here too." I gulp nodding my head. "Come on, let's go see them." I fake confidence. In reality I am scared as shit. I think Cal is too... he hasn't said a word.
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Malarie's POV
We got closer and closer to my very loud mom. She sounds as if she's having a nervous melt down by the changing rooms. I couldn't help but shed a few tears as I inched near her. Jason let my hand go, not before threatening me in my ear. I nod my head, keeping my promise to him.
"I heard her laughs, my baby is in here." She cries into her hands, making my heart shatter into tiny little pieces.
I looked back to see Jason with a tight set jaw. Along with a nail biting Cal. I nod my head at them, letting them know I wouldn't do anything crazy. I would never jeopardize my mother's life. Well my sisters now, too.
"Mom please calm down, you didn't hear her. Let me get you some water." Jessa ran to the front of the store.
Now's my time to get her attention.
I get closer to her, only to hear a throat being cleared. I knew it was Jason warning me, I turned around, giving him a small smile. A silent agreement. I am now behind my crying mother, I don't know what to do. She looks so heartbroken- so tired. I decide to do what I always did to cheer her up. I wrapp my arms around her, she gasped loudly, screaming at that. I kissed her cheeks multiple times, only for her to realize it was me.
"M-Malarie? Sweetie its y-you, I knew it was. I know my little babies laugh anywhere." She cries rocking us back and forth, holding onto me tightly. No mom let go, I have to go. "Mama it's me. I love you so much, with all of my heart. Please don't cry no more. I am okay, tell everyone I love them." I cry, hugging her tighter than ever.
"Why are talking like that? What are you talking about? You're coming home with us, now! JESSA... JESSA!! MALRIE IS HERE!" I hear Jason cuss loudly, I quickly pulled away, turning her around to see me. I kissed her cheeks once more.
"I love you mommy! I love everybody, please tell them for me. Don't try to find me... they will kill you." I took off my shades, showing her my eyes she always loved so dearly. "My big girl, no you will stay." She grabs my arms firmly.
I shake my head quickly, turning around to see Jason and Cal walking briskly towards us. Jason has his gun discreetly out. I broke free of her grip, immediately planting several kisses on her face. I pull my ring off my finger, handing it to her. Remember me mom.
I backed away, putting my shades back on my face. Running away from her, she screamed in agony. She even tried running after me. Cal 'accidently' bumped into her, making her fall to the ground. I ran all the way to the parking lot, screaming my lungs out. People probably witnessed my break down. I don't care.
"AHHHH! WHY? WHY ME GOD, WHY ME?" I scream, crying at the same time. I even kicked Jason's door multiple times. I am angry so damn angry.
Shit! I put a huge dent in his door! Damn it. Don't kill me Jason.
I hear running coming towards me. I knew it was those two, I didn't have to turn around. I kick his car door a few more times. Until I felt arms roughly pull me away.
"What the fuck! You calm your ass down." Jason screams, shaking some sense back into me. I nod, placing my head in my hands.
Cal walks me to the passenger side of the car. I shake my head in refusal, walking to the backseat. We all got in the car, driving back home. They attempted to make small talk with me, I just nodded or shook my head. Not wanting to talk.
"Baby you can't stay mad at me forever. I let you see your mom, so you need to stop being such a brat. Plus I agreed to you calling her, so just cut the drama queen act." Jason looked at me through the rear view mirror. I roll my eyes, not acknowledging him. The car pulled to a halt. I glance around confused.
"Did you hear me?" He turns around looking mighty pissed. I rapidly nod, not wanting to get hit. "Princess use your words, please." He takes deep breaths in and out. "I hear you Jason, and I understand. I'm sorry." I unbuckle my seat belt, pecking his lips quickly. I then set back down and buckled myself up again.
"That's good. You will call her as soon as we get home, alright? I mumbles a 'yes'.
Mama I'm sorry I made your life a living hell these past three months. I hope you know I love you and that I care for you with everything in my heart. I can't stop thinking about you all. I know you would probably whoop my booty if you found out I was dating a kidnapper/criminal. The thing is, he needs me... you always taught me to help out others in need. That's what I'm doing. I'm being a light in his darkness. I like him, I really do. But I miss you all so much more. Please forgive me.
Mom, dad, Greg, Jessa, Jaden, Emily, Albert, and Grandparents. I LOVE YOU.
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- Hi! Chapter 20 cookie monsters!! I updated at one am my time. Since I have international readers as well. I hope you enjoyed it. :)
- Malarie finally got her clothes!! She saw her mom! And she wouldn't let her go!
- Alexis -