Sixteen

Jaxon

I throw the phone to the wall and hear it crack. I yell in frustration and gripped my hair. I punched the wall I don't even know many times I did, but I know there're busted and starting to swell up. I grabbed the desk and flip it over and grab the chair and throw it across the room. I grab the photo frames of me and my ma and throw them on the wall and glass is flying everywhere.

How can I let Sañtiago get her! How can that even happen!

The thought of him touching what's mine gets the demon inside me all ratted up. There's holes all over my office walls and the whole room is in a mess with papers scatter all over the floor, wood chips everywhere, glass and photos crumpled up.

I grab my car keys and rush towards the house. I don't even bother to take the key out of the car. I rush in and slam the bosses door open.

The girls head lifts up from his lap and he his eyes open.

"What!?" He said sounding pretty annoyed.

"It's Sañtiago. He has Jordan." I said while glaring at the girl who looks like she can be a tampon because of how red she is. I looked back to boss and see him looking lost in thought.

"Leave us."

She gets up and leaves as fast as she can. "When?"

"Last night."

"And how do you know this?"

"He fûckin called me!"

"Do you know where he called from?"

"No." I said while huffing when I landed on the chair in front of his desk.

"Did you track the phone."

"Fûckin bitch!" I said slapping my forehead.

He rolled his eyes and stood up and made his way around and sat on the front of his desk while crossing his arms and his legs. "You broke it huh."

I didn't answer and he rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"I can't help you then"

I stood up and he looked at me. "What do you mean you won't help me!?"

He sighed and stood up and walked back to his chair and sat down and crossed his hands on top of the desk.

"She told me she didn't need my help, remember."

"You son of a bi-"

"And clearly she didn't want to be with you because how she keeps beating you up and trying to get away from you."

I stood there in silence and clenched my jaw and my fists.

"If she really wanted you to help her, or even be with you, why would she try so hard and desperately get away from you. After many attempts you forced her to stay, she still left. She's not Nia Jaxon. She's not. You cant force her into your life, when she's the one trying to get away."

The way the words came out of his mouth truly stabbed my heart.

"I know." I muttered.

"Then why are you still going after her?"

"I don't know." I said bitting my tongue.

"What?"

"I don't know damn it!" I said slamming my hands on his desk and sitting down. I ran my hands through my hair and slumped against the chair.

He pulled out a bottle of Jack and grabbed two glasses from under his desk. He poured both half way and slide one towards me.

"Then leave her alone. Nia was a wonderful woman to have...but you can't make Jordan into what you want. You have to find it and treasure it. And Jordan is not the one." He said while downing the drink.

I didn't say anything and grabbed the glass and moved it around and watched the jack move around. I ran my finger around the rim of the glass and then downed it in one gulp. He poured me more and I stared at the liquor filling up the glass.

"Leave her alone and love will find your way again. Just have to wait." He said while lighting a cigar. He offered me one but I declined his offer.

"Love would find its way."

*****

I went down to the alley and got ready for my next opponent.

"This guy has no speed. Just all strength, use your feet to win this match." Landon said while wrapping my hands.

"Alright."

"And win me some money, I need to go pay Xavier." He said while rolling his eyes.

"No. it's for my ma."

"Whatever mamas boy, just like two hundred?"

"Fine." I said while pushing past him and making my way to the ring.

"Laddddiesss and gentlemeeeeennn, your undefeated guy BONEESSSS! And his opponent is the CRUSHER!!!"

I made my way in the middle of the ring and this "crusher" guy stood there with no emotion and eye twitching. He has broad shoulders and tattoos covering his chest. He was taller than me by maybe 4inches and I stood at 6'4".

I had a blank face and relaxed my shoulders. The cool air went against my back and my chest. My tattoos shined bright under the moon light. The crowd is cheering but I blocked out the sound and cheers and I only hear my breathing and the sound of my feet moving. The bells went off and he attack first.

His moves were basically his arms. He jabbed right then left, but missed when I went back. He rushed forward but I quickly kick my leg out and he's on the ground. I quickly got on top and started to throw punches here and there. He tried to block mine moves, but he's body was slowly giving out. He tried to push me off but I used all my strength and punched him right in his nose. I heard the finishing crunch and he fell limp.

The announcer came up and lifted my right hand up and the crowd chanting my name.

I made my way out of the ring and thrown on my muscle shirt on and made my way in the bar.

"Two shots of scotch." I said while placing 20 on the counter.

"Wow. No usual?" Steve said while pouring me the liquor.

I didn't answer and started to unwrap my hands.

"What's wrong this time?"

I raised and eyebrow and gave him a confused face.

He rolled his eyes and sighed. He placed the towel on his shoulder and leaned forward with both hands on the edge of the other side of the counter.

"You only come to fight when you have steam to get off or when something is bothering you. And it didn't look like you completely murder that guy, you went easy. So what's bothering you?"

I'm surprised he even knows this about me.

"A girl." I murmured.

"Ahh. The classic. So... come on. Tell old Steve what's wrong."

"She got taken by Sañtiago-"

"What the hell are you doing here then?!" He said slamming his hands on the bar.

I rolled my eyes and stopped taking off the wrap.

"It's her fault he took her. She ran away from me and next thing you know it he calls and puts her on the phone and she acts like she has feelings for me and cries out for me and he talks about her body like she's a toy and-"

"Looks like you like her." He said nodding his head towards my hand. I look down and see glass making their way in my skin while the liquor spills off the bar. The stinging slowing makes it way towards the cut and and I pulled my hand back but he quickly grabbed my wrist and pulled out the glasses out.

"If you truly like her why don't you go save her?" He said while grabbing his towel and whipping off the blood.

My shoulder sagged and I laid my head on the bar. "She doesn't want me and she's just acting for me to save her and so she can go run away from me again." I said closing my eyes and trying to block out the way he pushed pressure on the cuts.

"Well...love is like a four leaf clover. There're hard to find, but once you find it, you're the luckiest man alive. You just have to cherish it as long as you can before it slips away. You may have found love with Nia, but you're trying to make a three leaf clover into something that's not. That's how it slips away from your fingers. This girl of yours hasn't seen the person you truly are. She just sees this guy who's tries and tries to keeps her next to him on a leash and trying to make her fall in love with him. Let her see your true colors and maybe she would fall in love like you have. But if she doesn't, that means you fallen for the wrong leaf and the next one would surly come."

"Why are you comparing women to leaves?"

His hand smacked my head and my eyes tighten.

"It's just an example. Now go save that girl of yours."

I got up and laid another 20 on the bar and took off to Landons.

****

Jordan

"Please s-stop. L-Louis please!" I said sobbing and my teeth chattering when my pants are pulled off.

"Sorry love." He smirked. "Bosses orders." He said grabbing my shirt,pants,shoes, and socks that were on the ground. They hung my wrist up with ropes and I'm just left in my bra and underwear. My eyes are puffy and you can only hear my sobs and my hiccups.

"Man. Boss is so lucky he has you first." He said while licking his lips and running his hand down my thigh. I thrashed around and screamed while crying.

"I'm glad I'm second." He said giving my thigh and squeeze.

"PLEASE!! S-STOPPP!!!!!"

"Bye baby girl."

"HELP! HELP ME! PLEASE!" The door slammed shut and now I was alone.

"Please." My head hung low and my body went limp and my wrist were taking all my body weight.

The door slammed open and my sobs grew louder.

"Oh, we are going to have so much fun tonight." The think accent voice said. But I already knew who is was.

"NOOOOOO!!!!" I said while he got closer.

He licked his lips and chuckled. "Ah yes."