Eight

Jordan

The first thing I feel is hands around my body. Touching me. Touching my head. Then I start to hear muffles. Then my head starts to pound. I close my eyes tighter and moan in pain.

"She's fine. She'll just need stitches." The voice says while I barely understood it. I slowly open my eyes but close it when the sun beams on them.

My hand slowly goes up to my face but it gets pushed down.

"Jordan." I groan in response, and that's when they sit me up. I groan and slowly open my eyes. And the first thing I see is Jaxon. He sighs and then pulls me in a hug.

I weakly hug him and he pulls away. "You're okay. It was just a family who's breaks didn't work and slammed into us. No one is here. But you did cut open your forehead." He says while his fingers goes to my forehead and touches tender skin which I hiss.

"Sorry."

"Move." Landon says while he pushes Jaxon out of the way and comes up real close. "Oooo, that would be a nasty ass scar. But a really cool one." He said, but he then gets pushed by Denise.

"Look down Jordan." I do and her hands hovers over the spot. "I think I have my medical kit, I can stitch it up, so it can heal and not get infected." She walks away and I look down and see I'm sitting on the hood of the car.

I look around and see the sun is up and cars pasting by us. "Wher-Where are we?" I say while I look around, still confused. I look back to Jaxon and I barely noticed that he has a busted lip. But Landon only has slashes on his arms.

"Still like two miles away from the gas station." Jaxon says.

"Where's the family?"

"Let them go, but they didn't go far when Landon shot their tires and they looked confused so they called an tow truck and went away."

"Why didn't you call the cops."

"And have someone dress up as one and find us. No hunny. Not today." Landon says while he walks over to Denise.

"No one is here Jordan. We're fine. We were just waiting for you to wake up. I didn't want to start to drive and you waking up having a panic attack in the car. The hit wasn't that bad, just dented the back somewhat bad. But I can always get us another car. The place we are going, I have," I swear I saw his eyes glister with happiness, "connections."

I roll my eyes "of course you do." I start to get off the hood of the car but Jaxon stops me by putting his hands by both side of me.

"What are you doing?" I asked while I looked up looking at his eyes.

"Nothing. I just don't want you standing up. I can assure you, that you have a concussion. And that means you can't do anything." He said while leaning in. I leaned back.

"Jaxon. You've been punched, beaten, I bet you, you've been knocked out in your head. So, you had way worse concussions than me. So don't come at me, saying I can't walk." I said while I narrowed my eyes at him. His lips curled up in a smirk.

"You've played attention."

"Oh my god." I shook my head while I stopped myself from laughing. "See, you have. You can't even remember what I just freakin said."

He gave me a soft smile. "I listened. I'll always listen to you."

I look in his eyes, while he comes leaning in more but I jump when the car horn goes off. "WHAT THE FÛCK!? I LEAVE FOR A MINUTE AND YOU ALREADY WANT TO HAVE SÈX NEXT TO THE HIGHWAY!" Landon yells from inside the car. We both look at him and he has a smirk on his face.

I look back to Jaxon and still see him looking at Landon but he starts to lean in more. I lean back, but he stands tall and pulls me up, and right when I stood tall he gripped the back of my neck and pulled me in a kiss.

I barely had time to react before I was pulled away. "Sorry, but you have a busted lip, and see has open tissue. I'll come back to you when I'm done." Denise says while she pulls me to the back seat and starts to take out the stuff to clean my wound.

Great.

*****

Denise stitched up my cut but Landon came and was trying to help out but I got one of the needles and punched it through some of my finger skin and made it stay there. Not enough for blood. But to made it seem that it got stuck in my finger. So I showed Landon, and he passed out. I laughed while Denise shook her head. I never knew Landon hated needles.

Jaxon threw Landon in the back seat, and actually put on his seat belt. Denise went in the back with him and placed his head on her lap. I climbed in, making sure I put on my seat belt and got comfy.

Jaxon told me the whole story about how Landon got tattoos and how he had to hold him down but he ended up passing out so that was much easier. So now every time he would get another tattoo, he'll take a pill that make him go to sleep and just make them do it when he's unconscious.

"Can you please tell me where are we going." I said while I looked at the road and then back to him.

"Jordan. Stop."

"Jaxon."

"Take a nap-"

"I already did, and I wake up to the same thing."

"If I tell you, would you stop asking and go back asleep because you need it."

"Yes."

"Seattle. My home town."

*****

J

I get out of the car and walk through the doors. "Where is she?" I ask while I take off my sunglasses and my men search the place. His face turns ghost white.

"What do you mean!? You said if I see her to contact you-"

"And you didn't fûckin take her!?!"

He jumps from voice and try's to hide behind the counter of this fûcked up gas station. "You never told me tha-"

"I don't have to fûckin tell you to take her! Are you that fûckin dumb to understand shît I say!?"

"No boss." He says while his voice shake and looks down away from my eyes.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you." And when he does, and stares directly in my eyes that's when my gun goes off, shooting him right in between his eyes.

I looked over to one of my men, "clean this mess up." They hurry to do so and I walk out side, going to Hector.

"You still have that tracker on the car right?"

He nods and shows me the phone. "It says that he's only two miles away."

I smirk and rush towards the car and make Hector lead the way. My men follow close behind and we pull up to the side of the highway.

I clench my jaw when I see no car. I get out slamming the car door close and walk over to Hector and grab his phone. I look down to the phone and start to walk to the blinking light.

When it says I'm right on the spot, I look away from the phone and see fûckin car parts. And what I found was the fûckin tracker.

"Mother fûcker." I mumble. I squat down and pick up the tracker and see it somewhat squished.

This just got ten times harder.

Jordan

The first thing I feel is hands around my body. Touching me. Touching my head. Then I start to hear muffles. Then my head starts to pound. I close my eyes tighter and moan in pain.

"She's fine. She'll just need stitches." The voice says while I barely understood it. I slowly open my eyes but close it when the sun beams on them.

My hand slowly goes up to my face but it gets pushed down.

"Jordan." I groan in response, and that's when they sit me up. I groan and slowly open my eyes. And the first thing I see is Jaxon. He sighs and then pulls me in a hug.

I weakly hug him and he pulls away. "You're okay. It was just a family who's breaks didn't work and slammed into us. No one is here. But you did cut open your forehead." He says while his fingers goes to my forehead and touches tender skin which I hiss.

"Sorry."

"Move." Landon says while he pushes Jaxon out of the way and comes up real close. "Oooo, that would be a nasty ass scar. But a really cool one." He said, but he then gets pushed by Denise.

"Look down Jordan." I do and her hands hovers over the spot. "I think I have my medical kit, I can stitch it up, so it can heal and not get infected." She walks away and I look down and see I'm sitting on the hood of the car.

I look around and see the sun is up and cars pasting by us. "Wher-Where are we?" I say while I look around, still confused. I look back to Jaxon and I barely noticed that he has a busted lip. But Landon only has slashes on his arms.

"Still like two miles away from the gas station." Jaxon says.

"Where's the family?"

"Let them go, but they didn't go far when Landon shot their tires and they looked confused so they called an tow truck and went away."

"Why didn't you call the cops."

"And have someone dress up as one and find us. No hunny. Not today." Landon says while he walks over to Denise.

"No one is here Jordan. We're fine. We were just waiting for you to wake up. I didn't want to start to drive and you waking up having a panic attack in the car. The hit wasn't that bad, just dented the back somewhat bad. But I can always get us another car. The place we are going, I have," I swear I saw his eyes glister with happiness, "connections."

I roll my eyes "of course you do." I start to get off the hood of the car but Jaxon stops me by putting his hands by both side of me.

"What are you doing?" I asked while I looked up looking at his eyes.

"Nothing. I just don't want you standing up. I can assure you, that you have a concussion. And that means you can't do anything." He said while leaning in. I leaned back.

"Jaxon. You've been punched, beaten, I bet you, you've been knocked out in your head. So, you had way worse concussions than me. So don't come at me, saying I can't walk." I said while I narrowed my eyes at him. His lips curled up in a smirk.

"You've played attention."

"Oh my god." I shook my head while I stopped myself from laughing. "See, you have. You can't even remember what I just freakin said."

He gave me a soft smile. "I listened. I'll always listen to you."

I look in his eyes, while he comes leaning in more but I jump when the car horn goes off. "WHAT THE FÛCK!? I LEAVE FOR A MINUTE AND YOU ALREADY WANT TO HAVE SÈX NEXT TO THE HIGHWAY!" Landon yells from inside the car. We both look at him and he has a smirk on his face.

I look back to Jaxon and still see him looking at Landon but he starts to lean in more. I lean back, but he stands tall and pulls me up, and right when I stood tall he gripped the back of my neck and pulled me in a kiss.

I barely had time to react before I was pulled away. "Sorry, but you have a busted lip, and see has open tissue. I'll come back to you when I'm done." Denise says while she pulls me to the back seat and starts to take out the stuff to clean my wound.

Great.

*****

Denise stitched up my cut but Landon came and was trying to help out but I got one of the needles and punched it through some of my finger skin and made it stay there. Not enough for blood. But to made it seem that it got stuck in my finger. So I showed Landon, and he passed out. I laughed while Denise shook her head. I never knew Landon hated needles.

Jaxon threw Landon in the back seat, and actually put on his seat belt. Denise went in the back with him and placed his head on her lap. I climbed in, making sure I put on my seat belt and got comfy.

Jaxon told me the whole story about how Landon got tattoos and how he had to hold him down but he ended up passing out so that was much easier. So now every time he would get another tattoo, he'll take a pill that make him go to sleep and just make them do it when he's unconscious.

"Can you please tell me where are we going." I said while I looked at the road and then back to him.

"Jordan. Stop."

"Jaxon."

"Take a nap-"

"I already did, and I wake up to the same thing."

"If I tell you, would you stop asking and go back asleep because you need it."

"Yes."

"Seattle. My home town."

*****

J

I get out of the car and walk through the doors. "Where is she?" I ask while I take off my sunglasses and my men search the place. His face turns ghost white.

"What do you mean!? You said if I see her to contact you-"

"And you didn't fûckin take her!?!"

He jumps from voice and try's to hide behind the counter of this fûcked up gas station. "You never told me tha-"

"I don't have to fûckin tell you to take her! Are you that fûckin dumb to understand shît I say!?"

"No boss." He says while his voice shake and looks down away from my eyes.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you." And when he does, and stares directly in my eyes that's when my gun goes off, shooting him right in between his eyes.

I looked over to one of my men, "clean this mess up." They hurry to do so and I walk out side, going to Hector.

"You still have that tracker on the car right?"

He nods and shows me the phone. "It says that he's only two miles away."

I smirk and rush towards the car and make Hector lead the way. My men follow close behind and we pull up to the side of the highway.

I clench my jaw when I see no car. I get out slamming the car door close and walk over to Hector and grab his phone. I look down to the phone and start to walk to the blinking light.

When it says I'm right on the spot, I look away from the phone and see fûckin car parts. And what I found was the fûckin tracker.

"Mother fûcker." I mumble. I squat down and pick up the tracker and see it somewhat squished.

This just got ten times harder.