Bad Cupid

•Created By: Snow Marisvega•

Chapter 12.

Jax's P. O. V

"I can't believe they call me the...Dark Angel at school?" Dylan groaned as he fell on his couch, sitting beside me with a pout

I shrieked with laughter as I ate from the bowl of popcorn he brought.

Dylan had called me immediately his date was over and sent me his address and so i headed over to his place.

I got to his house the same time as he did cause we both met at his front porch.

His mom was nice. She was beautiful too. Her hair was unique with the white strands in front. Someone would mistake her for Dylan's older sister. Like I did. I told her I was searching for her brother. I swear it was embarrassing when she said she was his mother. I was shocked but I couldn't stop apologizing even though she kept laughing about it.

Anyways, we were in his living room. I had brought him a gift which I knew would make him happy. Dylan gasped when he saw it.

"Oh. My. God"

I chuckled. "You always wanted to watch it"

"The Boss Baby. " he giggled. "You are such a darling, Jaxton Olson." He hugged me .

"Alright. Alright. Move away."

"I'm gonna unlove you. Jerk." He said and rolled his eyes. He stood up and rushed to the DVD inserting the disc.

"I didn't ask but how do you even have a disc player?"

"I have parents, Jaxton." He replied as if it was an obvious answer, which well, was, now that he said it.

We watched the cartoon for an hour and some minutes, there was laughter, awws and ooohs and although i have watched it about a dozen times (exaggeration) it was still funny. And when we were done, we headed up to his room, laying beside each other and looking up at the ceiling.

"Now this was a good one."

"You've been complimenting it for close to fifteen minutes now." I chuckled.

"Cause it isssss really good."

"Okay. Okay." I laughed.

silence.

I felt at peace , right here at Dylan's. For some reason, it felt different, calming being here. He might look like a bitch sometimes but he had a calm spirit if I'd say, a good energy.

"So. Vaughn." He said and my smile quickly faded.

So much for that good energy.

"Yes. Vaughn?"

I pretended not to understand.

"You're gonna tell me everything."

"Do I have to?" I sighed

I didn't want to. I didn't want to relive that.

"You don't have to if you don't want to" he smiled at me.

Something isn't right.

That just made me want to.

"You're saying that so I can, aren't you?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." He shrugged.

Mind games huh.

"I met Vaughn, six months ago. I met him in a coffee shop. He was handsome as hell, he had the most structured face." I said with a chuckle. "He actually did approach me, and not the other way around. I was reading a book and having coffee one Saturday, and this man walks up to me and his accent was so cute. And he just was smooth, you know?"

"That sounds like a really sweet meet-up."

"It was."

"He asked me out on a date and I agreed. We went out and a month later, he asked me to be his boyfriend. He worked as a mechanic, part time. He still does. Uh...later, after we started dating I found out something about Vaughn that I didn't know before. He was....not exactly a good good guy."

I wondered if he understood and by the expression on his face, I knew he did.

"When you say not a good good guy, you mean like dropping bodies or...sex freak?"

"He was part of this gang that dealt with drugs and he had a gun in his house. Sure he said its for protection, but I'm not stupid." I shook my head.

"Ooooh, that kind of bad guy." Dylan gave a small nod.

"But, I didn't leave him. Cause I was in love with that manic. I suspended our relationship. But, I couldn't leave him. I told him not to deal with drugs anymore or guns or those stuff. He promised me he'd stop. He told me he had, but how long can a person keep a lie, right?. I found out he had lied to me. He still did drugs and was robbing stores, I didn't tell him I knew about it. I thought maybe he'd change you know? But the only time this truth came to light, was when I found out he cheated on me."

Flashback.

"Vaughn?" I called as I walked into his house. I didn't call him that I was coming over, maybe cause I didn't have to.

Vaughn lived in a condo. His house was comfortable to me though. He had two brown couches, a small TV and and let's just say. Its an okay place and I'm not complaining.
"Babe?" I called again but there was no answer.
I yawned and dropped my bag on his couch. I walked over to his fridge and took out a bottle of water.

Where was he? He never goes out on Sundays and plus its 9PM. I didn't want to spend the night at my house and thought I could come stay with my boyfriend then.

I sighed and took out my phone dialling Vaughn's number. I sat on the arm of his couch as I waited and then it rang. Like. It rang and I could hear his ringtone from inside.

He was home.

I frowned confused, why didn't he answer. It was coming from his room. He declined it. He didn't answer.

I dialled it again as I headed towards his room, walking slowly.

It rang again but no answer

I got to the door of his room and it rang. Jesus. Is he really sleeping right now?

I sighed.

He should at least answer. I rolled my eyes as i opened the door instantly ready to yell at him to pick his phone in a good way

"Jesus Vaughn, you are honestly still..." My words went back into my mouth.
I froze, , I became catatonic as I held the door for support. There he was with a girl on top of him, riding him.

My eyes widen. I was staggered. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

"Jesus. Jaxton!!" He called with shock in his eyes as he threw the lady off him, to the bed.

"oh my God" I muttered continuously. "Oh God. Oh God" I just turned and walked out. My eyes were blurry and I could feel my hands shaking.

"Babe. Babe." He called and i just ignored. He had come after me"Hey. Hey. Babe" He then held me by the arm twirling me. He had put on his briefs. "Babe I..."

A light loud sound echoed around the room instantly. I was staring daggers at him. His cheek facing me. I could see my handprint on his cheek which had gone red.

"How could you do this to me?" I asked with a trembling voice. "You....I can't believe this. You dirty bastard. You scoundrel. I hate you"

"Babe. Please I..."

"I hate you. You're an asshole." I yelled at him, crying already.

"Look I...I was drunk. I swear I didn't mean to."

"DRUNK? YOU COULDN'T TELL THE FUCKING DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND A GIRL? WHAT? DID I SUDDENLY GROW MAGICAL INVISIBLE BOOBS THAT YOU THOUGHT IT WAS ME? OR DO I HAVE A VAGINA I DON'T KNOW ABOUT?" I yelled.

What a silly excuse.

"Jax. Hey. Babe" he placed his hands in both sides of my cheeks. "I love you. I swear I didn't mean to cheat. It...it'll be the last time. I ...I swear. "

"Get off me" I pushed him backwards. "I should have broken up with you when I found out about the drugs you promised you'd stop dealing with but did."

His face went pale.

"What?" I chuckled bitterly. "You thought I didn't know? That I was some...fool? I saw the drugs and the gun. I should have ended it there than wait for you to hurt me" the tears poured

"Ja...babe...I...I..I can explain" he stammered.

"Oh few minutes ago , you weren't stammering" I chuckled again. "What happened now? I'm done. You lie to me and you think its okay to chest with this..." I looked at the girl standing by his room door wrapped in his black bedsheets "....this slut" I completed

"Hey. Watch your..."

"If you don't shut up I swear I will throw you off this building and no. I'm not bluffing" I glared at her. She swallowed and went back In.

"Jaxton. I love you"

I looked back at him

"Get rid of it. Cause I'm tired of being hurt" I said as the tears fell. I picked up my bag as I wiped off my tears with the back of my hand. I walked out ignoring his calls and slammed the door, running out.

Flashback ends.

"Oh, baby. That fucking cunt."

"I found out since we started dating, he cheated thrice." I said flashing him a forced smile.

His jaw dropped. "That son of a bitch. "

"Yeah." I chuckled slightly.

"How could he do that to you?" He asked, his voice going a bit high.

"Chill." I laughed. "I have ended it so it's fine."

"No. You could have shot him in the leg or something." He frowned.

I opened my mouth to say something but just scoffed. "You are something else." I said still laughing

"I'm just saying," he shrugged. "He's a jackass. He took you for granted. Do not ever let anyone take you for granted. Never. He tried to mess with your head by saying he loves you. Something he clearly doesn't have an idea what it means. He's a cunt."

"I'm not hurt by it anymore." I lied.

Dylan looked at me for a bit. "Jaxton, do you think I'm stupid? I know It is hurting you. You loved him."

"No. I forgot about it. I'm fine"

"No. You didn't. You're hurt. You feel betrayed. You feel like you ought to murder him. Don't you?" He asked with knitted brows.

"N...no"

He was right. I couldn't even deny it cause he hit the nail on the head.

"Like you said, how long can a person lie?"

"WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY?" I snapped as I sat up. "That I feel hurt? That for FIVE MONTHS I was nothing but an experiment. Our relationship was just a lie? He claimed he loved me but he cheated on me. Thrice. Lied to me more than a thousand times and I always stood by him" I was trembling up, the tears wrapped my throat. I felt like I was choking. "I feel broken. I feel used. I'm just an item" I chuckled with tears. "Is that what you want me to say? That all I want to do is make him feel how hurt he made me"

Dylan moved closer to me and pulled me into a warm comforting hug, patting my back.

"It's okay, hun. Let it all out." He said as I cried on his shoulder.

"Its okay, jax. I've got you. He's a dickhead and don't bottle up your feelings. Let it all out okay. It is just me and you here. You are not an experiment or an item! Your name is Jaxton Olson. You're the best." He broke the hug and wiped of my tears. "Dont let a stupid Russian-drug dealing-cheating robber make you cry. You are a hot seventeen year old bad bitch who any guy would die to fuck....and well, date."

I laughed.

"Fuck Vaughn."

I smiled at Dylan and nodded. "Thank you very much for being so sweet to me."

"You wanna pay Vaughn back? There is no better punishment than forgetting about him or trying to at least."

He was right. There was no need thinking much about that asshole.

"You're right."

"I mean, of course I am."

"Thank you. Thank you Dylan"

"I honestly don't know why you're thanking me, but okay. Now, you get some sleep. We'll talk about how to kill Vaughn in the morning." He winked.

I chuckled, nodding.

"One more thing. It had to be from Russia? It couldn't have been Spain or Germany. It was Russia. He had to be Russian. Great" he said with all power of sarcasm.

I laughed and hit him with one the pillows on the head

Crazy.

•
Next morning.

"Dylan. Dylan!!" I called shaking him from the bed. He groaned and mumbled something I wasn't sure it was. "Get your crazy ass out of bed!! We're gonna be late for school if you don't get up"

Dylan frowned and grabbed the pillow beside him covering his face, mumbling another thing that I still didn't hear.

"Okay, you've gotta speak out so I can understand the garbage you're saying. Get up." I sighed frustrated and remembered something."Dylan its 7:26am"

Dylan's eyes opened, he threw the pillow off and sat up. "Oh my God. Shit. Shit. Why didn't you wake me?"

"I did!!"

He jumped off his bed and ran to the bathroom. I couldn't help but laugh. Early this morning by 2am, I had gone down to get water, i met his mom at the kitchen having a late meal and she had given me the idea but looking at Dylan , I remembered our conversation this morning.

Flashback.
2:13AM

I walked down with a yawn, I was really thirty and thankfully Dylan wasn't a snorer. I scratched my hair as I got to the kitchen to see Mrs. Dexwell eating pizza. I frowned.
Its late.

"Oh hey Jax" she smiled at me. I smiled back at her and approached her.

"Hey Mrs. Dexwell. Hungry I see"

"I don't know why but I'm super hungry." She chuckled. "What're you doing awake?"

"Oh. Just came down for water" I smiled and took a glass taking water from the tap in the kitchen sink.

"You seem like a good kid" she said and I smiled. I turned to her and went to sit next to her.

"Mrs Dexwell I.."

"Oh please. Call me Bonnie" she interrupted before drinking the juice in the glass next to her. "I am not forty yet and you're a friend so call me Bonnie"

"Okay. So. Bonnie..."

It sounded weird calling her by her first name.

"...I wanna thank you again for letting me spend the night here"

"How could I not. Dylan bringing a friend over to stay the night? I wanted to see him" she grinned,making me laugh. "I already met the girl. Um...what's her name? Uh...the one with the gorgeous red hair" she was trying hard to remember and I just smiled knowing who it was.

"Raven?"

"Yes. Raven!" She clapped her hands happily making me laugh. "That girl is amazing."

"I know." I laughed. "We all hang out together. Behind that sassiness I'm sure she's a sweetheart" I smiled.

"True. No one just decides to be mean. Something happens something changes them" she said with all seriousness and I felt like she was somewhat referring to her son.

"Do you also mean Dylan?"

She looked up at me and swallowed, taking another sip from her glass.

"I'm really glad my son's making friends" she smiled.

"Well Dylan is an amazing person. Why did you think he won't make friends ?" I chuckled

"Well. Dylan isn't...that 'friendship' making person no more. " she forced a smile. "Eight years ago something happened and...that sort of destroyed our family for a while and everyone. Dylan changed. He hates his father just in case you didn't know"

"What...happened eight years ago?" I asked curiously. She looked up at me and I could see her eyes get full with tears threatening to spill.

"Isaac died" she said, her voice breaking.

Flashback Ends.

"I cant believe you didn't wake me up" he said as he dried his hair off. He had put on his clothes in the bathroom. He was wearing high waisted office black pants and a black button shirt, he grabbed a jacket and quickly put it in.

I blinked. "Dylan, it's school not job hunting."

"But we are lateee!"

"Chill." I said and looked at my wristwatch "its just five minutes past seven" I said and picked up my bag.

Dylan glared at me through the mirror. He picked up his silver wristwatch and checked it himself.

"You motherf..."

"Shush shush. It's too early to swear" I said cutting him off.

Five minutes later we were rushing downstairs.

"Mom!" Dylan called as he landed from the stairs.

"Kitchen." She announced and we both walked to the kitchen and on the table. Breakfast was served.

"Good morning, momma" Dylan walked over to her and kissed her cheek

I smiled as i looked at her .

"I need a favor from you Jaxton"

"Sure. Anything"

"Always stand by Dylan. He's not as strong as he looks"

I blinked.

"Good morning Bonnie"

Bonnie and I had talked till 03:20am this morning and she is the best mother ever.

"Oh hey, Jaxton. You sleep well?"

I nodded.

"Yes, I did" I chuckled. Dylan's face had confusion written all over it as he looked at me and back at his mom

"I'm sorry did i miss something? Did you just call my mom by her name? You're both in first name basis now?"

"Yes. And your mom was the one who helped me get you out of bed. She gave me the idea."

Mom nodded. "Yeah, and we uh, we talked for a bit."

"Oh. Okay then. Please forgive my mom, she doesn't have friends her age so she likes to hang out with mine." I said.

"Boy, if you don't shut up." She said, pointing a spoon at me.

Jaxton and I both laughed.

"Alright. You both eat your food," she said as she served breakfast. "And get on your way."

I sat the same time as Dylan and looked over at Bonnie. She smiled at me and gave me a nod. I looked over at Dylan who was already eating.

"He can't deal with heartbreak like anyone would. Forget his laughs, my son has a dark side. I hope he never brings that part out"

I remembered her words and when Dylan looked up at me, I smiled immediately.

"Slow down or you'll choke" I giggled. He scowled at me and stuck his tongue out at me.

I hope that day never comes Dylan.