####**Jax's P.O.V**
Hey Val, can we have a word. Your brother says you're getting better. I had something poignant I wanted us to talk about.
He's disallowed me from coming up there, he said that you needed time to rest, but that you'll be coming down in sometime.
####**Val's P.O.V**
Is that Jaxon's voice. Couldn't be, I layed on my bed confused still stirring on my movie screen.
I was lost in all that happened in this epic love fantasy that I kept watching from Netflix as his voice kept echoing into my ears repeatedly saying the same words. I unplugged my earpiece and now I could hear him vividly.
Okay, but Jax doesn't behave this way, he'd rather come upstairs to check on me.
Besides we had spoken like two or three hours ago,
Okay, it better be important, I debated myself.
I had to sacrifice the sweet part of the movie to go attend to him.
But all that he said he didn't even listen to hear if I gave feedback, somehow the big head was rest assured.
I jolted out of bed putting on my Zara in house t-shirt and shorts fixing my legs on my flip flops and somehow my head freely turns to the left top corner of my room, and my eyes are fixed on my wall clock.
Boom, it's six o' clock sharp. I must've been watching this Netflix Series for more than 3 hours now. How time went by so fast.
Okay, I gently went downstairs.
Only to realize they were on video games virtually displayed on our 3D Television in the parlour.
I see why this big head didn't hesitate to know if I heard him or not.
Jaxon, Reynolds' I called out to them together, you needed me.
Still on his pads, Jax replied.
How's your health honey, are you better now?
Your brother forced me to rematch because he was conceding. I would've come upstairs myself.
Lol, I replied with an uneasy look on my face. What game is that by the way?
COD!!! Call of Duty, come and join us?
I don't play pad and console games. They say it's close to reality but that's way far men.
I read books and I watch movies, that's the real deal not the nerdy stuff you guys have been playing all day?
Look at you Jax, you haven't even changed from what you wore to school. I say walking towards him.
He wears his headphones trying to concentrate, you can help me pull the off. I smirk at him in a surprised look, I always knew that he's a bad-boy.
Na, you take them off whenever you want, he says in a flirty manner.
I turn around gesticulating with my hands on my waist trying to find the right posture as I sit and slouch on the couch.
Reynolds jumps in the cross fire, you say this is nerdy but reading books, lots of 'em as you do is not nerdy.
He continued….
Oh boy!!! That alone is more nerd qualified than gaming and besides what we do every Gen-Z loves it, just like you do but on the inside hate to admit.
Ew, play COD that's gross. You know what, let's not have a debate about this. What is it you guys?
I have this Bridgerton Series that I have to comple-ete. But before I could finish, it's like Jax had killed almost his entire squad in that one trance.
Jax sits fittedly saying could we pause, Reynolds. You win, I'll concede, Jax utters mockingly. But he snaps back at him, you wouldn't let Egghead lover girl to decide like that, only people obsessed that much with love watch Bridgerton.
Reynolds was getting on my nerves with all of this sassiness, i don't know if it's because of his losing marathon. I kept mute as he concluded his game.
I sure know he just wanted me to talk but I wouldn't give him that chance.
They start another round as I sit stirring at them, Reynolds seems tensed and two serious.
Fast forward to two minutes later and they had finished playing their toy robots.
Alright we're good, I win now no by pity but because I won. Jax you can proceed now.
They turn off the their games turning all the attention to me.
Oh hi, Reynolds greets like I wasn't sitted ever since having a bantered conversation with him.
Oh hi, I respond like we jus met having no familiarity.
Rey can you stop already with it, why are you acting like a clown.
You know I'm usually not that hostile with my sis, so I just want her to feel better, he says quirkily in response. It was the game and not me.
He's crushing the palaver, he knows I've not seen him that light before. You're forgiven brother.
OMG! You guys are weird, Jax says in surprise.
It's fine. Reynolds says relentlessly.
So, he continued.
Val, he called out my name.
I told Jax everything about the incident that led to your hospitalization but I haven't told mom yet so don't panick. I just want us to get the resolve where you can be fine and safe.
Okay, I replied in a shy manner.
Jax added, I wanted to warn Ronan to stay away from you.
No, no, no. He'd think you're my boyfriend and that's not safe for your relationship. Vienna
would be mad at me and I'll have so many bullies at school.
How about I do it, Reynolds inquired.
Reys you know you've always been a caring and loving brother but if you do, I mean you can't be with me wherever you go and Ronan is like an ill version of flash that surfaces from nowhere to hurt my life. I never see him coming.
So you mean, we leave him to stay afloat. They mention synchronously.
That cannot happen, I remind Reynolds what happened to dad in my face card but in a coded form that Jax doesn't understand and he calms his nerves down.
Jax is perplexed but still naggers on teaching Ronan a lesson, but what do we do now, Reys asks.
I guess we just leave it in the hands of the universe.
What!!
Reynolds exclaims.
She's obviously joking, Jax replied.
You know what, I think a setup is nice if he does this shit again. Then we could report him to school authorities. Jax suggested.
He's bigger than the school, I say frowning.
He just came out from rehab which he washed even due for a completed session and he has voices everywhere. Of course, he's from an Imperial Family so no one could touch him. Reynolds says in conjunction.
Damn! This guys a bitch. So there's no way he's gon be persecuted for his craziness. Why do they get to always walk away like this? Why are these bad guys always lucky. Jax says with a sobbing reflection in his voice.
You know what, let's just agree on a setup may on getting him fatally bruised but no wounds. Something he wouldn't come near you again.
Why does this sound like we're initiating a cult. I mutter.
They both laugh sarcastically but with seriousness and turn back at me.
Okay, I'd agree on the setup but not that he'll be badly injured or dead because I know you guys especially you Jax, you may stumble on doing something that could make us hollow, you know we're children of the halo.
Nice play of literature, Reynolds applauds.
Do we have a deal, he says stretching out his hand.
DEAL, I stretch out my hand bouncing it on his.
DEAL, motherfuckers!! Jax bangs his right hand on ours.
(LIGHTS OUT!!!)
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