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Tears pour from my eyes burning as they fall. I stare off into the darkness of the alley praying for it to be a nightmare I will wake up from. Then I pray for death.
Just let me die.
Jax
I’m at the airport waiting on my girl. You’d think I wouldn’t have time to miss her with practice, travel, appearances, and trying to keep up with school, but there hasn’t been a day she hasn’t occupied my thoughts.
Each year we’ve done this has been both easier and harder. Easier because we’ve done it a few times now. Harder because each damn time I miss her more than before.
I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but damn if I don’t love her more every day. I’ve never been able to picture my life without her in it. She’s always apart of my vision of the future, but every day that vision becomes clearer.
She doesn’t know it, but I bought a ring two years ago. I haven’t given it to her because I know it’s not the right time. I know she’s not ready yet, and I’m okay with that. I know she loves me. I know she’s it for me, and I’m it for her.
I stand at the gate waiting for my girl to get off. I see everyone coming off the plane, and hold my breath waiting to see her.
I think I missed her when I see the plane moving from the skybridge. I pull out my phone and text her quickly asking where she’s at.
Instead of a reply to the text she calls.
“Hey, baby. I’m - .”
“Jax,” a deep voice says from the other end.
My jaw clenches. “Maddox why do you have Zoey’s phone? Did she leave it at the restaurant?”
I hate that she spends time with him when she goes to New York, but after two weeks of her not speaking to me, it wasn’t worth fighting over. I don’t have to see the bastard's face, and he’s been good with Zoey.
“Jax, something happened,” he says, and I notice the melancholy tone in his voice.
My stomach clenches. “Where’s Zoey?”
“Jax, you and Zane need to get to New York. Now.”
“Maddox, why do you have her phone? Where is she?”
“Not over the phone, Jax. Get Zane, call her parents, and get to New York now.”
I’m on the verge of losing my shit. What the hell is going on? Why won’t he just tell me over the phone? I sit down in a chair and place my head between my knees knowing that I’m having a fucking panic attack.
Maddox can hear it too. “Jax, you’ve got to get ahold of yourself, and get here. Now. She needs you.”
I take a deep breath and drag my hand over my face. “Yeah, I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
I end the call, and instantly look for the next flight to New York. Fortunately, it leaves in two hours. Not enough time to go back to the apartment to pack, but hopefully enough time to get Zane here.
I pull out my phone to call him. He doesn’t answer so I send him a text to call me ASAP. When he still doesn’t respond, I call him again. And again.
And again.
“What motherfucker,” he answers out of breath.
I don’t have time to deal with whatever – or whoever – he’s doing. “Get to the airport. Now.”
“Haven’t you gotten Zoey yet?” he asks but I can hear the change in his voice already.
“No. You need to get here. Flight leave in ninety minutes. I already bought your ticket.”
“What the fuck, Jax,” I hear panic now filling his voice. The same panic that has taken over every inch of my damn being. “What’s going on?”
