Chapter 77

MILA

A WEEK LATER

It became a thing.

Everyone had their own version of what happened.

How Willow's brother Ward showed up from rehab and went nuts.

How he tried to kill me.

Which wasn't exactly true. But the intention could have been there for sure.

Some of the stories went a little crazy though.

Someone started a rumor that Ward ate some bad mushrooms and was tripping like crazy. And that he thought I was some evil witch trying to curse the campus so he had to burn me to save everyone.

I'm sure you know how rumors are.

And college rumors are even crazier.

Willow took a break. To collect herself. To be with her family.

That only fueled the rumors even more.

The newest one I heard was that Willow had flown Ward to some place in Iceland to live to get cleaned up.

The truth?

Probably far more boring, but still terrifying to live through.

From my point of view, here's what I remember…

Ward did not really want to hurt me. He was mad. Angry at me for promising him my love. He really thought he could go to rehab for a week, then come rushing back to campus and we could be together.

For the record, do I feel guilty for telling him we could be together? No. Why would I? I had to do or say whatever to get him help.

So, anyway, Ward just kept talking about us being together.

That's part of the reason why I didn't really fight back more.

Yeah, he had his arm around my neck and that broken bottle…

I just figured eventually he would pass out from being drunk or he would crave more booze and we'd have to leave the dorm.

That's when Jax showed up.

The thundering kicks against the door… I can still hear them.

The door flying open.

Jax rushing inside.

Willow behind him.

The look on Willow's face.

I knew Jax would do something crazy in that moment.

What we had said to each other had been mean and wrong. We didn't mean it. He was jealous over Ward. I was mad and scared about my feelings. Everything a total disaster and it boiled over.

When Jax lunged forward, I knew my life was at risk at that moment.

The sound of Jax hitting Ward's face though… that was brutal.

I heard his nose explode. I heard cartilage tear just like old cardboard.

Shortly after that was the moment Jax and I declared our love for one another.

I think about it… like imagine if we end up together forever, right? We're elderly and someone asks us about our story. Can you imagine that?

But anyway, after all that, the police showed up.

That's when the chaos ensued.

The dorm was evacuated.

Everyone had their phones out, waiting to see what was happening.

Texts and posts on social media went nuts with rumors of someone with a gun or a knife on campus. And I get it – life is a little crazy anymore.

I watched as Ward was put into handcuffs.

He broke down crying, trying to apologize to me and to Willow and even to Jax.

Jax stood in front of Willow and I to protect us.

Willow and I hugged and cried.

Then we were all separated to talk about what had happened.

Everyone gave their side of the story.

It was suggested to get checked out at the hospital.

Jax went with me.

The entire freaking hockey team showed up to the hospital too.

Mac with Violet.

Villi.

Gabriel and Ruby.

Knox was there too.

Vera showed up a little later.

Everyone there… and there was nothing wrong with me.

I was fine. Just shaken up.

Now before anyone thinks anything about me or whatever, it's three in the morning right now, okay? It's a week since everything happened.

I can't sleep.

I probably need therapy or something after what happened.

Okay, I definitely need therapy after what happened.

I'm stubborn. I'll handle this my own way.

Which is waking up in the middle of the night, thinking it all over, and then curling up next to Jax's warm body. I love when he puts his arm around me and pulls me close, especially when he does so without waking up.

We've been inseparable since it all happened.

There's a hockey game tomorrow.

He's going to have to peel himself away from me.

I'll be there in the stands though.

With Violet and Ruby.

I'll cheer him on and fall in love with him just a little bit more.

Our entire relationship is messy and crazy but that's fine. Maybe I don't need some romantic love story, you know? Or maybe this is my version of it and I'm okay with that.

Look, I'm not giving up on med school.

And Jax is definitely not giving up on hockey.

That should scare me.

We're going to end up in opposite directions soon… but I know it'll be okay.

I'm going to be dealing with some intense classes.

He's going to be playing pro hockey.

He'll have tons of money he can use to travel to see me all the time. And to spoil me with.

We have a bet going on too.

What's going to happen first…

Will I become a doctor first? Or will he win a championship first?

I secretly hope both happen at the same time.

That can be our love story then.

I finish a glass of water and walk back into the bedroom.

I'm wearing one of Jax's t-shirts.

It's like a blanket on me.

He's sleeping so peacefully.

Hands behind his head.

Muscles everywhere. My God. Amazing how he can look the way he does when he sleeps.

I smile and lift the covers to look at him.

All of him… you know?

I climb onto the bed and… well…

I slowly bite my bottom lip and inch across the bed.

I carefully place my right leg over his body and lower myself down.

Oh, by the way, I'm not wearing anything but his t-shirt.

I lower my pussy down to his cock.

I rock my hips once and I feel everything come to life.

Jax sucks in a breath, wakes up, grabs my hips…

His cock pulses and starts to get hard.

We stare at each other.

I'm smiling.

He's smiling.

His hands move up the t-shirt I'm wearing and don't stop until it's up and over my head.

Now I'm as naked as he is.

I lean forward and offer him my chest.

His hands greedily cup my breasts and his tongue goes right to work.

Licking, kissing, flicking…

I shut my eyes and sigh.

His cock stands tall and I'm ready for him.

I reach back and touch his cock, moving him right where I need him to be.

I inch back and he's mine.

And just the same, I'm his.

I exhaled a shuddering breath.

Jax grunts.

Then he thrusts…

I cry out.

And that's when I realize this is our love story.

It's messy and chaotic…

But… fuck… we are so good in bed together.