The Heartbreak Prince

I love the way you hurt me, baby Hello fuckheads the name is Jaxx and before you ask I'm probably not going to call you back. I'm the resident prick of Glenbrook North so don't bother getting to know me because believe me, I don't want to know you.

[jaxx-attack]

theprincessames​:

Amelia’s heart sunk. 

Nimble fingers paused in their movement as her eyes dropped back towards the bruises that seemed to cover every inch of the girl before, how the pallor of her skin seemed almost translucent from the sheer amount of blood she had lost. She didn’t understand. 

“Am I the only one who knows?” she asked as she tried in vain to finish the task at hand, rinsing her hair with water until no more suds formed in her brown locks. Something told her she already knew the answer. It seemed Jaxx barely wanted to tell her, let alone tell anyone else. And if they knew, they would do something, wouldn’t they? Wouldn’t they?

Would Amelia?

Squeezing her eyes shut a little tighter as Amelia rinsed the soap out of her hair Jaxx could feel the tears stinging her eyes all over again. Not at the admission, or even what had happened. But at the simple act of it setting in with Amelia taking care of her and wanting to help her because she cared. It was too much truly and Jaxx could feel that twinge of panic rising in her chest once more.

“The only one who cares,” she answered with a small shrug. Letting the T-Rex go in favor of wiping her face with her hands she took a deep breath before looking over at Amelia as she tried to sit up straighter once more. “People could connect the dots, if they wanted to. But...Why would they, you know? I mean you heard Cassandra, no one gives a shit about me. They all either think I did it to myself by fighting or that I deserve it. Which hey, they ain’t wrong. But they don’t care.” she explained with another shrug before glancing back down.

Taking a few smaller deep breaths Jaxx reached out to take Amelia’s hand in her own, not that she could hold it that tightly but it was something. A comfort. 

“Earlier when I mentioned talkin’ to social services. They didn’t do shit Amelia. They didn’t. I don’t know why they even exist. They don’t help. They just...They just get you to talk about all this shit and then they just leave you to get the brunt of it from your parent. It’s all bullshit.”

[jaxx-attack]

theprincessames​:

It seemed the room was too small to hold all that Jaxx felt. Even now, Amelia felt like she was infringing upon a private moment, like these words were not meant for her. And honestly, she wasn’t sure they were. Perhaps they were spoken only because Jaxx could no longer hold them inside. Because if the room felt too small for all the words she had yet to utter, then how could she bear keeping it inside herself for so long?

“I don’t pretend to know the right answers for any of this,” she said as she reached for a cup to help her pour water over Jaxx’s matted hair. “But I don’t think.. I don’t you’re stupid at all. For being angry at what he did.” Her brows knitted together when thinking to her father. “It wasn’t okay,” she said, more indignantly now. “He shouldn’t have done that to you. He never should have touched you, ever!” Her voice, which had risen, hitched in her throat and she cleared it to settle, knowing there was no point in further pushing the point when Jaxx knew well enough. 

She reached for her shampoo and squeeze some onto her palm and rubbed it into Jaxx’s scalp gently as she gave herself some time to compose her thoughts. “How long has he been doing this to you?” she asked quietly, not knowing if she even wanted to hear the answer.

Keeping her gaze down Jaxx startled ever so slightly as the water poured over her, mentally smacking herself for doing so. It’s water, stupid. Relax. Feeling the slightest smile tugging at the corner of her lips as Amelia’s voice rose Jaxx shrugged ever so slightly. Deep deep down, she knew Amelia was right, that her father and mother were in the wrong, that they always had been. But those realizations were buried real deep, deeper than Jaxx had ever explored.

Wincing as Amelia’s fingers ran through her hair she slowly pushed out her breath, telling herself to relax and to just enjoy the feeling of someone trying to take care of her. She was fine, well, that was a lie. 

The question caused Jaxx to tense slightly, almost protectively. But the strangest part of all, it wasn’t to protect herself. It was an instinct to protect her parents, which was the strangest feeling, considering they had never protected her. 

Fidgeting with the dinosaur Jaxx squeezed her eyes shut as the water started to drip down her face. “My entire life.” she whispered, finding if she was quiet and couldn’t see Amelia maybe that made it okay, that she was telling. 

[dailygossipgirl]

[destroymylife]

[jaxx-attack]

theprincessames​:

Amelia’s fingers deftly moved to rid Jaxx of the article of clothing she struggled with, trying to keep her face leveled as she saw more of the bruises that cruelly covered seemingly every inch of her. She didn’t wish for Jaxx to misinterpret her disgust at the other girl’s father towards disgust in her; trust is what she sought in her, and so trust is what she’d give. “What’s not to like about a pirate?” she said in return as her eyes glanced at the plastic tub of toys her brother kept near for his nightly baths. As old as he tried to be sometimes, he was only a boy. Just like Jaxx, underneath all her debonair charm and rugged demeanor, was only a girl.

“Roguishly handsome and outside of the law? There’s a certain appeal to it,” Amelia finished with her thought, both girls knowing she spoke of more than just pirates. Jaxx’s question caught a breath in her throat, but with the same exhaling breath, she said, “Always.” There was no hesitation. “You’re always pretty.” She looked away from her if only to conceal the way tears had pooled once more beneath her worried gaze.

“I think I’ll run you a bath,” she mused aloud as she started towards the bathtub. “It’s better to get you cleaned up before I try to patch you up. You might feel better, too.” She plugged the drain and turned the knobs of water until it settled on a warmth she hoped would be soothing for Jaxx. The bubbles Charlie liked for his baths were within reach, and she figured he wouldn’t mind if she borrowed some, somehow having a suspicion that Jaxx would prefer the Spider-Man Berry Scented soap to her own lavender and chamomile one. Once it had filled a sufficient amount, she turned back to Jaxx with her bottom lip between her teeth.

She hadn’t seen this much of her, well… ever, but especially now no lustful tinge clouded her mind. Instead, it was worry that engulfed her, like Jaxx was porcelain. “Is it okay if I-” she gestured towards her boxers and waited until she got the go ahead to hitch her fingers around the elastic to pull it down past her hips and let it fall with the rest of her blood-soaked clothes on the ground. She helped her into the tub, one hand in hers while the other rested on the small of her back to ensure she wouldn’t slip as she settled in.

Once she was settled, she reached for a toy from the bin. The first her hand landed on was a T-Rex. She handed it to Jaxx and said, “For emotional support.” She smiled kindly, small, “He doesn’t do well with baths, you see. So he’s really going to need you in here.”

The pirate comment had Jaxx smiling to herself, she was pretty sure Amelia’s view of pirates was of the Bloom and Depp kind but that didn’t make them any less cool or less handsome, and she appreciated the girl going along with her, especially when she didn’t have to.

Glancing up at Amelia just as the girl turned away Jaxx gave her a sad smile. “Thanks,” she commented in response to the compliment.

Arching a brow only to wince a moment later at the action Jaxx watched curiously as Amelia moved around the bathroom, setting everything up. She was just about to pipe up that she didn’t need anything fancy or whatever, until she noticed the bottle Amelia had grabbed and decided to hold her comments in once she spotted good old Spidey looking back at her.

Nodding ever so slightly in response Jaxx slowly sucked in her breath as Amelia helped in removing her boxers. Sure, a moment she’d imagined many a time, however never quite like this and there was definitely nothing sexy about this.

Tensing up as she stepped into the tub Jaxx relied completely on Amelia’s support, wincing as she slowly sat down she glanced up at the girl before looking down at the bubbles, her gaze moving up once more as she noticed the object held out in front of her. Taking the T-Rex she glanced him over.

“It makes sense he’d dislike them. It’s been discovered that while T-Rex’s would hunt near the water since they all mostly lived near marshy lands, that they weren’t big swimmers. They’d drown considering they were so heavy, but they’d dip their toes in so to speak...” she rambled, never taking her gaze off the toy.

There was part of her that wanted to comment on it being silly but Jaxx found herself holding on to the small dinosaur a bit tighter than she had before, well, as tight as her fingers would allow currently.

Glancing around at the bubbles she slowly lifted her head to finally look at Amelia once more. “I uh...have never had a bath. I don’t really know what I’m supposed to do,” she admitted, chuckling a lil to herself.

“Though, it does seem entirely unfair that I’m the only one naked,” she teased, giving Amelia a smile before looking back down at the T-Rex. Staying quiet for a few moments as she never took her gaze off the toy Jaxx absently ran her finger tips along the T-Rex’s tail, continuously doing the motion for a few moments before quietly speaking.

“I suppose...I should have known better. He did tell me he’d hurt me bad...I didn’t listen.” she mumbled, never lifting her gaze off the dinosaur clutched in her fingers. “I think...the most fucked up part of it all though...they just left me there all day. Did they just step over me to get their shit? That’s what I’m mad about...Isn’t that so...stupid. That out of everything, I’m mad about them stepping over me all day...stupid.”

[jaxx-attack]

theprincessames​:

Her hand stopped, hovering over the doorknob as she looked back to Jaxx, who seemed almost a world away from her now — though she was just mere feet from her on the other side of her room. Amelia couldn’t understand even an ounce of the hesitation Jaxx felt and perhaps… that was the point. No better show of the two girls coming from completely separate spheres than this; instead of running towards help, the help Amelia could always rely on, Jaxx ran. Because help only came to the privileged few. Everyone else would pay the price. And Amelia couldn’t allow that to happen. 

“Sweetheart,” she said as she strode forward to close the gap between them. No more being worlds away. No more. “Jaxx, sweetheart, we don’t have to go anywhere, okay?” she promised her and with that she knew she would promise her the world if it meant she’d stop her from crying, from feeling this pain and this fear. “I won’t tell anyone,” she shook her head. “I just-” She scanned the girl over again, knowing there was more going on than she could see on a surface level. “I just need to get you cleaned up. Let’s go to the bathroom, but you have to be very quiet. Okay?” 

She pressed a finger to her lips and shushed softly as she took her arm and slung it over her shoulder, Amelia small under her weight, but strong enough to carry her forward, to the door and past the hallway, where only some doors down her mother had lulled herself to sleep with her trusted bottle of Xanax, her father likely fell asleep in the recliner in his office, and her younger brother slept soundly in his bed. Only once they had hobbled into the bathroom across from her room did she settle Jaxx atop the closed toilet seat and closed the door behind them, locking it to ensure the utmost privacy. 

Amelia turned to Jaxx, her injuries stark under the bright white light. She didn’t know where to start. She bent down to the cupboard underneath the sink and pulled the gauze, the antibiotic ointment, the rubbing alcohol, and then the bandages their housekeeper kept handy for the cuts and scrapes Charlie inflicted upon himself trying to master his skateboarding moves. After setting it all out in front of her, she looked back to Jaxx. Shit. 

“You’re bleeding from.. everywhere,” she said, brows furrowing as she tried to pinpoint where exactly it most came from. She couldn’t see anything with her clothes covering her. “I.. I need you to take off your clothes for me, okay, Jaxx? It’s okay. I just need to see where you’re hurt.” She treaded lightly, hoping she wouldn’t frighten her. 

Wiping her eyes once more Jaxx risked glancing up at Amelia upon hearing the sweet name. She was pretty sure she’d never been called that her entire life, she knew it, of course. But it had never been used as a term towards her, she had to admit while a little weird, it was...nice.

The promise hit her in the sense of waves of relief washing through her body, nodding ever so slightly as her own promise to be quiet Jaxx hesitated for a moment before using Amelia’s help to slide her shoes off, knowing they probably weren’t overly dirty but this was the St.James home after all.

Holding her breath as she did her best to walk with Amelia Jaxx found all of the adrenaline that had gotten her to Amelia’s was completely gone now, but she had to just last a little longer, a few more steps and once she was settled she finally let the air out of her lungs. Wincing from her seated position she blinked a couple times, trying to adjust her eyes to the bright light of the bathroom, unable to help glancing around it truly sunk in that this was not at all her world. This was Amelia’s, a Princesses. 

She didn’t belong here, that was for sure.

Lifting her head just enough to meet Amelia’s gaze Jaxx couldn’t help the tiny smile that tugged at her lips at Amelia caring for her. It was the same look she’d seen the night of the party, that same frantic worry, the tough exterior even though she knew Amelia was probably freaking out on the inside. 

Apparently they did have that in common, who knew?

Glancing down at herself Jaxx pushed aside the worry she had about Amelia seeing her body. After all she’d seen her before, sure, only a little banged up then but really a body was a body and at this point it wasn’t like Jaxx was trying to put the moves on the other girl.

Taking a small deep breath before she found herself holding it again as she slowly shifted to shimmy out of her jacket, letting it fall to the floor next to the toilet before moving to pull her shirt. Pausing half way she bit back a groan. 

“Y-You uh..your gonna have to help me...please” she mumbled into the fabric, not fully being able to lift her arms up enough to get the tshirt over her head.

With Amelia’s help Jaxx took advantage of having the girl close and slowly pulled herself into a standing position once more, tugging her jeans off but leaving her boxer briefs on, she’d like to say for modesty reasons but in all honesty she was just fuckin’ exhausted.

“Never took you for a pirate ship kinda gal,” she commented, gesturing to the small yet perfectly organized toy bin next to the tub, managing to give Amelia a small smile as she stood fully back up, resting a hand against the counter for support.

“So...what’s the verdict? You still think I’m pretty?” she asked, chuckling a little under her breath as she could only imagine the state she was in.

[jaxx-attack]

theprincessames​:

A cold, dreadful feeling pooled in the pit of her stomach, one that almost made her want to lurch forward and rid herself of what she had had for dinner, but the stronger urge, the one that most perplexed her, was the one that wished to pull her close and wrap herself around her, as if she could protect her from all else in the world. Like Amelia was strong enough to shoulder her pain and her sorrow. She wasn’t sure she was, but what she was sure of was that Jaxx wasn’t either. 

“Jaxx,” her voice was kept small, both in fear of being too loud so as not to wake anyone else up and in fear of being too big for the other girl to handle, because she could see it was mere threads with which she hung onto. “Jaxx,” Amelia said again, hoping to draw her gaze back towards her, “you could never disappoint me.” Carefully, she pressed her hands against her swollen, too-bloody face, and she said, “Look at me.” Only once her blue eyes settled onto her, she whispered, “Breathe, darling. Just breathe.”  

Slowly, she breathed in through her nose, held it for a few seconds, and then breathed out through her mouth, hoping Jaxx would follow along and try to center herself before they went any further. And truthfully, Amelia needed it to get a grip of herself, too. It was as if she were in a nightmare that she couldn’t quite wake herself from, unsure of what to do next.

“We can’t stay here, Jaxx. We need to take you to a hospital. We need to go.” Now, she tried to let her rational mind take the reins because if she continued letting her emotions push through, she simply wouldn’t let her hand go. She’d be too afraid of what would happen if she did; if she’d ever see her again, knowing she could just as easily run from her as she ran from others. She didn’t want Jaxx to run anymore. “We can tell my dad what happened in the car, and he’d call the cops and—and they’d know what to do,” Amelia said assuredly, stepping from her only to reach for a jacket off her coat rack. 

In her head, she was already miles ahead of their current predicament, already having formulated a response as to why she even knew the likes of Jaxx and why the other girl would ever think to crawl into her room so late at night. “He’ll know what to do. We won’t…— I won’t let anything happen to you,” she looked back towards her and promised this. No one would dare touch her while Amelia was there, not again. Not ever. 

Jaxx’s shaky breaths continued to rack through her the more it set in just what she had admitted, what she was feeling, and the fact that Amelia was giving her that look again. Only this time it was more intense then it was the night she’d followed her after Stacy’s. Reluctantly flicking her gaze up to Amelia’s upon hearing her voice, the words just caused Jaxx to squeeze her eyes shut as tears started to fall out of them and slide down her cheeks. The stinging she felt as the saltyness hit her broken skin, was nothing compared to the way her heart was lurching at someone actually admitting they wouldn’t be disappointed in her. That alone seemed fake, like a lie, but she knew from Amelia it was true, and it somehow made it that much more overwhelming.

The gentle touch against her face caused her to flinch slightly, mentally cursing herself for doing so Jaxx leaned into the touch, only lifting her gaze to meet Amelia’s at the soft command. Letting out a soft teary chuckle Jaxx kept her focus on Amelia’s soft inviting eyes, doing her best to channel her breathing to breathe in time with the other girls. It took a good while but she managed to, she managed to focus on Amelia and listen to her and know that she was right here, she wasn’t disappearing. She was right here and she was okay. 

Meaning Jaxx would be okay.

Though soon Amelia was pulling away from her, Jaxx’s fingers absently reaching out to try and grab the girl back, even though she wasn’t moving very quickly. The idea of going to the hospital was frightening enough, even if Jaxx knew Amelia had a point, she could tell by feeling her own body that she wasn’t okay. This was a lot more than just some bruised ribs, she didn’t know if her fingers were broken, who knew what shape her eye was in, let alone the rest of her face. She’d need a lot more care than either of them could provide, but the hospital also meant people finding out, more blame being thrown on her, more explanations and more bills. Not to mention, they’d want to talk to her and they’d probably send Amelia away to do so and Jaxx wasn’t going along with any plan that would be taking Amelia away from her, even if just for a second.

“A-Ames...” Trying her best to take a few steps forward to follow Amelia Jaxx stopped dead in her tracks upon hearing the part about Amelia’s father. Just the idea of being near another man, let alone another father had her heart constricting, her stomach churning and her hands and breathing shaking all over again.

The promise from Amelia had her wanting to trust her, to believe her, but considering the situation and the involvement of not only Amelia’s father but the police as well had Jaxx shaking her head and taking slow steps back towards the window.

“I...No. We...No.” Shaking her head she tried to take a few slow breaths, to calm herself enough to get what she needed to say out. “I...I wish I could Princess...But...Yes your father would be calling the cops, but it wouldn’t be for the reasons we’d hope. It would be on me for being in your bedroom, for...getting dirt and blood on this expensive carpet...For even breathing the same air as you. Trust me.”

Sighing she backed up enough to lean against the wall next to the window. 

“I...I know your right...I know that. But I can’t go to a hospital Amelia, I can’t. I can’t deal with the questions and the social services and all that. Because I’ve dealt with it before...and you know what happened? Nothing. They did nothing and I got the punishment for it...I know you mean well but I...I can’t.”

Using the back of her good hand she wiped at her cheeks, wincing as she did so but shaking her head a little. “I’m sorry...I...I shouldn’t have...I shouldn’t have come here, I shouldn’t have put this on you...”

[jaxx-attack]

theprincessames​:

“Sup Sleepin’ Beauty. I’ll see you after school.”

Nothing could dim Amelia’s smile that morning, not Charlie finishing her favorite cereal before she could grab a bowl at breakfast, not Stacy’s too-nasally voice cornering her with tedious gossip when she got to school, not even the surprise pop quiz that Mr. Molina gave them in first period. Nothing could even come close because today she’d see Jaxx. Today, she’d be free. Free from expectations, free from appearances. Free to be only what she wanted to be, which was to be wrapped in her arms, lips peppering kisses on soft flesh while her hands trailed places she only dared herself to imagine when she was alone in her room sans any interruptions.

Glances around her she spared when no one minded her too much, hoping to catch a glimpse of Jaxx somewhere down the hall, tall and leather-clad with that smirk that drove her to question how she could ever have thought to resist her at all, but no such luck would she find. Instead, she checked her phone underneath desks and cafeteria tables, seeing the familiar three dots that signified ‘typing…’ but no response ever came. Only then did she allow her once too-bright smile to diminish, allowing room for a pursed lip — concentrated, nervous. 

School dragged then, the long hand of the clock seeming even slower than the small, neither in any hurry to free her from boring lectures that couldn’t quite take her mind off the burning question on her mind, “Why hasn’t Jaxx replied to me?” Over and over she glanced at her response to her text that morning, wondering if it was too dull or too eager, too desperate or too easygoing. She dissected her words every which way she could, but no answers would give her as much relief as One. Fucking Reply. 

Once school let out, her excitement piqued once more, if only to satiate the nervous feeling bundling deeper and deeper in her chest, something feeling… off. Not quite right. She waited where she and Jaxx agreed upon earlier in the week, rocking back and forth on her heels as cars came and went, none Jaxx’s all too familiar pick-up truck she hoped would show up any minute. But minute turned to minutes. And then half an hour. And then an hour. And halfway into the second, long when the sun began to set and her feet went sore from standing so long did she come to the conclusion that no one was coming. 

The walk home that evening felt akin to a walk of shame; only, her one shame was thinking this could be different. That this would matter to Jaxx as much as it mattered to her. 

Dinner was quiet, even for the St. Jameses, and Amelia hardly ate her food, pushing back and forth some peas on her plate until she could finally excuse herself and be left alone. Homework went untouched, deciding her essay could be pushed off one more day, and instead she readied herself for bed, brushing her teeth and washing her face seemingly in a trance, gaze unfocused in the mirror because she knew if she looked at herself, really, truly looked at herself, she’d unleash something that hurt too much to even think of. And once she started crying, she wasn’t sure if she’d have the will to stop. Puffy eyes and a snotty nose suited no one, let alone Amelia. 

She took another passing glance at the messages on her phone she left to Jaxx as she walked down the hallway and back to her room. 

"Someone’s late. It better be because you’re getting me a bouquet this time. 😉”

“Fashionably late? So not as cute as you think.”

“Hey, are we still on? It’s been, like, 30 minutes.”

“Jaxx, is everything okay?”

“Jaxx???”

“I’m going home.”

“You know, if you wanted to prove a point, point taken. You’re a dick.”

“If you didn’t want to hang out, you could’ve just said so. You didn’t have to stand me up like a douchebag.”

“I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you.”

“Don’t talk to me ever again.”

Turning into her room, she tossed her phone on her bed, sighing, and was just about to follow suit in plopping down onto the comforter when the sudden knock at her window made her jump. Heart thumping in her chest, she couldn’t make out the dark figure she could only barely see perched at her windowsill. Her mind told her to turn on her heel and run, to wake her dad, to wake the neighbors, to call the police, to call the National Guard or whoever else the fuck would ensure whatever creep trying to make their way into her room so late at night stayed as far from her as possible. 

But something pulled her forward, call it naivety or plain stupidity; she walked closer, inching forward until she was right in front of her window. And then she couldn’t get the window opened quickly enough, a frightful gasp pulled from her lungs, fingers trembling as she unlatched the window and pulled it open. 

“Jaxx?!” she screamed, perhaps too loud for how quiet the rest of the house was, moving swiftly to take her arms and pull her into the room before she rocked back and fell into the unforgiving ground below her. “J-Jaxx,” quieter now, but still just as frightened, just as on-edge. Her hands hovered over her figure, every part of her purple and blue, blood marring its macabre color scheme. 

They finally settled delicately on either side of her face, not quite touching her, hovering just centimeters above as she feared any amount of pressure would cause her to crumble in on herself. “Who did— How— What—” Words stammered on her tongue, tears pinching her eyes, and finally all she could say was, “What happened?”

Flinching as the scream rang out Jaxx was grateful for the hands grasping her shaking arms as she let Amelia help -more like drag her- through the window and into the room, raising an arm to steady herself against the wall she wanted to wrap Amelia in her arms, she wanted to hide, she wanted to pull away but also pull Amelia closer.

So many thoughts and feelings were rushing through her head but the moment she met Amelia’s gaze, the girl’s caring hands not daring to touch her, was the moment Jaxx realized that all she wanted was for Amelia to touch her, for her to care for her. For her to hug her.

“I...” Feeling tears welling in her own eyes, she winced as the saltiness stung her already swollen eye. “I tried...to kill my dad,” was all she said, keeping her gaze down it took all her might but Jaxx managed to shift her arm off the wall and reach out to grab Amelia’s waist, pulling the girl closer to her she wrapped her arms around her and stayed perfectly still, keeping Amelia close and knowing that she was there, she was real.

“I wanted to text you back, I tried...And things just...went how they usually go and then he made some comment about you and...pushed me around...you know the usual shit but then he threatened me and when I got away I just....Couldn’t see anything else you know? Couldn’t think anything else, it all happened so fast I...I think I uh...I think I passed out ‘cause last thing I remember was seeing the meat tenderizer I went for and...then I woke up on the kitchen floor and it was dark out and all I could think about was you.”

Taking a few deep breaths, they came out shaky as she could feel the panic starting to build in her chest.

“I...I don’t want to disappoint you and let you down and I already have it feels like and I just...needed to come here so you knew I didn’t blow you off...not on purpose. I wouldn’t, I...want the time with you.”

She wasn’t sure if she was actually making sense, words forming in her head faster than her mouth could keep up, soon everything dulled though, as the pounding in her head returned. Taking a moment Jaxx squeezed her eyes shut, sighing as she absently brushed her fingers against the sides of Amelia’s shirt, needing to feel something that wasn’t the ache running throughout her body.

Slowly opening her eyes and meeting Amelia’s gaze, her fingers tightened against the girl’s shirt, ignoring the pain in her swollen hand. Knowing that she couldn’t let Amelia go, because if she disappeared, she’d truly lose it.

“....You look really pretty and I...I’m sorry, Princess.”

[jaxx-attack]

Look how pretty she is when she falls down →

It wasn’t as if Jaxx particularly favored the days of the week to begin with, however waiting until next Thursday was truly hell on earth. The days between seemed to drag and drag, especially when she’d see Amelia at school, catching the girl brushing her hair over her shoulder as she chatted to her mini-me’s in the cafeteria, it was only when Jaxx felt her breath actually catch one of the times she caught the action that she knew she needed to come to her senses. She just had to wait a few more days then she could have Amelia all to herself again, to kiss her, touch her, make her blush and hopefully make her moan. Truly it was all that was getting Jaxx through the week were the thoughts of having Amelia in her arms once more.

Groaning as her alarm went off Jaxx dug around her bed, reaching for her phone to quickly shut it off only to instantly grin as she noticed the date. Thursday. Fucking finally.

Bringing up her text conversation with Amelia she quickly ran her fingers against the buttons.

“Sup Sleepin’ Beauty. I’ll see you after school.”

Was it still lame to put an x or an o? It totally was and she wasn’t that lame, no way in hell. Even if she really wanted to.

Rolling off of her mattress and on to the floor Jaxx groaned a little to herself as she stood up, stretching her arms over her head and wincing as her ribs stretched. They were getting better but still not a hundred percent yet. But getting there, another thing she truly credited to Amelia.

Making her way into the kitchen once her teeth were brushed and she’d gotten dressed Jaxx was just about to scrounge around in the cupboards for something to eat when she heard her phone go off, instantly pulling it out of her pocket she smiled a little to herself as she noticed the rose and crown lighting up the screen, meaning Amelia had replied.

“Little early for your Johns dont you think?” Came her fathers voice from the kitchen table.

Rolling her eyes Jaxx went to reply to the text, only getting a few letters typed before her phone was quickly knocked out of her hand and on to the ground.

“What the fu-”

“Focus up when someone’s talking to you.”

Shaking her head and sighing a little Jaxx bent down to grab her phone, just as she went to close her fingers around it her fingers soon found themselves squished under the toe of her father’s boot.

“Fuu...alright I’m listening,” she panted, attempting to pull her hand away only to wince as her father put more pressure on to her hand before he moved his foot. Cradling her hand to her chest Jaxx sighed a little to herself as she glanced at her already red fingers.

“I’m really not in the mood for this, I’m going to school.” she commented, using her own foot to kick her phone away from the table and her father before she bent down to grab it, making sure to stand up quickly this time.

“Who are you talking to?” her father demanded, giving Jaxx a look that made her feel like he could see right through her.

“No one, a friend.”

“Uh huh, you expect me to believe you have those?”

“I don’t expect you to ever believe anything I say,” Jaxx replied with a shrug.

“Give me your phone,”

“No,” Came the instant reply as she went to shove the device into her pocket. The moment her phone was away was the same moment her father forcefully stood up from his chair, swallowing thickly Jaxx went to back up only to end up smacking into the fridge.

“Just a friend huh? What are you hiding.” He demanded, getting closer.

“Nothing, it’s just none of your damn business.”

Clearly this was the wrong thing to say as soon her father was lunging at her, shoving her up against the fridge and trying to snatch her phone back.

“Fuck off! It’s mine,” She exclaimed, attempting to shove him off, which she managed to for a moment and within those split few seconds Jaxx took the opportunity to swing out and connect her fist directly with her father’s face.

Looking wide eyed as it connected what she had done all signs started flashing ‘abort!!” in her head as she went to scramble out the back door, only to have her father grab the back of her jacket and forcefully tug her back into the kitchen. Using his hold on her to his advantage as he shoved her up against the fridge, keeping a strong hand against her back to hold her in place while the other roughly pinned her head against the fridge door.

“Now that wasn’t very smart was it? Considering we’ve both seen you can’t even win a fight, that was pretty damn stupid of you.”

Attempting to struggle against his hold Jaxx groaned as he took the hand holding her head to pull it back and push it against the door once more.

“You come at me again, I’m gonna hurt you bad. You understand me?”

“Y-Yeah...” she mumbled, stumbling into the kitchen chairs as her father shoved her towards them.

Watching as he walked over to the counter Jaxx looked down at her hand, noticing her fingers still bruising and swollen she narrowed her gaze at them. Catching the reflective glint of something in the corner of her eye she let her gaze travel over to the drying rack on the counter, her eyes falling on the meat tenderizer in the rack. Taking a glance between the tool and the back of her father’s head everything seemed to move in an instant as before she knew it she had her fingers curled around the handle, arm raised towards her father as she moved behind him. Only he ended up catching her reflection in the glass of the cupboards before she could land a hit on him, quickly spinning around he grabbed the front of her shirt, pulling her closer and landing a harsh punch to the middle of her face, causing her to drop the tenderizer. However the punches kept coming, and coming.

Jaxx found herself falling in and out of consciousness, with every hit, however the last one had her father holding her up by her shirt as her legs gave out underneath her.

“You don’t fucking listen do you? You disrespectful little bitch.” With one last hit to her face he tossed her on to the floor, her head being the first thing that hit against the linoleum tile.

“Told you not to do that.” Her father stated simply, walking out of the kitchen and leaving Jaxx in a bloody heap on the floor.

Barely able to keep her eyes open, tasting nothing but iron on her tongue as her mouth pooled with blood the last thing Jaxx could think of was the fact she didn’t fully text Amelia back before everything went black.

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Slowly opening her eyes and realizing she could barely open the right one Jaxx winced as she slowly uncurled her fingers, feeling the cool tile around her she began to gain consciousness once more, the moment her vision focused and she could see the chair and table legs that was when everything came flooding back to her, what had happened, where she was, along with the throbbing pain in her face.

“A-Amelia....” Attempting to look around she slowly pushed herself into a sitting position, slumping against the cupboards she pulled her phone out, noticing the time and the fact it was well into the night now. She must have passed out, for the whole damn day.

Fuck.

Shifting a little more to try to situate herself to type a text to Amelia she found she couldn’t focus on the screen, everything was blurry, her head was pounding, this was never going to work. For all she knew Amelia would think she’d blown her off and never want to see her again.

Of all days, why did this have to happen on a damn Thursday.

With a lot of effort Jaxx managed to use the cupboards to pull herself up into a standing position. Trying to push down the instant feeling of nausea she felt. Okay, she could do this. Taking a few minutes to steady herself at least until she could walk.

Once she found her footing Jaxx stumbled her way out the door and into the cool night air. She knew she could go to the bathroom, access the damage, clean herself up. But all she could think of right now was one thing, one person. The only place she wanted to be.

It took a long time to walk the distance and for a big part of it Jaxx had thought she was walking in the complete wrong direction until they came into view. The rose bushes.

Breathing a small sigh of relief she glanced the house over, noticing a light on in one of the upstairs rooms, what she was hoping was a bedroom. Shaking her head a little to try and focus her vision she looked over everything again with more detail this time, trying to plan out her route.

Bingo.

Making her way closer to the house she hooked her fingers into the lattice, instantly wincing as her swollen fingers made their discomfort known. Telling herself to toughen up she sucked in a breath as she hoisted herself up, making sure not to damage any of the rose bushes along the way as she climbed. Pushing herself onto a small side roof she sighed a little in relief, okay half way.

Cradling her head in her hands for a moment as the world started to spin once more she groaned internally. Just a little bit more.

Blinking a few times as she got her gaze to focus she noticed the window she’d been looking at was getting closer, and lucky for her there was a ledge in the siding.

Perfect.

Crawling across the roof she curled her fingers around the ledge, pulling herself up and quickly wedging her foot against the ledge to keep her held up. Managing to get high enough to peek into the room in question. Well it was a bedroom for sure, however an empty one.

Maybe it was Amelia’s, maybe she would come back. It was worth a shot, after all worse comes to worse the St.James parents call the cops on her, hell it would be better than going home.

Raising her hand she lightly knocked on the window, pausing for a moment to make sure neither of Amelia’s parents came into the room before she lightly knocked again.

She knew her biggest concern should have been her appearance. She could only imagine what she looked like, knowing her eye must be bruised and bloodshot, considering she could taste dried blood on her lips she was sure there was some around there still as well, and who the hell knows what else was wrong with her considering the way her head was pounding and her vision kept getting blurry at random times. 

Sure she should probably be in a hospital, or a mental institution, but all she wanted right now was the girl she was praying would hear her knocking.

[jaxx-attack]

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The moment the offered fry was snatched Jaxx knew things were back to normal and they had somehow come to an agreement, she didn’t know what it was exactly but Amelia was smiling again and to her that’s all that mattered. “Pfft, I’m offended by that Princess, I ain’t adorable ever. Cute sometimes…maybe but adorable? Nah.”

Popping her last few fries in her mouth Jaxx tilted her head over to look at Amelia, giving her a boyish grin. Finishing chewing she leaned over to press a light peck to Amelia’s cheek, hesitating ever so slightly before kissing the corner of the girl’s lips, then fully bringing their lips together in a soft kiss.

“I’ve had fun Princess, I’m already looking forward to our next time. Not just because of the possibility of making you come, but to see that cute face of yours as well,” 

Pulling away with a playful smirk, Jaxx lightly tapped the tip of Amelia’s nose with her finger before settling properly into the drivers seat once more. As much as she wanted to continue hanging out with Amelia and keeping the girl all to herself it was a school night and Amelia was the School Princess after all, plus she wanted to be a respectable gentleman and all that shit when it came to actually having Amelia home on time.

Heading back to the familiar area Jaxx made sure to stay parked away from the St.James home, unable to help glancing at all the roses once more before her gaze turned back to Amelia.

“I hope you won’t hold it against me if I don’t walk you to the door, I think I’d probably get the cops called on me for stepping foot on these sidewalks,” she teased, well, sort of.

Reaching back for the flower she had gotten Amelia, she held it out to the girl before leaning back to playfully look her over. “Hm..hang on,” reaching out she gently tucked some hair behind Amelia’s ear, running her fingers through the girl’s hair before reluctantly pulling away.

“There, perfect as always. So, see you next Thursday?” 

Heart stuttering in her chest, cheeks beet red and warm to the touch — this was how Jaxx’s kisses left Amelia, tongue-tied and smitten, every bit as charmed as the other girl intended for her to be. She tried every bit to maintain her composure, but she couldn’t find a clever enough retort. She thinks my face is cute? Even as they drove towards the familiar neighborhood Amelia called home, she couldn’t find it in herself to dread the drive there, not the way she tended to, worried what state of emotions she’d come home to or wonder how many bottles of wine and Xanax deep her mother would be in. 

Only when the car stilled did Amelia settle back into reality, but nothing could dim the widespread grin on her face, even as Jaxx told her this is as far as she could go. “I’m sure our Neighborhood Watch would be grateful you gave them something to do other than sitting around and watching re-runs of the Real Housewives.” She laughed and looked to her home, even the rosebushes seeming more vibrant. Still not quite as beautiful as the rose Jaxx had given her, though. Okay, perhaps she was biased. 

Taking the flower in hand, she breathed in as Jaxx glanced her over and when she reached to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, Amelia knew then that this, whatever she and Jaxx had, would only lead to trouble. Trouble that she’d be willing to get into over and over and over again if it meant she could look at her like this just once more. 

Leaning in to press one last kiss to Jaxx’s lips, she reassured her with a nod afterward and said simply, “Next Thursday.” Even after she walked into her home, she didn’t move from the window, eyes steadied on Jaxx’s truck as it drove down the street and turned a corner away from view, away from her, and she stood there long after, as if willing it to come back. 

To take Amelia with her. 

[jaxx-attack]

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Words failed Jaxx, but even so, the more she went on, the more she spoke about how she wished to buy Amelia flowers, to spend time with her, well… it proved too difficult to remain upset at that. Her arms uncrossed themselves, fingers nervously fiddling with the ring she wore, gifted to her, of course, by daddy dearest. And a smile overtook the once tense expression, taking the fry from Jaxx, agreeing to the white flag she tossed her way as she said simply, “Deal.” She chewed thoughtfully, a slight smugness pulling at the end of her lips. 

“Forget about the dates. Forget about the labels,” Amelia assured her, “I don’t need any of that.” I just need you, she finished silently, chastising herself for even thinking the words so contrary to any ounce of logic Amelia held. Some stolen kisses from the girl, and she had her waxing poetic in the back of a pick-up truck. God, if only her friends could see her now. “For the record,” she said after a beat of silence, “you’re adorable when you’re frustrated.” 

Smiling to herself, she looked out the window, watching as cars drove by them, none paying either any mind. Like for a split moment in time the could exist together without anything weighing them down. Part of Amelia wished they could stay in that moment even longer; the other part of her knew the day would come to an end sooner rather than later. “And as far as not-dates go, I think… you’re pretty good at them. Thank you for tonight.”

The moment the offered fry was snatched Jaxx knew things were back to normal and they had somehow come to an agreement, she didn’t know what it was exactly but Amelia was smiling again and to her that’s all that mattered. “Pfft, I’m offended by that Princess, I ain’t adorable ever. Cute sometimes...maybe but adorable? Nah.”

Popping her last few fries in her mouth Jaxx tilted her head over to look at Amelia, giving her a boyish grin. Finishing chewing she leaned over to press a light peck to Amelia’s cheek, hesitating ever so slightly before kissing the corner of the girl’s lips, then fully bringing their lips together in a soft kiss.

“I’ve had fun Princess, I’m already looking forward to our next time. Not just because of the possibility of making you come, but to see that cute face of yours as well,” 

Pulling away with a playful smirk, Jaxx lightly tapped the tip of Amelia’s nose with her finger before settling properly into the drivers seat once more. As much as she wanted to continue hanging out with Amelia and keeping the girl all to herself it was a school night and Amelia was the School Princess after all, plus she wanted to be a respectable gentleman and all that shit when it came to actually having Amelia home on time.

Heading back to the familiar area Jaxx made sure to stay parked away from the St.James home, unable to help glancing at all the roses once more before her gaze turned back to Amelia.

“I hope you won’t hold it against me if I don’t walk you to the door, I think I’d probably get the cops called on me for stepping foot on these sidewalks,” she teased, well, sort of.

Reaching back for the flower she had gotten Amelia, she held it out to the girl before leaning back to playfully look her over. “Hm..hang on,” reaching out she gently tucked some hair behind Amelia’s ear, running her fingers through the girl’s hair before reluctantly pulling away.

“There, perfect as always. So, see you next Thursday?” 

[jaxx-attack]

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Jaxx’s words dimmed the smile she held, and it took a concentrated effort to swallow through the bite she had taken. Tugging her bottom lip in between her teeth, Amelia’s eyes moved to look out the window, staring aimlessly. It wasn’t like Jaxx had told her something she didn’t know; she was all too aware of what would happen if these sorts of hang-outs became frequent, how people would whisper behind her back, and what they would say right to her face. Even now, enjoying this time together was made only possible by the privacy Jaxx’s truck provided, but once she dropped her off at home — or likely, a block or two down so as to avoid being seen — there was nothing to hide behind. Amelia would go back to her world, and so would Jaxx.

“I’m not asking to be your girlfriend,” Amelia said, her tone sharp, perhaps too much so for how gently Jaxx was attempting to let her down. But her pride had taken a hit, and the words formed too quickly for her to try to see reason. “It’s not like I expect to wear your letterman jacket at school and have you hold my books while you walk me to class,” she said, her brows knitting together. “I wouldn’t look good in wool, anyway,” she sniffed, holding her head high. Her arms crossed over her chest, and her fingers tapped against her arm impatiently as she continued to look out the window, though her stare had become much more of a glare. 

“You say I’m different,” she said quietly after a pause of silence, trying to breathe through the pressure forming in her chest, “and that this is the first time you’ve ever done anything like this with anyone. So, what then? Does that mean we stop here? That I don’t see you again until you get beat up at the next party?” Amelia finally looked to Jaxx and spoke softly, all anger and frustration stripped from her tone, leaving way for a bout of vulnerability she tried not to let tremble her voice, “I just… I want to see you again, okay?” 

Furrowing her brows at Amelia’s reply Jaxx absently rubbed the back of her neck. Jeeze, girl’s were confusing. Sure, she herself may be one, but that didn’t mean she understood them any better. In her mind she couldn’t understand why Amelia would want to go on dates with her, when she knew that Amelia was the one who had to prove her social standing and stick with her mini-me’s and all that shit. But the girl actually seemed upset by what she had said which just caused Jaxx to be even more confused. “Well, to be fair you have already worn my jacket,” she mused glancing over at her leather jacket that lay tossed aside before looking back at Amelia, remembering how adorable she had looked doing so. 

The getting beat up comment caused Jaxx to tighten her jaw slightly. Telling herself to relax she huffed a little as she leaned back in the seat, shifting to be able to face Amelia. “Look, I know I don’t make a lot of sense sometimes and I aint the smartest but I mean I did say that if I did dates I’d wanna do them with you, doesn’t that count for anything?” she questioned, shrugging a little.

“Obviously, I wanna keep hangin’ out. I mean we already decided there’s gonna be a next time,” she pointed out, a playful smirk gracing her lips for just a moment. “I just don’t understand why your upset all of a sudden, when your asking me a question that you knew the answer to. Yes, I wanna hang out and be around you and get your flowers and all that shit. But Amelia, going on dates and stuff would mean doing all those things Nate keeps trying to do with you, the school dances, the hallway grossness, having people know. And like I said, I might think your view and ways at school are dumb, but I get they are important to you and I truly feel like you wouldn’t be willing to risk that all just to go on dates with me, and I wouldn’t want you to. Trust me I aint worth that shit,” she explained with another small shrug, giving Amelia a smile.

“But of course I want to keep doing this and hanging out,” she added in, gesturing between them for a moment. “So I guess we could just hang out but call them dates? I don’t know this is all very confusing now,” she admitted with a chuckle, rubbing the back of her neck once more. “Doesn’t labeling something as dates, mean that you are dating? Or is dates just the new term for like...hanging out? But either way, what were doing now..and have done before I wanna keep doing,” she finally said, hoping to have connected the dots enough to have not somehow messed up again and said the wrong thing.

“Sound good?” she asked chuckling a little as she teasingly held a fry out towards Amelia.

[jaxx-attack]

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A quiet hum was all Amelia could muster in response, waiting until Jaxx’s back was turned to her to allow a gracious smile to spread onto her features. Be cool, Amelia. She followed after the other girl and sat back into the passenger seat, reaching for her purse and rifling through it for a moment until she found what she was looking for — her hand sanitizer. Squeezing some onto her hands, she stared at Jaxx and sheepishly shrugged, “I don’t know where your dick’s been.” 

Laughing, she put her purse away and settled into her seat, buckling her seatbelt as Jaxx drove towards the closest drive-thru their small town had to offer; it was among the only ones Shermer had at their disposable, and as such, a touch of worry crept towards the surface. Amelia’s eyes swept the burger joint for anyone who would recognize her, her hands nervously fiddling with her seatbelt, unconsciously preparing to duck at the first sign of trouble. But the drive-thru was quick, and they were driving out into a parking lot elsewhere, where they were alone once more.

Amelia’s guard lowered, something she only just discovered she could do, easing into a rhythm in which she was unfamiliar but not entirely opposed to. It was easy with Jaxx. She didn’t have to pretend to be all that others expected of her. She could merely… be. Reaching for Jaxx’s order of fries, Amelia quickly plucked one fry from the container and munched on it. Innocently, she batted her eyelashes and said, “Yours taste better.” Giggling to herself, she handed her her food and got to work on her own, unwrapping the burger and salivating at only the mere smell of it. It wasn’t often Amelia divulged in something so greasy, but she started to wonder if counting her calories to ensure she could fit into her little designer dresses was worth it. 

One bite was all it took, and Amelia was quick to take another, manners aside. She did slow, however, as she chewed and glanced over at Jaxx. Waiting until she swallowed, she asked outright, “Is this a date?” She reached for a fry, taking a small bite and continued, “You know, flowers, dinner, backseat handjobs… it sort of feels like it is.” She looked down, nervous now, and admitted. “I’ve, um— I’ve never been on one before.” Quickly to her defense, she said, “Not for lack of asking, of course. It’s not like I’m a total social pariah. I’m just very… I don’t know, no one’s ever really kept me interested.” And that included Nate. Try as he did, he never could keep Amelia’s attention for long. 

“If this were a date,” she raised her eyes to meet Jaxx’s, saying, “I.. wouldn’t be opposed.” A blush flushed her cheeks, understanding now how it must’ve felt for the countless other boys on the other end of this very interaction, who tried so desperately to stake any sort of claim on Amelia. She sympathized for them now. Oh, how scary it was to risk rejection, especially with someone like her, who often didn’t hear the word ‘no’.

“That’s just rude Princess, that cuts deep.” Jaxx commented as Amelia snatched one of her fries before handing the box over. She did have to admit it was strange to just exist in the same comfortable space as someone as they ate. Even with her friends Jaxx never really did this sort of thing, she found Amelia was introducing her to a lot of calming feelings and while terrifying, she was kind of starting to dig ‘em.

The calmness that had settled over her almost instantly flew out the window as Amelia posed her question, arching her brows Jaxx glanced down at her food, thankful for Amelia continuing to talk as she racked her brain over the question of was this a date? It wasn’t like she had much knowledge or experience to go off of in terms of romance, and even though Amelia had given her an orgasm this was still probably the most tame hang out she’d ever had, but was it a date?

However hearing that no one had kept Amelia interested had Jaxx finally looking up and over at the girl, of course her mind thinking to Nate and not herself. Sure he was nice enough but then again still proved Jaxx’s point of how could Amelia see herself with someone like that just to please the school food chain.

Amelia’s flustered words caused Jaxx to smile a little to herself, glancing back down she absently tapped a fry against the side of the box for a moment. “I think us going on dates would mean you’d be okay with being seen with me,” she commented quietly, no bite or sarcasm to her words, this time.

“If I was the type to do dates and shit...I think I’d wanna do them with you.” she admitted after a quite pause. “But, we both know that’s not gonna happen...Or rather can’t happen I suppose. I mean I like hangin’ out and stuff, not just this time but you know...Detention, the party, under the bleachers. But we both know, Princess. You datin’ me would be a shitshow, you’d lose everything you seem to be fighting so hard to keep.” she pointed out with a small shrug.

“And...” Pausing for a moment to think of how she wanted to word what was on her mind, more so in a way that wouldn’t make her sound like an asshole Jaxx absently bit the side of her lip. “I can’t understand why you feel that way about a lot of things but...I get they are important to you and I wouldn’t mess that up for you.” she commented quietly glancing back down and popping a fry into her mouth. “So I suppose it’s a good thing that your the Queen of the school and I don’t do girlfriends,”

[jaxx-attack]

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Amelia drew in a breath at Jaxx’s words, the kiss on her cheek soft and small, but her words left her with a vivid image that only made her press her knees closer together. Flushed, she smiled in a way she hoped came across nonchalantly and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Seeing Jaxx tug her shirt back over her head, she tried not to dwell on the apparent sadness that came over her, knowing that it was only a matter of time now before the other girl dropped her off at home, bid her goodbye, and was on her way. That was how these sort of things worked, right? Amelia knew better than to expect any differently. 

To girls like Jaxx, hook-ups were just that — hook-ups. She knew enough to know that this was all this was. 

That’s why her brow rose in question when Jaxx spoke. Taken aback, she tried to gather her thoughts quickly, saying, “Dinner, eh?” She looked down, hands nervously running against the pant of her jean, and muttered, “Slow down, Devon, I might begin to think this means something.” And admittedly, she could’ve kept the comment to herself, but better for Jaxx to know where Amelia was than to have Amelia’s mind race to any other conclusion. “Throw in some fries, and I could eat,” she said when she looked back to her, a small smile poised on her lips. 

“Yes? Do you not eat?” she asked chuckling a little as she noticed Amelia seeming to resort back into that shy version of herself. She didn’t see what the big deal was and why Amelia was suddenly being all shy but that was when the girl’s other comment came out and Jaxx, slowly, but surely connected the dots.

“Yeah well, since I know your oh so curious about ‘em. I don’t treat other girls like I treat you, Princess. Take from that what you will,” she mused as she shifted to slide back into the driver’s seat. Waiting for Amelia to join her and be settled Jaxx started up the engine, pulling out of the lake parking and making their way back towards city limits. 

“Besides, didn’t you say for me to tap that I’d have to treat you to more flowers, dinner and Ed Sheeran? Well I’m takin’ one thing off the list, crossin’ my I’s and dottin’ my T’s and all that shit,” she joked as she glanced over at Amelia, giving her a small smile before her eyes focused back on the road.

Before long they’d pulled up to a local Shermer fast food place, rolling down the window and ordering two simple burger combos Jaxx fished in her back pocket for her wallet, pulling out a couple bills and handing them to the person at the window. Once they had their bag of food she handed it to Amelia before driving to the nearest parking lot and parking in a spot.

“Alright babe, I’m starving so pass those fries over or I won’t be held accountable for my actions,” she smirked.

[jaxx-attack]

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A teasing roll of her eyes was all Amelia could muster before Jaxx’s lips moved from brushing against her cheek towards the line of her jaw, her whispered request breathed against her skin. Goosebumps rose on her arms, and unconsciously, her hands balled at her sides, as if to brace herself from the flood of warmth that washed over her. She shifted in her seat, nervous now, and her proposition rested on her mind as she considered giving into restless desires.

Nothing sounded more tempting than to part her legs and have Jaxx’s fingers delve into places only Amelia knew, to feel her brush against the bundle of nerves that never failed to elicit a sharp gasp from the girl, or to feel just how wet she had made her by merely reveling in her own pleasure. She wanted Jaxx’s nimble hands to undo the button of her jeans and push them down past her ankles, discarded someplace on the truck’s floor. She wanted to feel her brush against her thighs as she kissed her, hands gently prying them apart while her focus shifted towards the slope of her neck, hot breath on her skin. She wanted Jaxx to call her “Princess” while her hands moved farther and farther up, teasing her all the while until her fingers hooked into her panties and—

No. No. She couldn’t. 

“Easy there, tiger,” she said, leaning away with a nervous chuckle while she tried to brush away how quickly her heart raced then, how her hazel eyes seemed to darken with all these thoughts she would keep close to her chest. “You don’t have to worry about me,” she said, “Celibacy Club, remember? It means I’m used to taking care of myself, thank you very much.” And usually even mentioning those words would cause the girl to flush red, but hey, she just gave her first handjob. They were past that point. “The offer is generous, but you know, maybe next time.” 

And in her rush to assure Jaxx she appreciated how eager she was to reciprocate, she hadn’t even realized she had insinuated there would be a ‘next time’ until after she said it. Crap. Would there be?

Jaxx knew Amelia’s response was coming but it still had her wanting to pout, twice in only a few short moments? Damn she really was turning into a sap. But as Amelia leaned away from her, as flushed and beautiful as ever, Jaxx made sure to lean back into her spot on the seat as well, giving Amelia her space and raising a highly amused brow as the girl continued speaking.

“Well consider me flattered that I at least got you all hot under the collar,” she mused. “Even if you’ll be taking care of it alone,” she added in giving Amelia a playful smirk. 

It truly was disgusting how the tiny promise of a next time had her spirits raising but Jaxx nodded a little. “Alright deal, though how about next time you can take care of it yourself and I’ll just talk ya through it, that way you still remain your Celibacy Royal self and I get the pleasure of still making you come. Win win if you ask me,” she teased, leaning over Jaxx pressed a light and playful kiss to Amelia’s cheek before stretching a little and shifting to properly sit up once more, finally reaching for her shirt to reluctantly tug it back over her head.

“Well, you gonna oppose if I get you dinner? Or is that too romantic? Cause either way I’m getting a burger and you’ll just be along for the ride,”

[jaxx-attack]

theprincessames​:

The sting of Jaxx’s fingers digging into her soft skin didn’t deter Amelia in the slightest; if anything, it spurred her on even more, seeing the way the other panted and groaned, desperate for a release in which only Amelia could provide. Some part of her, some part she wouldn’t utter aloud, even hoped it would leave bruises on her skin, just like how Amelia had left her own. A piece of Jaxx to keep close, to know that she wanted her, she chose her, and for even an afternoon, Amelia was hers. 

Stopping only when Jaxx’s hand was over hers, she kept her eyes focused on the other as pleasure ran through her expression, eyes half-lidded, out of breath, and uttering that pet name that was growing on her quite quickly. Placing a small kiss on her lips, she pressed another to her cheek before pulling herself away, moving her hand from around her. Following the other’s gaze, she giggled when Jaxx spoke and looked to finding anything that could help clean her up. 

Spotting her red bandana, she grabbed it and tossed it to the other girl, saying, “Consider it yours.” It wasn’t like she’d miss it. She reached for her own shirt, wrinkled now, and put it on so as to preserve some modesty. As if she didn’t just give her first handjob in the backseat of a truck. Very classy, Ames. “I’ve been given a lot of flowers in my day,” she said, “but yours was the first I, uh… really thanked someone for.” And the only person she wanted to thank in such a way. “Thank you, Jaxx, really,” Amelia said, glancing at the rose she had left atop the dashboard. “It’s very sweet.”

“You know, I didn’t take you for such a gentleman,” she teased as she leaned on her side, “but your secret is safe with me.”

Furrowing her brows as Amelia tossed the bandana at her Jaxx connected the dots and chuckled a little. “Thanks,” she murmured, using the item to clean herself up before tossing it back onto the floor. Tucking herself back into her boxer briefs and tugging her jeans back up Jaxx only glanced back at Amelia as she was doing her belt back up and she had to resist the urge to pout as she noticed Amelia had her shirt back on.

“I feel honored being your first hand job payment” she teased, leaning over to press a kiss to Amelia’s cheek, lingering there for a moment she pressed another kiss along the girl’s jaw. “Are you sure I can’t make you come too Princess, I won’t go inside.” she whispered against Amelia’s ear, tilting her head to ever so lightly nuzzle her nose against the girl’s neck. Though she figured Amelia putting her shirt back on was her way to finalize the moment, Jaxx figured there was no harm in asking, after all apparently she was quite the gentleman. Besides she had quite a few ways up her sleeve to pleasure Amelia without ever having to penetrate her and truly Jaxx would gladly offer up anything to get the chance, even if she knew it was highly unlikely.

[jaxx-attack]

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Jaxx’s stammered words elicited a mischievous smile from Amelia’s lips. She ‘hmm’ed in acknowledgement, keeping her head tucked in between the crook of the other girl’s neck as Jaxx wrapped her own hand around her, guiding her motions. Beneath her lips, she could feel the other’s pulse race, and just where it thrummed underneath the skin she kissed ever so tenderly as she took note of Jaxx’s words, moving her hand just a touch quicker now. She tilted her head back up to meet the other’s gaze for just a moment before she kissed her, wishing for nothing more than a moan to be uttered on her lips. To hear her name called in between staggered breaths. 

Amelia never took herself for the type to stow away in someone’s backseat with her hand in someone’s pants — or out of it, rather — but nothing ever seemed to go as she thought it would when it came to Jaxx. Her every deliberate move became tentative caresses. Her pristine image fell apart at the seams, exposing a girl who merely wanted to be touched. To reach out and touch another. And not even in the back-seat-of-your-truck sort of way, but to touch something tangible. To hold something real. And no one was more real than Jaxx. She didn’t care to put up a facade to placate anyone else; everything you saw with her, you got, and to be here, to touch her, well… for a moment, it felt almost like Amelia was real, too.

Her free hand trailed up Jaxx’s waist, up towards her chest where her thumb traced over her nipple. Continuing its trek up her body, she brushed her fingers over her shoulder before settling at the nape of her neck. Taking after Jaxx, she bit softly down onto her bottom lip, warmth rushing to her center as her pace around her cock continued, brushing against her head with every upward motion. With her other hand, she entangled it into her hair and tugged only enough to tilt her head, allowing Amelia to kiss along the slope of her neck once more, now with a determined fervor. 

Where she could feel her heart race just below the skin, she placed her lips and gently sucked on the sensitive spot. If she could only have her in these stolen moments, then she would be sure to leave a lasting impression. Moving away, she saw she had left a mark and she made no move to hide her smirk, pressing chaste kisses to the corner of Jaxx’s lips.

It was obvious when Amelia grew more confident and Jaxx was definitely reaping the benefits. The quicker movements caused her breath to hitch, her hips arching up ever so slightly into Amelia’s touch. It wasn’t a lie to say she was a stranger to hookups but Jaxx was definitely not used to being the one on the receiving end of this kind of attention and affection that Amelia was showing her.

And if she was being honest Jaxx felt completely out of her element, she could feel her temperature rising, her fingers curling tightly around the fabric of the truck seat, internally telling herself to relax. Everything was fine, she was fine, she didn’t need to feel all dominating and shit, I mean truly she was still getting touched, she was getting a handjob from literally the most beautiful girl she’s ever seen. And yet she was still in her head and feeling the need to take charge of the situation.

As her thoughts started to jumble and her chest started to tighten Jaxx was definitely getting too in her head, but it seemed like within an instant Amelia was able to take all of those thoughts away and bring her back to the present by the touch to her chest, causing her to arch her back ever so slightly, a moan leaving her lips as she groaned into the attention to her lip. Shifting her hand she settled it onto Amelia’s hip, curling her fingers tightly into the girl’s skin as she took in a sharp inhale at the moment her hair was tugged and her skin was exposed to Amelia’s eager lips.

The tightening in her lower abdomen increasing. “Fuck Amelia,” she moaned, her hands gripping the girl’s hip even harder as she could feel the attention Amelia was giving to her neck, the bruise she was eagerly creating. Instantly leaning into the kisses Jaxx was quick to shift her hand to tangle her fingers in Amelia’s hair, crushing their lips together in a heated kiss. “Babe,” she breathed against her lips, feeling that familiar tightening growing tighter and tighter.

“Princess,” she panted, reaching down with her free hand she gripped Amelia’s wrist to pause her movements as Jaxx felt the coil in her stomach tightening until it snapped, a soft moan of Amelia’s name leaving her lips as her body tensed, the high of her orgasm hitting her all at once. Keeping their foreheads pressed together Jaxx panted, her fingers loosening their hold in Amelia’s hair as she lightly brushed her fingers through the girl’s soft locks, tilting her head to catch Amelia’s lips once more in a soft kiss.

“Well fuck,” she finally spoke, with a soft chuckle leaving her lips as she reluctantly pulled away from Amelia, leaning back against the door and panting a little as she glanced down between them. Relieved to see that the evidence of her climax was only staining her own skin and thankfully didn’t end up on Amelia’s bra or on any other part of the pristine girl.