Chapter One-Hundred Seven: Seashell Cove Part Two

Chapter 107

Seashell Cove Part Two

That night, everyone was in their bedrooms, sleeping. Tristan and Deimos were in bed in a room with a vaulted ceiling, a fireplace, a log-framed bed, and a large window with a view of the forest. Tristan wore silver silk pajamas, and Deimos wore red plaid pajamas. Deimos was spooning Deimos from behind, sleeping while Tristan remained awake, trying to sleep.

~

Jaxon and Celeste were in their bedroom. Celeste was sleeping on her back, spread out like a cat. She wore a black tank top and black panties. Jaxon wore his black boxer briefs. He was still awake, thinking of everything that went down today. How dare that asshole hit on MY green queen and hit his woman, he thought with a huff.

~

Chelsea was in bed with Josh. Josh was spread out on his back, naked and snoring loudly. Chelsea wore a light purple silk nightgown with lace trim. She turned to Josh, who was snoring loudly, and gazed up at the ceiling. She then thought of Jaxon and smiled. She loved his good looks, sexy body, his dark eyes, how he dressed, and his cologne. His girlfriend is so lucky, but a girl can dream, right? she thought.

She slid her hand down into her panties and inserted two fingers in, thinking of Jaxon pleasuring her, thrusting her, moaning into her ear. She arched her back as she massaged herself and cupped her breast. She felt her nerves tighten all over, feeling herself ache. She threw her head back, getting her panties wetter.

She lay back panting. She rose to use the bathroom to clean herself up.

~

When Chelsea stepped out, she flopped in bed and turned her back to Josh. Josh moaned Celeste’s name. Chelsea heard a man coughing downstairs. It didn’t sound like anyone she knew. She slowly rose from bed and crept out.

She went to Jaxon and Celeste’s bedroom and slowly opened the door.

Chelsea: “Jaxon?”

She whispered. Jaxon sat up and turned to her.

Jaxon: “What's up?”

He asked.

Chelsea: “There’s someone in the house! I heard coughing, and it sounded like a man I don’t know!”

She whispered with fear. Jaxon rose from the bed. She reddened seeing his form in his boxer briefs.

Jaxon: “Fuck!”

He slipped on his dragon robe and investigated with her.

They left his room, and she followed behind him as they slowly went downstairs. There was silence. She stayed close to him. She and Jaxon peered into the kitchen. There was no one. They heard a man cough and something bang. Chelsea screamed and clung to Jaxon’s chest.

Jaxon: “SHOW YOURSELF, ICHIRO!”

He commanded the figure. Chelsea looked up at him. Ichiro? She wondered.

A man in his late thirties or early forties stepped out. He had a folded newspaper hat on his head and wore his long, gold hair back in a ponytail. He had a beard and aviator glasses hung over his pointy nose. He wore a yellow shirt and cargo shorts. He held a container of ice cream that he ate from. Jaxon’s eyebrows rose, surprised to see a man he'd never seen before and not who he expected.

Jaxon: “Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in here?!”

He snapped.

Man: “I’m Gary Brown. I’m a neighbor and I came to get some ice cream and shit in the toilet. They shut off my water ‘cause I didn’t pay the bill. Might wanna flush the toilet down here.”

He drawled.

Gary: “I took a big shit.”

He added. Jaxon groused.

Jaxon: “Flush it yourself and get out!”

He huffed. Gary nodded.

Gary: “I’m gonna take this ice cream.”

He said as he left.

Chelsea realized she was clinging to Jaxon’s chest and reddened.

Chelsea: “Th-thank you, Jaxon…”

She stammered.

Jaxon: “No problem! He’s gone now!”

He smiled at her.

Josh came downstairs fully naked and glared at them.

Josh: “What the fuck is this?!”

He snapped.

Jaxon: “Some weirdo named Gary broke in.”

He explained with annoyance at his being naked.

Josh: “No, Ching-Chong! I don’t give a shit about that asshole! She’s clinging to YOU!”

He bellowed.

Jaxon: “Yeah, probably because she’s scared and YOU aren’t here doing your duty as a boyfriend, idiot!”

He countered.

Josh: “I got a fuckin’ hangover! Ever have those or are you like that idiot, Arnie?!”

He barked back. Chelsea clung to Jaxon’s chest when he barked.

Jaxon: “Yes, idiot, but I still went after my Green Queen and protected her even when I was hungover! Stop making excuses; you just don’t give a shit.”

He scoffed at him.

Josh: “I get worse hangovers than you superheroes! I know about your little powers and especially Frosty the Snowbitch!”

He stomped his foot and rasped. Jaxons’ eyes widened.

Jaxon: “...What? What do you know?”

He glared at him.

Josh: “You hang out with Tristan, so you’re like him! Duh!”

He snapped.

Jaxon: “You’re not just an NPC, are you? So who the fuck are you?”

He glared at him.

Josh: “Whatever, Ching-Chong! I gotta hangover! You can use your ice powers or whatever!”

He huffed and marched upstairs.

Jaxon glared at him as he left.

Jaxon: “Fuck that guy!”

He huffed. Chelsea bowed her head.

Chelsea: “Thanks, Jaxon. I-I’m sorry…”

She murmured.

Jaxon: “Why are you sorry for?”

He asked.

Chelsea: “I don’t know. I just say I’m sorry a lot. Habit.”

She laughed bitterly and gazed into his almond brown eyes.

Jaxon: “Yeah, well, you’re not the one who should be sorry.”

He glared at Josh’s bedroom.

Chelsea lowered her head.

Chelsea: “Who is Ichiro?”

She finally asked. Jaxon frowned.

Jaxon: “Oh… That’s my evil brother.”

He explained. She nodded.

Chelsea: “Would he come here?”

She asked him. Jaxon’s heart sank, and he felt a sense of dread at the pit of his stomach.

Jaxon: “...No.”

He wished he could believe that.

Jaxon: “I should get back to bed.”

He nodded to her and made his way up the stairs.

Chelsea: “Have a good night, Jaxon…”

She said tenderly as she watched him head to his bedroom.

Jaxon: “You too.”

He smiled at her and closed the door. When he closed the door, he dropped his smile.

~

That morning, after having showered, Tristan was out on the back balcony having a cigarette and a cup of tea. He wore a blue polo shirt, white shorts, and rested his bare feet on the railing as he read. Chelsea came out wearing a light purple button-up shirt, a purple plaid micro mini skirt, and Mary Jane heels.

Chelsea: “Morning, Tristan!”

She chirped. Tristan nodded to her and flicked his gaze at her.

Tristan: “You look nice today, Chelsea.”

He smiled at her.

Chelsea: “Do you think so?”

She spun around.

Tristan: “Why is that?”

Chelsea: “I don’t know.”

She twirled her hair on her finger. She thought of Jaxon sliding his hand up her skirt and massaging her. She blushed at the thought.

Tristan: “It’s not for Josh, I know that.”

She froze.

Tristan: “Why do you stay with him, Chelsea? I’ve known you for years. You never seemed happy with him, and this is the happiest you’ve been.”

She bowed her head and sighed. She sat next to him.

Chelsea: “At first, it was because he was my first… and he’s familiar. I was scared to venture out and find someone new, in case they were worse.”

She stared at her hands on her lap. Tristan raised an eyebrow.

Tristan: “You crush on Jaxon, don’t you?”

Butterflies formed in the pit of her stomach. She reddened all over. Tristan smiled a bit.

Chelsea: “Don’t get the wrong idea! I don’t want to break him and his girlfriend up! I don’t want to be like… Ivy…”

She drew a long breath. Tristan looked away when she mentioned Ivy.

Chelsea: “What happened with you and Ivy?”

Tristan blew air through his parted lips.

Tristan: “I crushed on Ivy until I got to know her. Then I didn’t. You can’t make Ivy happy. No one can.”

He tilted his head.

Tristan: “Dougal has been released from prison.”

Chelsea cupped her mouth.

Chelsea: “Really?”

Tristan shut his book and nodded soberly.

Tristan: “Unfortunately, yes.”

Cheslea: “Oh God, I’m sorry, Tristan.”

She patted his shoulder. He smiled at her.

Tristan: “In any case, Dougal had his Darashinai attack friends of mine at Danny Donger’s. I was frantic… You know what he tried to do to me.”

He said with pain. Chelsea looked down at her lap.

Chelsea: “Yeah…”

Tristan: “Ivy snapped at me the next day for missing a lunch date. I had a lot on my mind. Her lunch date was the last thing on my mind, and she didn’t understand it. Anyway, that’s why she’s not here.”

Chelsea put her hands on his.

Chelsea: “I’m sorry, Tristan.”

Tristan: “Thank you, Chelsea.”

He smiled at her.

Deimos stepped out dressed in a Possessed Pestilence t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up, torn jeans, and cowboy boots. He had a cup of hazelnut roast coffee in his hands.

Deimos: “Morning.”

He drawled, and he and Tristan kissed. He sat by Tristan and put his arm over him as Tristan nestled into Deimos.

Chelsea: “Morning, Deimos. Did you sleep well?”

Deimos: “Yes, I did. So, Chels, why do you say with Josh?”

Chelsea laughed bitterly. She was being asked this by several people now.

Chelsea: “He was my first… and he’s there. He’s familiar.”

She shrugged.

Deimos: “I won’t count Arnold grooming me, but I guess you could say Ivy was my first relationship. We never had sex, but… I was miserable with her and stayed. I get that. You invest a lot of time into something and don’t want it to be for nothing, but I learned from this that it’s better to let go than to hang onto something that isn’t working.”

He explained and gulped his coffee. Chelsea embraced herself.

Deimos: “I wish I had left Ivy sooner.”

He huffed.

Deimos: “I can’t make you do something you don’t want to do, but who is this relationship benefiting? Josh is hitting on other women, and you’re not happy. Put the dog to sleep.”

He added. Tristan nodded in agreement.

Tristan: “It would benefit you if you ended it. You deserve better. Sometimes it’s better to let people go and not fight for closure, and not chase answers. Hanging onto this is weighing you down. You’re not the same person you were seven years ago. It’s time to flourish.”

He said tenderly. Chelsea smiled at the two.

Jaxon stepped out onto the balcony. He wore a monochrome graphic all-over print button-up shirt with the buttons undone to expose his dragon chest tattoo, tight black leather pants, and Chelsea boots. He leaned against the railing. He whipped out his lighter with his pack of cigarettes, took one out, and lit it up. He turned around, rested his back against the railing, and inhaled a long drag.

Jaxon: “Hey, what’s up?”

He greeted them. Chelsea blushed and gazed at him.

Tristan: “Not too much, Jaxon. I slept terribly. How about you?”

He asked him.

Jaxon: “Yeah, me too.”

His voice trailed off.

Tristan scrutinized him.

Tristan: “Is everything okay, Jaxon?”

Jaxon: “Some fucking weirdo broke in last night.”

He twisted his mouth.

Jaxon: “Some random guy named Gary!”

He added. Tristan raised an eyebrow.

Chelsea: “He’s a neighbor. That’s what he told us, but I never met him.”

Deimos: “Did you take care of him?”

He asked Jaxon.

Jaxon: “Didn’t have to. He just fucked off when I told him to.”

He explained.

Chelsea: “He came down with me when I heard him.”

She bit her bottom lip.

Jaxon: “Yeah, someone had to.”

He frowned, thinking of Josh.

Chelsea looked away when he mentioned Josh. She then looked back at Jaxon, Tristan, and Deimos.

Chelsea: “So we’re going to spend the day at the beach!”

She chirped.

Tristan: “Get the sunscreen. I don’t want to get a sunburn!”

He waved his hand.

Deimos: “I’d be delighted to put it on you…”

He kissed his hand.

Jaxon: “Ooh, I can’t wait!”

He grinned, licking his lips at the thought of Celeste in her bikini.

~

Jaxon, Celeste, Tristan, and Deimos were all on the beach. Tristan wore beige shorts, a black Hawaiian shirt left open, and a sunhat. He was sitting on a beach with an umbrella over his head, reading a book. Deimos wore blue and black ombre swimming trunks and was slathering sunblock lotion on Tristan. Celeste wore a white leopard print bikini and was relaxing on a beach towel next to Jaxon, who wore a red and black Speedo. He was lying back with his Ray-Bans on.

Celeste sat up and faced Jaxon with a grin.

Celeste: “Sometime… we need to check out that swimming hole alone… or go skinny dipping at night.”

She purred. Jaxon quivered with arousal, grinning at her.

Jaxon: “Oh, babe, you’re speaking my language.”

He winked at her and smacked her ass. She let out a moan and shook her big boobs in that small bikini. Jaxon grinned widely at her.

Jaxon: “Soooo hot!”

He purred. Celeste bit her bottom lip and slipped her nipple out. Jaxon licked his lips at the sight of her nipple and poked it. Her nipple stiffened when he poked it. She leaned closer to him. Jaxon kissed her as she leaned closer to him. She kissed him back and pressed her boobs against his face. Jaxon rubbed his face against her boobs and kissed them. Celeste let out a peal of giggles as he kissed her boobs.

They heard someone coming. Celeste put her boob back in and the four saw Chelsea coming wearing a one-piece purple swimsuit with criss-cross straps with Jesse.

Jaxon: “To be continued later, babe.”

He said to Celeste, kissing her. Celeste kissed him back.

Chelsea gasped and reddened seeing Jaxon in his Speedo.

Chelsea: “H-Hey, Jaxon!”

She bit her bottom lip.

Jaxon: “Hey, Chelsea!”

He greeted her with a smile, relieved to see Josh wasn’t with her.

Jesse: “Hey, Celeste, wanna help me make a sandcastle with a moat?”

Celeste: “Yeah! I’d love that!”

She scrambled to her feet and went to make a sandcastle.

Chelsea sat with Jaxon.

Chelsea: “It’s a nice day today. Josh is going to be in his room with a hangover.”

She said to him. Jaxon sighed with relief. She looked out at the ocean to see Arnie walking up to Deimos. Arnie wore a one-piece skintight swimsuit.

Chelsea: “Josh was… moaning Celeste’s name last night.”

She said uncomfortably. Jaxon furrowed his eyebrows.

Jaxon: “What?!”

He hissed. Chelsea looked away.

Chelsea: “Before Gary broke in, he moaned her name… and did it all night after you got rid of Gary.”

She explained and sighed. Jaxon flared up and fumed.

Jaxon: “Drop that asshole!”

He huffed.

Jaxon: “She’s MY Green Queen, and you should be with someone who calls your name!”

He huffed. Chelsea blushed and thought of how Jaxon would moan her name. She also loved how masculine and protective he was.

Chelsea: “I noticed you’re very protective.”

She bit her bottom lip.

Jaxon: “Oh, yeah, Celeste is stronger than me, but I can’t help but be protective of her!”

He smiled over at Celeste, building a sand castle with Jesse.

Chelsea: “There is nothing wrong with that! I admire that trait.”

She said softly. Jaxon smiled.

Jaxon: “Your boyfriend should have that trait!”

He stated.

Jaxon: “If he’s not going to step up, don’t worry, come find any of us and we’ll look out for you!”

He offered. Her heart skipped a beat.

Chelsea: “O-Of course, Jaxon! You did help me last night. Thank you.”

She bit her bottom lip.

Jaxon: “Anytime!”

He smiled.

Arnie bent over to Deimos.

Arnie: “Can you kick my ass?”

Deimos glowered at him.

Tristan: “Deimos, don’t! That’s what he wants.”

He sighed. Deimos grabbed Arnie and kicked him right into the sand.

Deimos: “GET FUCKED, PERVERT!”

He snapped. Arnie lifted his head from the sand and spat it out.

Josh trotted down the beach in his swimtrunks and zipped up to Celeste.

Josh: “Hey, babe! Why don’t you ditch making a sandcastle and come ride on the speedboat with The Josh?”

He pointed to himself with his thumb.

Josh: “My speedboat is named ‘The Josh’!”

Celeste: “No.”

She said flatly and continued making the sandcastle. Josh’s jaw dropped.

Josh: “Come on, babe! Don’t play hard to get! What girl would reject The Josh?!”

He pointed to himself with his thumb.

Celeste: “Me.”

She said evenly.

Josh knelt and wrapped his arms around Celeste. Celeste snarled and elbowed him in the stomach. Josh had the wind knocked out of him. He released her and staggered back, grunting.

Suddenly, a fist was delivered to his jaw, knocking him down. He looked up and saw Jaxon glaring at him.

Jaxon: “Stay AWAY from my Green Queen, asshole!”

He snapped at him. Josh glared at Jaxon.

Josh: “No girl turns The Josh down like that!”

He rasped. Jaxon rolled his eyes.

Jaxon: “Yeah, they do. All the time, I bet.”

He huffed. Josh’s face flickered with rage.

Arnie: “Aren’t you sick with a hangover?”

Josh: “I’m not sick enough for HER! I will get her! No girl turns The Josh down like that!”

He snapped and stormed off. Chelsea stared at Jaxon with love in her eyes. She clasped her hands to her chest. Jaxon glared at him.

Jaxon: “No, he won’t.”

He huffed, draping his arm around Celeste. Celeste grinned up at him and placed her hand on his chest.

~

That evening, Celeste, Jaxon, Deimos, and Tristan were back in their regular clothes. Jaxon leaned against a tree, smoking. Celeste was carrying boxes of wood over her head.

Joe: “The strength of that girl! It’s amazing!”

He nodded and inhaled a drag from his cigar. Jaxon eyed Celeste, mesmerised by her, watching her ass and boobs.

Chelsea approached Jaxon, pressing her fingers together.

Chelsea: “Jaxon?”

Jaxon: “Yo?”

He smiled.

Chelsea: “Want to come with me in the woods to get some firewood?”

She asked and bit her bottom lip.

Jaxon: “Yeah, sure!”

He nodded, putting his cigarette out on his boot. She blushed, finding his mannerisms so sexy. Jaxon led the way and led them into the woods, scanning the tall pine trees for branches.

Chelsea: “Jaxon?”

She asked.

Jaxon: “Yes?”

He asked, bending down to pick up a large stick. She checked out his ass and smirked.

Chelsea: “Would you and Deimos ever play your music around the bonfire?”

She asked eagerly. Jaxon paused, thinking back to the last time they played music around a bonfire.

Jaxon: “Of course!”

He forced a smile.

Chelsea could see his smile wasn’t sincere.

Chelsea: “If you’re not comfortable because of Josh, I understand. I just… wanted to hear you play. It doesn’t have to be at a bonfire.”

She swayed around.

Jaxon: “Oh? I don’t give a fuck about that guy!”

He laughed.

Jaxon: “Don’t worry, we’ll play!”

He smiled at her. She clasped her hands and smiled.

Chelsea: “Oh, good! I want to hear you play! Do you sing in English or Japanese or both?”

She asked him, peering into his face. Jaxon turned to her.

Jaxon: “Huh, no one’s asked me that before? Nah, I sing in English. I don’t speak Japanese much.”

He explained.

Chelsea: “Why don’t you speak Japanese much?”

She asked him.

Jaxon: “I don’t need to.”

He laughed and shrugged. She smiled a bit.

Chelsea: “I guess so if you’re estranged from your family and all your friends are living here.”

Jaxon paused. How did she know that? He wondered.

Jaxon: “Yeah…”

He didn’t want to elaborate on the first part.

She checked him out and admired his good looks. She noticed something under her shoe. It was a cigarillo butt.

Chelsea: “Do Tristan and Deimos smoke cigarillos now?”

She asked him. Jaxon quirked an eyebrow at her.

Jaxon: “No?”

He looked where she was looking and saw the butt.

Jaxon: “Maybe that asshole smokes them?”

He shrugged.

Chelsea: “No, Josh smokes cigars like his father.”

She said tersely. Jaxon scoffed and laughed.

Jaxon: “What a douche.”

He laughed.

Jaxon: “Maybe he’s too much of a pussy to smoke a cigar, so he settles for the small ones?”

He offered and shrugged. Chelsea let out a peal of giggles.

Chelsea: “Maybe…”

She wagged her head.

Chelsea: “You’re so funny, Jaxon!”

Jaxon smiled at her.

Jaxon: “I know and I speak the truth. Josh is a pussy.”

He laughed.

Chelsea: “He’s afraid of you.”

She whispered and smiled. Jaxon laughed.

Jaxon: “He should be.”

Jaxon heard Josh hitting on Celeste near the river. He heard him say, “You can lick this cream off my dream dick, baby.” Jaxon furrowed his eyebrows.

Jaxon: “Excuse me.”

He huffed, marching over toward them. Chelsea followed him and stood close by. Celeste knelt over the river with a basket of fish she caught with her bare hands. Josh had whipped cream sprayed on his dick.

Jaxon: “How about I make you scream instead?”

He snapped at Josh, curling his fists.

Josh: “Get the fuck out of here, Chinese boy! I’m busy trying to land this babe!”

He rasped back.

Celeste: “I don’t want you. What part of that are you not getting?”

She asked nonchalantly and plunged her hands in the water at lightning speed, pulling a fish out and tossing it in the basket. Jaxon was impressed.

Jaxon: “Nice fishing, babe!”

He grinned at her. He turned back to Josh.

Jaxon: “You heard her. Fuck off!”

He snapped at Josh.

Josh: “No, YOU fuck off!”

He pushed him. Jaxon’s ire soared, and he pushed him back, slamming his head into the water.

Jaxon: “No, YOU fuck off!”

He snapped at him. Josh gasped for air when he lifted his head. Chelsea blushed and grinned.

Celeste smiled at Jaxon and kissed him. Jaxon kissed her back.

Celeste: “Thanks, handsome.”

She lifted the basket of fish.

Celeste: “Joe wanted fish and I delivered.”

Jaxon smiled at her.

Jaxon: “That you did!”

Celeste: “Do you like fish?”

She asked Jaxon.

Jaxon: “Of course, especially your fish!”

He grinned, picking one of them up.

Celeste: “Good, I’m more of a chicken cat than a fish cat, but whatever.”

She smirked.

Jaxon: “You’re one hell of a sexy cat!”

He purred. She grinned at him.

~

That night, Jaxon was out on the balcony smoking. Celeste fell fast asleep after eating a big meal. Deimos was downstairs with Betsy and Jesse, watching a movie. Tristan was on the balcony reading a book. Someone came out to Jaxon on the balcony. It was Joe. He took a swing of bourbon and inhaled a drag of his cigar.

Joe: “Hey, kid! Nice night out, isn’t it?”

He looked out at the starry sky with Jaxon.

Jaxon: “It sure is.”

He nodded.

Joe rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably.

Joe: “I… have a favor to ask you.”

He said with strain. Jaxon turned to him.

Jaxon: “...Sure? What is it?”

Joe: “Josh and Chelsea fought. She ran off into the woods. Josh went out in his car, but could you look for Chelsea?”

He asked him. Jaxon drew a breath. What did that asshole do now? He wondered.

Jaxon: “Of course, I’ll go look for her!”

He nodded and took off. Tristan watched him go and raised an eyebrow.

~

Jaxon wandered into the dark forest looking for Chelsea.

Jaxon: “CHELSEA!”

He called out for her, surrounded by dark and towering trees. He couldn’t hear anything but crickets chirping, the sound of water from the swimming hole, and owls hooting. He continued his venture into the woods, looking around for her.

He came across the swimming hole and saw her kneeling by the shore.

Jaxon: “Chelsea?!”

He called out to her and approached her. Chelsea was putting water on her face. She jolted when she heard Jaxon.

Chelsea: “Jaxon?!”

She rose to face him. She had a black, swollen eye and blood from her mouth. She wiped her tears away. Jaxon froze when he saw her injuries.

Jaxon: “...What happened?!”

He gritted his teeth. Chelsea embraced herself and cried.

Chelsea: “He was angry that Celeste wouldn’t have sex with him, and then he was angry I was with you, and he did this to me!”

She sobbed into her hands. Jaxon fumed and clenched his fists.

Jaxon: “THAT MOTHERFUCKER!”

He rasped.

Jaxon: “SHE’S MY GREEN QUEEN AND HE SHOULDN'T BE HITTING YOU!”

He snapped.

Jaxon: “I'll deal with him! Someone needs to teach him a lesson!”

He assured her. He then knelt to her.

Jaxon: “Close your eyes.”

He asked her. Chelsea gasped. Is he… going to kiss me at this time?! She thought. She closed her eyes. Would his girlfriend mind? Does he want me? She wondered. So many thoughts raced through her mind. He gazed at her, and a red glow surrounded her as her wounds started to heal and the pain left her body.

Jaxon: “Okay, let's head back.”

He said to her. Chelsea blinked and rose with him.

Chelsea: “Oh, what did you do, Jaxon? I thought… You were going to do something else.”

She laughed a bit and brushed her hair behind her ear. She felt her eye, and the swelling was gone.

Chelsea: “The injuries are gone!”

She gasped and cupped her mouth.

Jaxon: “Oh, really?”

He laughed and shifted his eyes.

Chelsea: “Thanks, Jaxon.”

She said softly.

Jaxon: “No problem. I'll handle Josh.”

He assured her.

Chelsea: “Thank you, Jaxon!”

She smiled at him and almost reached for his hand, but pulled back.

~

Jaxon and Chelsea arrived back at the lodge. Josh’s Lambo was in the driveway, and he was by the bonfire with another woman and Arnie. The woman had big blonde hair and wore a bustier, daisy dukes, and heels. Josh had his arm over her.

Josh: “Where the fuck is Celeste? She has to see me with, uh, what’s your name again, beautiful?”

He turned to her.

Woman: “Britney.”

Josh: “Yeah, Britney.”

Jaxon glared at Josh and stormed up to him, pushing him to the ground with a hard thud. Josh crashed into the sand and spat it out.

Josh: “THE FUCK?!”

Jaxon: “YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!”

He snapped, grabbed his head, and started punching him. Josh cried out with each blow.

Jaxon: “You creeping on my Green Queen and hitting your girl?! I'll hit you!”

He snapped, punching him in the nose. Josh caterwauled as Jaxon punched him hard in the nose, drawing blood.

Arnie: “This would be so hot if it were Deimos hitting me like that.”

He drawled.

Chelsea watched with awe and admiration. Jaxon kept punching him, losing control as he beat him to a bloody pulp.

Jaxon: “FUCK YOU!”

He panted. Josh grunted with each blow and spat out blood.

Tristan and Deimos came out to see the commotion. Celeste followed, wearing her silk kitty robe.

Celeste: “The fuck is going on?”

Tristan: “Jaxon, what happened?”

He asked him.

Arnie: “Deimos, can you kick my ass like that?”

He pointed to a bloody, battered Josh. Deimos glared at him and punched him out. He turned to Jaxon.

Deimos: “Yeah, what IS going on? I’d like to know what he did now.”

Jaxon panted and drew away from Josh.

Jaxon: “He beat his woman because my woman refused him!”

He huffed. Celeste looked down at a bloody, battered Josh. She knelt and poked him with a stick. He whined with each poke. A bubble of blood came out of his lips.

Tristan: “Well, Josh, you were asking for it.”

He sneered at him.

Tristan: “Are you okay, Chelsea?”

Chelsea nodded. Tristan noted her wounds were gone, so Jaxon healed her.

Chelsea: “Y-Yes, I am fine now!”

She stammered and bit her lip, gazing at Jaxon with admiration.

Jaxon: “Stay away from my Green Queen and stay away from Chelsea.”

He spat on Josh. Josh coughed up blood and wheezed, passing out.

Chelsea: “Th-Thank you, Jaxon…”

She bit her bottom lip.

Jaxon: “No prob. Fuck that guy.”

He smiled. She smiled at him with awe in her eyes.