“Thanks, you’re a real life saver.” Elijah teased back and she smirked. “Don’t know what I’d do without you.” He laughed and she took a long drink from her bottle and a hit off her joint. “I got something stronger, unless you want to settle for that joint.” He said and she smirked and glanced at him, raising a brow as he pulled out a bottle of pills and bag of coke.
Jae grinned. She'd never been able to turn down drugs, simply because they were bad for her. She'd have taken something stronger if she had it, but she'd used up everything she'd had on her crazy weekend.
“Jadi.” He breathed next to her while she was busy doing the coke and she glanced at him because his voice was serious. “You gotta stop taking off.” He said honestly and she sighed and grabbed the pill bottle, dumping a few in her hand, knocking them back with a long drink of vodka before laying back on the sand. “I’m not trying to tell you what to do, because I’m not Jax. You’re going to do what you want regardless, because you’re a Delgado.” He said and she listened, watching the sky. “But, there’s a war coming. The Bloods are looking for any excuse to piss us off, they want our territory.” He sighed. “They won’t hesitate to kill you. I’m just asking you to be careful.”
Jade smirked up at him. She understood his worry. His wife and child had both been killed by Bloods. She doubted that, aside from her father, anyone in her family hated the Bloods more so she sighed and sat up on her elbows. "Alright." She breathed, glancing at him. "I won't run off anymore." She shrugged, and it was extremely unusual for her to listen to anyone, but he was right, he wasn't telling her what to do, and that was really the only way to get her to respond. By not ordering her around and talking to her like an adult that had choices and free will rather than a child who simply had to listen, because, honestly, even though she was young and sometimes made stupid choices, she wasn't a child.
She'd seen and done things most people never even thought about in their life. She'd been kidnapped, raped, had the living shit beaten out of her, watched her brothers murder people, killed and shot people with or without valid reason, done more drugs than most drug dealers, and so on. The list was endless and Jax didn't seem to understand that he couldn't protect her from it, because she was the one who did it to herself. Short of locking her in the basement and having someone bring her food everyday, nothing would make her stop, and Elijah was really the only person who seemed to understand that.
She sighed and glanced at him, leaning over towards him, smirk on her lips. "Thanks for worrying though, princess." She laughed. The drugs were officially setting in, mixed with the vodka, meaning she didn't even realize what she was doing as she leaned in and kissed him. On the lips. Her head was reeling, and it took her a second, but eventually, it clicked, and she pulled away quickly.
"Oh my fucking god." She breathed, shaking her head, realizing that she'd just kissed her brother on the lips. "Holy shit, forget I just did that, I didn't... I'm super high." She rambled, trying to explain herself, even if there was no explanation for the fucked up fact that she'd liked it and wanted more.
“Just give it up Ben.” Harley breathed and he sighed, running his fingers through his hair and looking away because it was hard to hear that, even if it was what he had to do. “You're right okay, you can’t change your bloodline anymore then I can change mine.” She said and he knew she was right. “So it would be easier for both of us…if you left now and we pretend this never happened.” She said.
“You gotta go, before my brother’s or Tommy show up.” She sighed and he winced when she said Tommy's name, glancing at her, catching the ring on her finger for the first time. At first, he'd thought she might still be wearing the one he'd given her, but now he realized it was a different one entirely and he had to admit, it hurt. “I’ve got to clean up your mess, like always.” She whispered.
Ben sighed, running his fingers through his hair. She was right. She always was. She was thinking logically, doing the thing that would keep both of them alive.
But Ben didn't want logic. He wanted her. He'd wanted her for three years. "I'll leave." He finally breathed, holding her eyes. "But I want you to come with me." He said. He wasn't talking about running away together or anything like that, because he'd already made it clear he couldn't do that, but the two of them could disappear. Just for one day. "We don't have to get back together if you don't want to, but give me one day." He breathed, taking a step towards her. "If, at the end of the day, you still want me, we can hide it. I've been hiding for three years, it's really not all that hard." He sighed, holding her eyes. "If not, I'll let you go and I'll never contact you again if that's what you want." He said with a shrug.