Chapter 5: Better Days

Jett’s P.O.V.

I pull up  in front of her apartment building that she shares with her brother Russell. I have been friends  with Russell since elementary school and always thought Remy was the cutest thing that I have ever seen, but I feel that Carson thought so too. Here I am though protecting her for another man, but I would protect her without anyone telling me to  or paying me to. “So, Russell still working?” “He should be here soon, I think he has a little more than me to do for closing duties.” She said sounding nervous. “You and the boss, huh?” “Well, yeah.” “Why?” “He confessed to me and already started divorce proceedings.” “That is no reason to be with somebody, Rem.” “He is also not like our old boss, this is my choice without being threated that we would lose our jobs if I don’t.” she said looking confused to why I am questioning her.

“I understand he is a decide guy, I just hope you know what you are getting yourself into. He is not only slightly order than you, but he is overly possessive too.” I warned her. “Thanx Jett, for your warning and concern. I will take everything that you have said in consideration of moving forward with Aston.” She said with fake confidence radiating off her. Just as the conversation dies down there is a knock at the door. “I’ll get it.” I say to her knowing that they do not usually receive visitors at this time of night. I walk to the door and turning the doorknob, I open the door and standing there on the other side of the door is none other than our boss Aston. “Hey boss, you know I would get her home safe. No need to check up on me.” I say. “I’m not, I came to see Remy.” He declared with a broad smile on his face.

“Jett who’s at the door?” “Aston!” I opened the door the rest of the way letting him in and as soon as he sees her he goes to her taking Remy into his arms and kissing her gently yet possessively to show me just to whom she belongs. I hate to tell him that the sweet and innocent Remy is not an object. “Well, then I will just leave. Bye Remy have a good night.” I say walking out of the door and looking back at it after closing it and walking away. At least I will see her again tomorrow. Maybe I will come early to pick her up. I think this as I get onto my motorcycle preparing to leave.

Aston’s P.O.V.

“What was he doing here? He was just supposed to drop you off, I can see him walking you to the door to make sure that you make inside ok, but to stay here…” He says trailing off his words. “I think he just wanted to wait until Russ came home.” I say trying to calm him down. “I guess, Russell was still there going over a few things with Jericho and Jess.” He says thinking twice about his complaint. “Enough about Jett. I came to see you not to complain about him.” He says trying to smooth things over. “Want something to drink? We have bottled water, Molson and red wine from the neighborhood vineyard.” I said. “Red wine and bring the bottle and two glasses. We have something to celebrate, don’t we?” “Sure.” I say going into the wine cooler to pull out an unopened bottle of wine and then I grabbed two glasses in the Cubert just above the cooler. I carry them both out and placing them on the table.

“Here you go Aston.” I say a little bit annoyed from being bossed around in my own home. “Good girl.” He says grabbing the bottle of wine and the corkscrew that I brought in. Celebrating must be us just getting together tonight. If I knew he was going to treat me this way I wouldn’t have agreed to being with him. First being jealous of Jett, possessive and now bossy. (What did I get myself into) I thought tis as I heard a key being inserted into the door and the turning of the knob. In walks my brother looking not at all amused by the vision I front of him. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, ASTON?” “Just came to see our girl.” He said nonchalantly. “It’s late don’t you think. You may be our boss and her boyfriend but coming at all hours of the night is not going to happen!” My brother said pissed off.

“Is it really a crime for me to see my girl, with getting off work at the time that we do, I really  don’t see a problem with it.” He said confidentiality. “One drink Aston then leave.” My brother says as he walks out of the room and heading to his room, looking over his shoulder before opening his door to his bedroom and going inside. Once the door is closed behind him Aston speaks. “Well, my love where were we?” “Pouring glasses of wine, making a toast, you downing yours, and you leaving.” I said in an agitated voice with anxiousness attached to it. “As you wish my dear.” He says in a tone that is supposed to mock Russell. I don’t like this situation at all. He hands me a glass and begins to make toast. “To us, may we stay together for the rest of our lives.” He says this as he clicks our glasses together. I down mine in a hurry (that toast sounded  more like a marriage proposal than anything else) I thought to myself as I slam my glass down. Taking the hint, he downs his and stands up to leave.

“I will see you tomorrow.” He says as he pulls me to him in a forceful kiss. Letting me go I walk him to the door. After closing the door behind him, locking it, I made my way to my room to shower and go to bed. (I need to seriously reconsider this relationship, it is becoming unhealthy too quickly.) I think this as I climb into to bed. I wake in the morning to the smell of bacon and sausage with mix voices sounding throughout the apartment. I grab a robe and throwing it on I go to the door opening it and making my way down the hall towards the kitchen where the voices are coming from> “I don’t like how he treats her, Russ.” I stopped dead in my tracks. ‘Jett’ I whispered to myself as I listen in on their conversation. “She can do much better than him, I’m telling you Russ, we are going to have problems if he doesn’t let up on her.”  “With you?” “Or someone else who isn’t as possessive as he is.”

At this point I let my presence be known. “Good morning.” I chimed happily, not wanting them to know that I overheard part of their conversation. “Good morning, sis.” “Good morning, Rem.” I sat down to the table and started to serve myself fried eggs, toast, sausage and bacon onto  a plate.