Protect Me.

Jason McCann: heartless bomber out for revenge. Boelle Stokes: the only daughter of officer Nick Stokes. When their two paths cross, sparks fly and trouble arises.


5. "Welcome to the McCann Clan!"

Bo's P.O.V


I remember him dragging me to his car. Well, actually, it wasn't him dragging me to his car, it more him carrying me to his car. Why did he take me? He was being so nice before, I thought that he might actually be a decent person and let me go. But, nope.


"Bo, dinner's ready," Jason told me, walking into the living room from the kitchen. "It's my homemade Mac n' Cheese!"


My head slowly moved from the TV, where a SpongeBob marathon was running, and looked at Jason. My face wasn't the happiest. "As much as I love Mac n' Cheese, I'd have to pass."


His smile dropped to the floor. "What? Why?"


I sighed, and continued to watch SpongeBob. "You took me."


I felt the couch sink on my right side, indicating that he sat down next to me. He picked up the remote and turned down the TV. "Bo, listen," he sighed. "I honestly don't want to hurt you."


"But you want to hurt my father."


"Well- yes... But, you don't get it-"


"Yes I do, Jason." I cut him off. "You want to hurt my father because he hurt your brother, I know. But it's been years! Why couldn't you just move on?!"


Okay, maybe that wasn't a nice thing to say...


Jason's P.O.V


"Why couldn't I- No! You don't get it, Bo!" I yelled, standing up from the couch.


I don't want to scare her, but she just struck a nerve in me. Nobody talks about my brother. It hurts too much.


"My brother DIED because of your father. He wasn't going to hurt anybody. It wasn't even his fault for that funeral explosion! He didn't want to do it! I told your dad it was him, not me, but that he was forced to do it. I told him not to hurt him. To make sure that he got here safely, that he wasn't hurt. He PROMISED, Bo!" I yelled.


Her face went from confusion to hurt written all over it. I didn't know why, but it did. I couldn't stand to see her like that anymore, and I had a feeling that I was about to break down crying in a second, so I decided to head into the kitchen.


"Fine, don't eat. Do whatever. But you can't leave. The boys will be here soon."


I walked into the kitchen, took a bowl out of the cupboard and scooped some Mac n' Cheese into it. I love cooking, and was hoping that Bo would taste my Mac n' Cheese. It's kind of famous between the gang and I, and it's my best dish... I guess she'll never taste it then.


I sat down at the small dining table and started to eat. I tried so hard not to let a tear slip, but one did. And then another, and another. They wouldn't stop. I miss Alex, he was my only remaining family. He didn't mean to do anything wrong.


The sound of soft footsteps snapped me from my little 'moment'. I didn't dare to lift my head from my food, and I kept eating. The footsteps came closer and closer, until they stopped. She was standing right beside me, her hand softly caressed my free one that was lying on the table.


"Jason," she whispered softly. Just the sound of her voice helped me. "I'm so sorry... I didn't know."


"It's fine," I sniffled. Oh, great, crying in front of the girl that I like, that's totally gonna help me in the long run. "Wasn't your fault, anyways."


"I just missed my family, well, at least the thought of my family. I know what it feels like to lose somebody close to you..." she trailed off.


Finally, I glanced up at her, a tear dripped from her eyelash and onto her cheek. I wiped it off gently with my thumb. "Shhh," soothed her. "You don't have to tell me."


She nodded, then took the spoon out of my bowl, gathered some Mac n' Cheese on it, and placed it in her mouth. Her eyes closed for a moment, and she moaned... Holy crap, she moaned... That's gonna send me crazy if she does it agai- she moaned again. Oh snap...


I glanced down at my buddy, and I mentally told him no, I cant seem like a sleaze with her. I wont. "Mmm, that's really good."


"Well, good. I made it for you." I smiled up at her, and she smiled back. Slowly, we both started to lean in. The more I stared into her eyes, the more I fell... Fell where?


In freaking love... I'm falling in love...


"AYE! MCCANN- Oh... woah." I heard from behind us. We immediately pulled away from each other, and I glared daggers at the boy who stood in the kitchen doorway.


I sighed and glanced at Bo, "Bo, meet Chaz. Chaz, Bo."


Bo's P.O.V


"Hey, Chaz, nice to meet you." I smiled genuinely at him.


The dark haired boy smiled back and said, "You too, Bo."


Jason turn around completely in his seat, this time with a smile on his face. "Aye, Chaz, Bo's gonna be our guest for a while."


"Oh? Really?" he smiled, and grabbed a bowl of Mac n' Cheese. "Why?"


"...Stokes business." Jason quietly said, smiling a little at me.


I nodden my head, and smiled wider. Now that I heard what my dad did to anger Jason, I understand why he'd go after my dad. Believe it or not, but I'm not so fond of my father right now, either. "Yup!" I said, "I'm his daughter."


Chaz spit out the Mac n' Cheese that was in his mouth all over the kitchen floor. "Say what now?!"


"AYE! Jason! Chaz! Woah. W-what happened in here? Ew." a lighter brown haired boy said, entering the kitchen. He was referring to the Mac n' Cheese all over the floor. "Oh, hello, there!"


I smiled at the boy and waved back. "Ryan, Bo. Bo, Ryan." Jason introduced us.


"Pleasure to meet you, Bo." Ryan said, smiling.


"Sh-she's... Nick's daughter." Chaz explained to Ryan.


Ryan immediately stopped walking, and breathing. "Huh?" he asked, staring at me. "But... But... What?"


"Guys, relax. She's with us now," Jason explained, smiling at me.


I grinned at the boys and nodded enthusiastically. "Oh," Ryan smiled, "Welcome to the McCann Clan!"


"McCann Clan?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at Jason.


"It's not called that, he just wants it to be called that... But it wont." he explained.


"Jason! Stop ruining my dreams! Anyways, Welcome to the McCann Clan, Bo!"

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