Young Forever [REWRITING]

Jason McCann,
Everyone observed him as a fierce, cold-blooded criminal.
I'm not exactly like 'Everyone'.
I was told to stay away.
Did I listen? No.
I enjoy discovering the damaged ones,
the ones that need the most healing in their lives.
It's a challenge,
but I was eager to take that challenge no matter what.
Who would ever thought he would actually let me inside his isolated world and his complications.
I could've cared less if 'everyone' thought I was senseless to give in to him.
We were free, a breakaway from all the difficulties, anxiety, and people in our lives.
Did I care that he was on the run from the forces? No.
I was willing to be on the run beside him.
I wasn't just his partner in crime,
I was his girlfriend.
I was His,
something I desired to be from the first time my eyes came across his.
We were convicts together, remaining .


14. 14 | "Distraction"


January 7th, 2011

"Did you guys get any more information on Grace and who she's associated with?" Jason asked, glancing around at all the guys.

Alex cut his eyes from his laptop.

"Well, I know for a fact that she is a part of the gang. In their records, she's listed as a gang member that was added in October of 2009." Alex announced.

Jason leaned back, sighed loudly. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.

"I need a cigarette." He muttered, jumping up from the seat beside me.

He rushed out the room, slamming the front door behind him.

My phone abruptly started ringing in my pocket. All the guy’s heads snapped my way. I cleared my throat, rising from my seat.

"Excuse me, everyone." I apologized, pulling out my cellphone and declining the call.

The guys continued doing more team investigation on Grace and the Demon Knives while I departed the room.

I walked upstairs, rushing down the hallway to Jason and I's room. Locking the door behind me, I texted Vanessa.

"You better stop calling me. I had just enough of you and the girls two days ago. Leave me alone." I snapped, pressing send afterwards.

My phone buzzed a second later.

"I love how you push away the ones that are trying to save you from danger, but you stay close to the ones that are the most dangerous. I guess my words went in one ear and went out the other. Go on and fall right down with him."

I rolled my eyes and locked my phone back up.

Realizing something I forgot about made me unlock it again. I scrolled down in my messages, seeing a text message from my mother from two days ago.

I furrowed my eyebrows together, clicking it open.

"Hey sweetheart, I won't waste much of your time on your special day, but happy birthday. Me and your father hope you have a blessed day. We won't pressure you on returning because of your wishes through your letter. I just wanted to make it clear that you're always welcomed back and that we miss you dearly. We love you."

Tears swelled up in my eyes after I finished reading it over a few more times. I sniffed, rubbing my eyes with one fist while locking my phone back up and shoving it into my pocket.  

A timer started sounding off in the drawer beside Jason's side of the bed. I walked over, yanking the drawer open. Prescription pills were scattered inside the drawer. 

I picked up the timer, clicking it off. 

Deciding to mind my own business, I closed the drawer back up. 

My adrenaline sped up as the door knob started wiggling. I quickly hopped on the bed, rolling over to my side and laying back. 

The door swung open, revealing Jason in the doorway. 

"Are you alright?" I asked, sitting up and scooting back against the pillow. 

Jason nodded quickly, chewing on his bottom lip. His eyes fell to the floor, refusing to look back up. 

I hopped off the bed, pacing over to him. I rubbed my hand lightly on his arm. I brought him into my comforting embrace. 

"Are you sure?" I mumbled, rubbing his back. 

He stuffed his face into the crook of my neck. He nodded slowly and sighed. His arms secured my waist a little tighter. My hand slid up to his face. He pulled out of my embrace. 

"Let's go somewhere. Get some fresh air. Okay?" I suggested, lightly rubbing his cheek with my thumb. 

He nodded, turning on his heel, squeezing my hand in his. 

• • •

“Don’t walk slow or I’ll have to carry you.” Jason informed, struggling to step through the sand.

That’s not much of a punishment.

I laughed, “Alright.”

My chest puffed out. I breathed in the smell of a sea-salt ocean.

Jason finally decided on the right spot. He tossed down a blanket for us to rest on. He sat down first, patting the seat beside him while glancing back at me.

I plopped down beside him, laying my head on his shoulder.

I stared out into the unbelievable gorgeous sunset in front of us. The waves crashed against the shore before running back into the sea. Clouds formed around the sun, brightening the sky with a beautiful violet mixed with light pink and orange.

“This made moving to Miami worth it.” Jason whispered, laying his head ontop of mine.

“Glad I refused to miss out on this.” I responded, sliding my hand into his.

He happily intertwined them, keeping a firm secure grip on mine.

“You know,” He said, “I have to thank you, Jade.”

I furrowed my eyebrows, “What exactly for?”

He shrugged, “My life has been pretty insane so far, if you haven’t noticed yet.”

“But… when you walked in with your calm attitude and great connection to my opinions, it gave me a safe feeling. It transformed me into having such a peaceful mood about things. I might despise the word forever, but you give me a forever more than anyone else ever had.”

My thumb rubbed over top of his hand.

Vanessa has Jason created in her mind like a reckless and ignorant jerk that goes around not giving a crap about anyone. Jason might not always enjoy living with eight other guys in one house, but he looks out for them all like they’re real family.

It’s crazy how people can have such an awful misconception of someone.

“I love you.” I muttered, squeezing his hand as comfort.

“I don’t think I’d ever stop loving someone like you.” He confessed, chuckling.

Jason pulled his phone out with his left hand, unlocking it. I watched as he went to his music library on his cellphone, clicking on a song that was called ‘Back at One’. 

The beautiful harmony of a piano set in. The sound of waves crashing wasn’t no longer memorized to my ear-drums.

The volumes grew and slowed down before the singer began the first set of lyrics.

Jason began humming lightly as the singer sang, It's undeniable... that we should be together… It's unbelievable how I used to say that I'd fall never. The basis is need to know, if you don't know just how I feel, then let me show you now that I'm for real...
If all things in time, time will reveal…”

“One… you’re like a dream come true… Two… just wanna be with you… Three… girl, it’s plain to see that you’re the only one for me… And four… repeat steps one through three… Five… make you fall in love with me… If I ever believe my work is done, then I’ll start back at one.” Jason whispered above me, lightly rocking back and forth.

“Who is this?” I asked while he continued to let the music play.

“Brian McKnight.” He answered, kissing my forehead.

The song played on until the end. I couldn’t help, but feel flushed inside by the words of the song. Figuring it was a dedication to me, I enjoyed it a lot.

Watch it be stuck in my head for days.


I gripped onto the wheel as I watched Jade poke her head out the window to breath in the outside air. She sniffed in and groaned while I drove past McDonald’s.

Laughing, I said, “Dang. Are you hungry, babe?”

She spun her head my way, looking surprised that I even heard her.

“Uh, sure.” She said as I stopped at the red light.

I don’t know if it was just the red light, but it appeared to make her face look bright and blushed in embarrassment.

“Where exactly do you want to go?” I asked as the light turned green.

Her eyes were stuck on the Taco Bell up the road.

“I guess Taco Bell it is.” I suggested, chuckling and turning into the parking lot.

“Oh, sorry.” She muttered, coming back to reality.

• • •

I huffed as I stared down at the recent text message from Luke. Jade was devouring her last taco out of the six she ate. I didn’t even think she had that kind of apatite.

“We got to stop by the store. Those idiots ate up the last bit of the food.” I informed to her, annoyed that the food disappeared that quick.

“Okay.” She concluded, wiping her mouth with a napkin.

I pulled out of the parking spot, departing the Taco Bell lot. Turning left, I drove down the road to find a Walmart not too far away.

Once parked in the Walmart parking lot, Jade and I walked in. Jade pulled out a cart, hopping inside of it.

“Can I get in the cart, mommy?” I pleaded, staring up at my mother, who was skimming over her shopping list.

“Of course, sweetheart. Come here.” She cooed, picking me up and placing me inside the front of the cart.

I laid my hand on top of hers while she pushed the cart into the store.

A look of disbelief was spread across my face by this time. She glanced back at me, giggling. I cleared my throat.

I shrugged and leaned against the cart, pushing it inside the store. We received a few oddly stares from other customers, but Jade nor I gave any concern towards them.

Jade was stuck playing a game on her cellphone while I placed multiple items in the car around her. She wasn’t that big enough to be taking up space inside the cart.

“Any candy you want?” I asked, turning into the candy aisle.

Jade removed her attention from her game on her cellphone once she heard the word ‘candy’.

“Y-You don’t have to buy me anything, Jason.” She informed, staring up at me from the cart.

I shook my head, “Go ahead and pick, baby.”

“Okay… I like Twix and sour patch kids.” She mumbled shyly.

I picked up a few packs of both, placing them in her lap.

“Thank you.” She said, grinning ear-to-ear.

After grabbing the rest of the self-explanatory needed things for the house, I got into line. The woman in front of us had a little daughter that smiled at Jade.

Jade couldn’t help, but wave at her.

The woman turned around, mumbling, “Teenagers.”

The woman instructed her daughter to go up in front of the cart. Jade rolled her eyes once the lady turned back around, placing her bagged items in the cart.


Jason and Jade were on their way back from the store while the rest of the gang continued their investigation on Grace and her involvement with the Demon Knives.

On the other side of Miami, Grace was encountered by Frank, a young member of the Demon Knives. He crowed around her with two other six foot men.

“Hello, Grace. Been enjoying Miami, I see.” Frank started, gesturing around Miami.

Grace rolled her eyes, stuffing her hands into her pockets.

“What do you want, Frank? Shouldn’t your face be stuck behind the television screen, drinking beer?” She snapped back, looking off into the distance in front of them.

Frank lifted his arm, back-hand slapping her. She gasped, holding her cheek that had a piercing feeling to it now.

“I want to know explanations to these photos!” He pulled out a small stack of photos.

Grace kept a hold on her cheek as she snatched them from him. Each photo was of her and Jason sitting at the park bench days before.

There’s no explanations for these. It’s not like I was bringing him back into my life. He wanted answers and I gave them to him. Nothing more.” Grace informed, shoving the photos back.

“You got absolutely no rights to speak OUR rivals. There’s going to be consequences for sure. You know Vincent has no exceptions for these kinds of situations.” Frank warned, stuffing the photos back into his pocket.

“I don’t get how I have to follow YOUR gang rules when I involuntarily put into this Frank waved a finger in her face.

“That’s the crap you made Jason believe? Did you forget about the voice-mail you left us? That’s the reason why you’re standing here right now.” Frank reminded Grace.

There was a minute of silence between them. Grace shook her head, clearing her throat.

“Whatever. This discussion is over.” Grace concluded, turning on her heel and storming off.

Frank watched as she walked away, signaling his men to come on towards his car.


“Goodnight everybody.” Jason announced, leading me upstairs to our bedroom.

“Goodnight lovebirds.” Alex joked, chuckling while laying back on the couch cushion.

“Least I got a girlfriend.” Jason mumbled in front of me.

I giggled while he pushed open our bedroom door. He let go of my hand, pacing over to the bed and leaping on it.

“I’m glad I’m not the only one that enjoys sleeping.” I said, digging into the drawers to get my pajamas.

“Sleep is like a drug, babe. You addicted to it. You need it every second of the day when you encounter the loss of energy in your body.” Jason replied, throwing his arms behind his head to rest on.

“That’s true.” I agreed before departing to the bathroom with my tank-top and pajama shorts.

Once changed of today’s clothing, I balled them up. I tossed them into the laundry basket as I left the bathroom.

Jason stared as I walked to the bed. His eyes fell down my body, and then met my eyes. My cheeks grew hot as I laughed.

“Stop it. You know I wear this every night, McCann.” I snapped, feeling my cheeks heat up by the second.

I opened the cover and slid in. His eyes never left me or my body.

“I know, but tonight feels like the first time I’m actually paying close attention.” He admitted, pulling me close to him.

He leaned down to kiss me. I grabbed the pillow behind my head. I slowly pressed it against his face before his lips could touch mine.

“Goodnight, Jason.”

I laughed a bit while turning over in the bed-sheets.

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