Sitting down, Jax grabs the bottle and glass, his phone beeping.
“Yes?" He answers waiting.
“Don't look so hurt, Jax. You're doing it. You're remembering every time they failed and hurt you and forgetting you care for them. You just need to do that with Melodie. Remember all the times you hated her, all the ways she hurt you. All the ways, your ex hurt you and imagine it was Melodie.”
“Seriously, Aden. I agreed to get out of the f*****g system and stop watching. You want me, you f*****g have me. Leave me alone I will call Monday." Hanging up, he sits drinking, hours passing by as he feels himself crying but holding it all back.
He hears the door opening. Turning, he watches as Adrian walks through, holding Lucas. He wants to run there and cuddle him, but he can't.
“Get him in bed, Adr
