Tangled Love

CHAPTER 71

A small silence settles upon us and I steal a glance at Jake to find him watching out intertwined hands. I smile at the sight of it before realising I should probably tell him everything I know about DC Jones. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"His name is DC Jones. Ive never seen or heard from him before except for the incident at the park and the text messages." I add, shuddering as I remembered his dark cold stare. Jake's body immediately tenses up and his eyes flash cold at the mention of the name.

"Jones?" he repeats angrily and I nod, scrunching my eyebrows in confusion.

"Do you know him?" I ask, surprise lacing my words.

"It's a long story Emily," Jake mutters unhappily, taking out his phone from his pocket. I stand from his lap and he immediately rises too, pressing buttons on his phone. He turned around without another word and walks out, holding the phone to his ear as it rings. I could hear Jake's muffled voices talking with someone on the other end of the phone. He sounds annoyed and his voice raises slightly as he yells to the person on the other end.

Suddenly he silences and I hear him slap his phone down onto the counter in frustration. He walks back into the living room tugging at his hair. I stand up, walking towards him with a worried expression.

"What's wrong? Tell me Jake." I said eager to know.

After all, it does involve me.

"He's trouble Emily, he used to be part of our gang. He's a corrupt officer but we'd always be one step ahead of the police with Jones being one of us."

I nodded, showing him I was listening. Jake sucked in a breath before carrying on —

"One day some stuff went down between the police and us. Jones ended up shooting Amil instead of helping him, he was hospitalised, almost died and then imprisoned for a couple of years. After that, as you can imagine, Amil has always had it in for him. He betrayed the gang, the worst possible thing you can do. Amil doesn't take betrayal well."

Jake finished and I take a second for all the information to register. My mind is so confused with all the information but it strangely makes sense.

"So where do I come into this?" I ask still confused over that part.

"That's the thing, I don't know myself." Jake replies equally as confused. He paces the room walking back and forth before turning back to me —

"Have you ever seen him before?"

I shake my head. Jones is someone I'd definitely remember. You don't forget a face like that quickly.

"I actually have no idea what he wants with you." Jake mumbles after a few minutes. He tug at his hair, taking a seat on the sofa. His brows are creased with frustration, worried frown lines on his forehead.

"When did he first get in contact with you Muffin?" Jake asked, pulling me gently towards him. I remember the phone call I'd received months ago, the one claiming to be my father. I scrunch my brows up at his sick joke.

"There was a phone call, a few weeks before I met you. He said he was my father and then hung up, it was just a sick joke." I say quietly. Jake pulls me into his chest closer and used his free hand to stroke the back of my hair tenderly.

"Jones is a sick man."

A few minutes of silence pass, both Jake and I left with our thoughts.

"Let's go somewhere," he said finally pulling me back and looking me in the eyes eagerly.

"Like another date? It's midnight and the first date didn't turn out so well," I laugh dryly and Jake chuckles a little.

"Not a date, let's just go hang out somewhere."

"Do you enjoy my company Jakey?" I tease him and Jake scowls in response.

"Jakey? Do not call me that." He shakes his head at me and my smile grows wider.

"You're my boyfriend. I can call you what I want." I respond sticking my tongue out at him. Jake grins at me, his tension completely disappearing. He grabs me, lifting me up in one swift move. I squeal and fight against him, enjoying his playful side.

"Put me down Jake." I giggle, my arms waving around aimlessly in the air.

"Whatever you say Muffin" he chuckled dropping me from a height onto the couch. I bounced before settling down onto it.

I leaned forward and grabbed Jake's arm pulling him on top of me. He chuckled loudly and I signalled for him to be quiet knowing everyone would be asleep upstairs. Jake shrugged and grinned at me, shifting so all his weight wasn't completely on top of me.

"I like this position," Jake breathed into my neck and I giggled, rolling my eyes at him playfully. He pulled back, blue ocean eyes shimmering down at me. When he leaned down and kissed me, I wasn't ready. Every time he was close, I lost all sense of control. I felt myself spin into waves of pleasure as he flicked out his tongue, running it across my bottom lip. I let out a small sigh of pleasure and Jake pulled back, the tip of his nose touching mine.

"I love you.”