24| Night Owl (pt. 3)

I felt Jax's large hands collecting my hair, and he held it behind my head as I threw up until there was nothing left in my stomach. I hadn't eaten a lot today, so it was mostly just acid and bile anyway once all the alcohol was gone, but still, I'm sure I was disgusting to be around.

I started shaking, and my eyes were watering so bad I had tears streaming down my face. I hated throwing up. I felt like shit, and I just wanted to lay down. My arms couldn't support my weight anymore, so I sat back on the ground, laying down onto the sidewalk as I took deep breaths to quell my nausea.

"Damn it, Emery," Jaxon grumbled as he bent down, setting my shoes on my stomach. "Hold your shoes."

I grabbed on without processing his request. "What?"

Before I knew what was happening, Jax had wrapped an arm under my legs and the other under my back, lifting me off the ground. He bounced me a little bit, setting me higher against his chest.

My head rolled back against his shoulder. "What are you doin