"Well, when I escaped from that forest, I went to a bar. And there was barely anyone there, so this guy walks up to me after I put my money on the table, and tells me to give him the rest since I did put a lot down (I got a lot to drink). I tell him, no, and he beats me up. And he calls a couple buddies and one of them had a knife. That's how I got this," He pointed to his neck and lifted up his shirt. "And these." There were at least 20 scratches, all varying in size and deepness. Half had stitches. "I have more on my legs, and they're stapled, so the hospital told me to be careful."
Leon stared at Jax in shock, "Wha-Why-Do you remember how they look like? I'm planning on murdering them," He said sarcastically, well half true since he was going to do something terrible to them for touching Jax.
Jax shook his head. "No, it was pretty dark, and they'd dragged me into an alleyway and took all my stuff. My phone, my wallet… Eventually, the police found them and got my stuff back, but they didn't catch them; they'd escaped."
"How do you think they should die?" He asked sarcastically.
"No, don't kill them. But anyway, they did so much they declined my card and locked my phone for a year. So when I got out of the hospital I went to Apple and they gave me a new phone, but I didn't have enough money… so I… robbed some bank… and I just used that money to get a new phone. And by the time I was able to get it and catch up on all of my notifications and stuff, I learned that you were in jail."
"You expect me to not kill them after all they've done to you?"
"Yes! You can't afford to be wanted again!"
"Fine, I'm gonna make them regret mugging you though."
"No! Just stop being murderous for two seconds. Jeez." Jax mumbled the last word and the next sentence, "I didn't know he could be so protective…"
(Keep it up I love it when one of the two are protective.)
"I haven't been murderous for the past few days, Jax…"
(lol oki den)
"I know, but I will make sure that they will regret mugging you."
"That's being torturous! Stop! I'm okay now."
"I'm not being torturous, I'm just being protective of the ones I love and care about!"
"Well, how are you going to punish them for mugging me, huh?"
"I don't know, probably threaten them or beat them up????"
"No! That's abusive! I'm okay, and that's what matters!"
"Fine, but if it happens again I'm doing it."
"No! No getting arrested."
"I don't!"
(An argument is gonna start I think, idek)