Jaxon Hunt. Gangster. Fighter. Player. Drug dealer. Jordan Johnson. Starting college. Sweet, sometimes. Smart mouth. Makes friends every day without trying. And keeps Jaxon coming back for her. She makes him want to have her by his side the whole time and gets very possessive of her. "I can easily kill you. You don't know my life and you don't know what I live for. And you don't know what I do. So I can easily kill you with this." Then out of the blue, he pulled out a gun. A fuckin gun. My eyes grew huge and held the knife tighter. "Get out." I hissed. He smirked then place the gun next to my head. "Now why would I want to leave?" "Because it's my house and I'm kicking you out." Then I placed the knife on his stomach. He looked down and then looked back at me. His smirk grew bigger. "Want to play that game?"... *Mature theme* *Cussing*