*Disclaimer: All characters are 18+, no underage characters will ever be portrayed in any shape or form in this or any future stories.*
**Jax's point of view**
Jax continued giving Erik hell despite Eva telling him several times to knock it off because Eric was only 18 years old. His persistence was fueled by his desire to showcase control in various ways. One day, as Eva was getting ready for work Jax sat down on the couch beside Erik. Erik was watching some geeky sci-fi movie which Jax found completely stupid and uninteresting.
Deciding to mess with Erik while Eva wasn't around to protect her baby boy; Jax smacked Erik on the back of his head lightly enough to catch him off guard before saying "this show is shit, boy. Hand me the remote and go get me a fucking beer from the fridge!"
Erik looked like he was debating in his mind about talking back to him in a rebellious way but seeing Jax's glare he meekly got up and went towards the kitchen. Jax merely chuckled at how spineless the boy was. Jax aimlessly flicked through the channels not really picking anything in particular to watch as Erik got him his beer.
Snatching the beer out of Erik hand Jax asked in a stern tone "You started drinking yet, boy?" Erik quickly shook his head to which Jax chuckled once more "It's a dad's job to teach a boy how to be a man .... Guess that train left the station huh? Tell me .... You want a sip of this?"
Erik looked a bit surprised and a bit of anger flashed in his eyes at Jax's assumption of his father's role by offering him beer. Erik sat back down onto the couch refusing the offer. Jax shrugged not caring as he turned back to the TV and got back to his aimless flipping through the channels.
After a couple of minutes of silence apart from the noise of the TV; Jax asked Erik without even turning to look at him "you think about your future boy? Or are you planning on mooching off of your mum for the rest of your life?"
Once again Erik frowned and this time Jax actually heard him sigh in frustration. Jax turned to face him with a scowl on his face "what was that, boy? Don't you dare disrespect me .... Got it?" Erik just nodded, slight fear visible in his eyes.
Jax snorted, finding satisfaction in intimidating the young lad. "Don't worry kid" he growled menacingly, his fingers curling tightly around his bottle, "your momma will take care of everything." The sarcasm emanated from him made Erik uneasy.
Erik had to speak up "I'm doing things to make money but that's none of your business!" Jax was a bit surprised at the boy finally finding a spine enough to speak openly.
Jax scoffed at him saying "The hell it isn't boy!! You are mooching off of Eva .... She is fighting to keep herself afloat financially and keeps taking extra shifts at the club. You ungrateful little brat! All she does is take care of you .... A grown fucking man .... Are you not?"