I met Jackson Teller when I was 21 years old.
I was new to the area, only coming to Charming because my college roommate brought me here for my birthday. We'd been in class all day and she thought it was a good idea and take a little road trip. A road trip that ended with a shady looking bar full of leather clad bikers. She was waist deep in a bottle of tequila as I just made sure that she stayed safe and alert enough not to end up in the hospital. Since she was completely trashed, I had no idea how to get back to the university since I wasn't from the area or from California for that matter. I don't even know how I ended up going to college in California but my parents decided that was my best choice.
I watched as the men around us catcalled and whistled as Lilly made a complete and total fool out of herself. I chose to just sit there and sip on my boring water, trying my best not to catch anyone's attention. Well, I guess you could say that didn't work out. I never even looked at the guy until he took a seat next to me. He had such an arrogance about him but I couldn't deny that he wasn't gorgeous. He had a leather vest on like the others, a ratty shirt, and a pair of jeans that were way to baggy for his frame. Just by looking at his clothes, I knew that he wasn't going to be my type. I wasn't into the whole street guy look. He must have noticed this because he just kept talking and trying to charm his way into my life. Long story short, I married that baggy pants man. Jax and I married a year after we had met and it was pure love. We couldn't stay away from one another. I grew to like some of the guys he hung around with and came to tolerate Gemma and Clay the best I could.
A few months after our wedding, I found out I was pregnant with Wyatt. Jax and I were thrilled with the news but the pregnancy wasn't easy. I was laid up in bed for most of it and it took a toll on our relationship. Jax was getting more and more embedded with the club and all I wanted was him to be home with me. If I was going to stay in bed, I wanted him to stay in bed with me. Gemma managed to come over everyday and check on me but that got annoying after a while. I knew what being in the Sons of Anarchy meant; I wasn't stupid or naive. I knew what Jax was doing but I tried my best to just put it on the back burner. I can't tell you how many times people would look at me with pity in their eyes as I walked down the street. It got even worse when people found out I was indeed pregnant. The one thing I wasn't going to allow was for my son to end up in his father's shoes.
Wyatt decided to make his grand entrance while Jax was on a charity run, allowing Gemma the first spot in the room. Believe it or not, she helped me more than I think Jax would be able to. I could truly see the love flowing through her eyes when she first saw her grandson. That love for Wyatt continues to this day.
I guess you could say that Jax and I's relationship wasn't meant to last. We began to fight and accusations began to pop up. We decided that it would be best for us to just end things but we would still remain civil towards one another for Wyatt's sake. I watched as Jax moved on with his life and I started moving on with mine. I met Max a few months after Jax and I's divorce was finalized. He was the polar opposite of Jax, choosing a 9-5 job with a suit and tie. He came from a wealthy family with high values for their children. Max was the type of man that my own parents loved dearly. I can say that Max was not a fan of Jax. He often told me that Wyatt needed a role model that wasn't being hounded by the police every other day. When Max and I were married, he tried to be a good step-father to Wyatt. He took him to the park and stuff like that but Wyatt was a mini Jax. He loved everything about his father and I couldn't take that away from him. Under harsh criticism, I decided to keep our little family in Charming. I didn't want to take Wyatt away from his father and a part of me couldn't bare to leave Jax either.
I guess you could say that my life thus far hasn't been as bad as some may have thought. I was happily married to Max and we were expecting our first child at the end of the year. Wyatt was growing like a weed and looking more and more like his father each day. The bakery that I always wished to open was doing great and gaining more and more popularity every week. The only problem was the man who started it all. I don't know whether it was my changing hormones or the fact that he was growing more handsome and charming as he grew older, but I was starting to fall for my ex-husband all over again….
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Hey guys!
New story alert! I should be reading up on Diabetes for my class tomorrow but I just got this idea and I had to post it. I know this is very short but it's just a little insight on how things evolved and how they are going to go. I hope you like it and stick around :)
Also, for those of you that read Monster, I am ALMOST FINISHED! I have been writing on it non stop all weekend and i'm gonna try my best to get it done by Friday. It's been my own fault for not finishing it but I want it out to you all and I don't want to worry about it anymore. So be on the look out for that and also this story as well!
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