I never really got angry with my mom before. I had a temper, that's for sure but I never really was pissed off at her. We had a pretty good relationship, some would call me a Mommas boy but I didn't care. I was spoiled. Everyone knew that including myself. So, it was a rare occasion that I was angry, pissed or saw red when just looking at mother but here I was, sitting at breakfast trying to hold my tongue and start yet another fight with her.
"Just let it go, bro" my little brother tells me and I scoff, shaking my head.
"How are you ok with this?" I ask him. When she first told us the news he was the one that blew up before I did.
He shrugs his shoulders "I'm not but we can't change it, Jax. She's dead set on it. We got to accept it sooner or later" He gets up from the table we were sitting at to put his plate into the sink. "Besides, if you would talk to her you would know how happy she is about this. She does everything for us, Jax. The least we can do is not give her hell about this decision and let her be happy" he grabbed his book bag from the floor by the door "I'll meet you out side. It's the last day we can ride our bikes before they get shipped and i don't know about you but I want to savor that." He walks out and my mom comes around the corner.
"Hey baby" she's sounds apologetic but that's nothing new, it's how she's been approaching me lately. "You ok?"
I shake my head and sigh "No but I will be" I get up and put my plate in the sink then walk to the door and grab my book bag.
"I'm just trying to do what's best for our family Jackson. Please understand that"
"I don't want to have the same argument, mom. It's happening with or without my approval. So I'll learn to live with it sooner or later" she nods her head solemnly and I walk over to kiss her cheek then leave.
Thomas is waiting on his bike when I get outside. He was a year younger than me but in this town 15 was the legal driving age, which was more than enjoyable for him.
On my 16th birthday our mom surprised us both with Harley's. We nearly lost our minds. Tommy had to wait till he past his drivers test to drive it but he didn't care and that didn't stop us for taking our first ride together.
"You ready?" He asked as he fired up his bike. I nodded my head and did the same.
It'd be the last time we rode threw the town we grew up in. It wasn't anything special but it was mine. I'd be trading in my small town, For an even smaller town.
Tomorrow we'd leave so my mom can get married to someone we haven't even met yet.
To a town where my father -who left us when I still a baby- grew up in.
Tomorrow id leave Chicago to head to a place called Charming in California. So my mother can marry the Vice President of a motorcycle club. Someone named Clay Morrow. I wasn't happy about it but as my mother and brother have both stated. There was nothing I can do to change it.
I was finally finished with my damn calculus homework and just in time to, if I would have kept going i think my brain would have exploded. I needed to keep going though. Me and my dad had an agreement. I get good grades he gives me the ride of my choice. That I was looking forward to. Considering it was my 16th birthday tomorrow, I wanted to enjoy the party I knew was going to be thrown for me then ride off and go where ever the wind took me.
I closed my book and put it on my night stand just as my brother came bounding in the room.
"Hey sis" he plopped on to the bed next to me and sighed loudly. He always did that when he wanted me to ask him what was wrong.
I rolled my eyes "What's up?"
"Pop assigned me the amazing task of showing around the new guys that are coming tomorrow. Do I look like an information agent? I have better things to do than deal with two newbies and show them the joys of charming" he rolled his eyes and I laughed.
"Your just mad because that cuts out your time you planned to spend with your girl"
"She's only here for the weekend! I have to make the most of it" he waggled his eye brow and I gagged as I pointed to myself.
"Little sister your talking to I don't need to know your sex stories" I laughed and got off the bed.
"Your only a year younger than me. Relax its not like you don't have stories of your own"
I looked at him and crossed my arms "I don't as a matter of fact"
He raised his eyebrow and looked at me in question. "You mean to tell me that out of all the guys you've dated. You haven't slept with not even one of them?"
"Nope" I popped the 'P' to make my point.
His smile was so bright it made the sun jealous "I have never been prouder to be your big brother than I am in this very moment"
I laughed and shook my head "Can you get out so I can get dressed? Thanks." He got up and walked out laughing. I walked into my bathroom and got the shower ready. My dad insisted I got the master bedroom after my mom left us. He said he didn't want to see all my chick shit when I hit puberty. I refused, I didn't want to be in a room were my mother slept but when I got home from school one day our rooms were switched and I flipped out.
My mother abandoned us cause she didn't want to apart of the club life anymore. She tried to take me and Opie but weren't having that. The club was our family. My dad was the president for crying out loud. He founded the club with one of his best friends. Who we weren't allowed to talk about because he disappeared years ago and never returned.
"Tara! Let's go! Pops waiting to give us a ride before he goes to the club house!" Opie yelled.
"Give me 10 minutes geez!" I was already out of the shower so I hurried to get dressed. I threw on some cut off shorts with a tank top and jean jacket, I paired with my white sneakers and was ready to go. I let my hair fall down in waves having washed it the day before I didn't need to wash it again. School was going to be fun. It's always fun on a Friday. Especially since it was my birthday tomorrow. I've been hinting to my father about the ride that I wanted for weeks now and I couldn't wait to get it!
I grabbed my bag and headed out the door when pops started holding the horn.
It was around dinner time when we arrived in charming. Apparently , there was going to be a huge party tonight so we needed to head to some place called Winston-Marrow automotive before we went to our new house. I wasn't really in the mood to associate with anyone else. These people didn't know me and I wasn't up for making new friends at the moment but just like everything else I didn't have sat in anything and there wasn't a damn thing I could do to change it.
When we got to WM -As my mom called it- someone guy approached the car. An older man with grayish hair. He had a smile on his face that mirrored my moms. He wore a leather vest that read Vice President on one side and SamCro on the other followed by red wood original and men of mayhem underneath the VP patch.
"Ok boys be nice" she turned to us.
"For the 100th time mother. We told you we would be." Thomas huffed and I grunted in agreement. My mom got out of the car first and was swept into hug and a deep kiss as soon as he reached her. "You'd think she let us get used to it before she started with the PDA" Thomas growled and got of the car slamming the door shut. I smirked, I knew he wasn't ok with this. All that 'she's happy Jax, let her be happy' was bullshit. He didn't want to be here either. He was putting on a act just like I was.
I got out of the car just in time for introductions "Baby these are my sons, Jackson and Thomas" she pointed to us with a smile. Clay kept his arm around her waist but extended his other hand.
"It's nice to meet you boys" we shook hands and then I looked around. The lot was massive. A garage where people were staring to close up. There was an office across the lot and a door that read club reaper next to the garage lot. "Your bikes arrived this morning." He pointed to the parking spot at the end. Their was a lot of bikes parked but ours were on the very end of the lot. Thomas and I looked at each other and beamed we started to walk toward them but my mom stopped us.
"Oh no you don't. There's a party tonight and I expect you both to be in attendance." She narrowed her eyes and our shoulders slumped. We didn't want to be at some old party.
"Yeah you came at a good time. Piney who's the president of the MC- it's his daughters birthday today. He has a boy to, Opie around your age as well. He can show you around" he looked behind him "Hey Ope! Come over here" the boy in question flicked his cigarette to the floor and stomped it out on his way over.
Whats a boy our age doing smoking? I mean me and tommy did it all the time but not in front of adults. Although, we figure mom knew but she didn't say anything so we didn't give a shit.
"What's up, Clay" Opie asked when he came over.
"This is Jackson and Thomas. The boys we wanted you to show around so they can get used to the place" clay explained and Opie nodded looking toward us. I could tell he hates this as much as we did. Clay clapped him on the back took my mothers hand and walked away.
"Look man you don't gotta babysit us. We can find our own way around. I'm sure the last thing you wanted to do is show the new kids around" I gave him a way out but surprisingly he didn't take it.
"Nah it's cool. Ain't much to see in this small ass town anyway. Besides this place is where all the fun shit happens anyway" Opie shrugged.
"Clay said we came at a good time? Some party was about to happen?" Thomas asked over his shoulder as he walked toward his bike. They were still covered up and we were both itching to make sure they didn't get a scratch on them. We had threatened the delivery guy, more than once, that we would hunt him down and beat the crap out of him if our bikes didn't come back the same way we left them.
"Yeah" Opie nodded and walked with us "She turns 16 today. She's the clubs princess" he rolled his eyes but smiled despite himself. He obviously loves his sister. "The club kind of goes crazy with anything that has to do with her so today is going to be a massacre. She should be here soon actually. The party will start right after everyone sings happy birthday" he looked over his shoulder as if expecting to see her. Then turned back to us when we reached our bikes. "These yours?" He pointed them and we nodded "Good shit. I thought we were getting new prospects" we both looked at him. "Oh right. Prospects are people that want to join my fathers MC. They walk around with leather vest that say prospect on the back. They do what ever their told in hopes to get in. Pretty much Bitch boys for a year" he shrugged and we nodded in understanding. I guess we had a lot to learn.
Thomas and I inspected our bikes till we heard some screeching tires enter the lot. We turned just in time to see a jeep,full of girls, do a donut before stopping in the middle of the lot. "And there's the birthday girl now" Opie smiled. The music was blasting and the girls where laughing hysterically and singing along. Thomas and I wore matching smirks. We had a way with the ladies back home. We had girls left and right over there. Hell we even shared some of them, not at the same of course. They all claimed they just couldn't pass up the 'Teller Charm'.
Opie looked back at us and laughed. "I can tell you two are going to fit right in"
Our smirks grew "Who's the girls" Thomas asked as he leaned up against his bike.
"Dirty blonde hair with the curls is Wendy. She's interesting. A good lay, so I've heard, she hangs out with my sister cause of who she is not cause of friendship. Happens a lot but well my sister she's learned how to use it to her advantage when she needs to. The other one long black hair blue eyes, is my girl Sammy. She goes to a different school. She's only here for the weekend. Next we have Ima, the blonde wearing clothes that don't fit her. Is a future crow eater in the making. I'll explain that later" he says as an after thought. Next we have Donna. Black hair brown eyes. That's my sisters best friend. She's had a thing for me since we were kids. A fact that she tries to hide" he rolled his eyes. There was more to that story, of that fact I could tell "And then there's the leader of the pact" there was one girl he hadn't mentioned and I was assuming it was his sister. "The one dancing and singing like she doesn't have a care in the world, Is my sister Tara." He chuckled "brown hair green eyed monster if you ask me" I laughed with him but I couldn't take my eyes off her. The way her head was tilted back in laughter cause her friend sang off key. The way her hair swept across her face when the wind blew. The way her high waisted plaid skit hugged her hips as she swayed. The way her crop top showed off just a bit of her flat stomach when she lifted her arms and those boots. Her thigh high black boots that I just wanted to have wrapped around my-
"I know that look" Opie cut off my thoughts and turned to me "I'd be careful if we're you" he told me and my face fell.
"I know she's your sister. I'd never cross that line" I put my hands up.
"Oh no. I'm not worried about her. I said that for you." He laughed "They don't call my sister a black widow for no reason" he slapped me on the back then walked toward the car "Come on I'll introduce you to the girls. Then we can get a drink"
I looked back to the jeep as the girls filed out of the car. Opie swooped his sister up and spun her around.
"Maybe this town won't be so bad after all" Thomas whispered to me as we made our way over to the girls.
"Yeah, Maybe." I nodded with a smile. This town was starting to have its perks and it was all thanks to a brown haired green eyed vixen.
