Now That You're Here Chapter 1
*6 months later*
Jax POV:
"Yeah, I'll be right there." I say into the phone before Hanging up on Clay now entering the kitchen.
"Sav, I have to go to the clubhouse. Some emergency apparently." I say when I spot her still in her pajamas preparing coffee.
"Is everyone okay?" She asks making her way over to where I am standing.
"It's not a big deal, I'll see you later okay?"
"Yeah." She says as I peck her quickly on the lips.
"Everything is fine I promise. I love you." I say trying to reassure her.
Over the last six months, starting from when she moved in with me, she always gets really worried over club business. She tries to hide and play it off like it doesn't bother her but I know better. I think she worries most about losing one of us, whether it be me, her brother, her dad or any of the guys, as they are our family.
"Love you too." She says as I make my way out the door and smile at her.
"Mckeavey has been killed." Clay informs to all of us now sitting at the table.
"Shit." Juice says.
"How the fuck did the Irish let that happen?" Ope questions.
"We don't know much." Jeff answers.
"Well what do you know?" Chibs speaks bitterness in his tone as Mckeavey was an old friend of his.
"We know from Cameron Heys a trusted ally, that it was a man named Brennan Hefner who pulled the trigger." Clay informs.
"Cameron wants us to take him out?" I ask figuring this is the only reason why we would be involved.
"What are we doing Irish bitch work now?" Tig says scoffing.
"Hey! Michael was a friend of the SOA for over a decade. This is our bone to pick to you shit head." Piney says getting defensive.
"I don't know why you have to pick on everyone old man. You would think sitting there and about to croak you would stop being a jackass. Old age only makes you worse." Tig retaliates
"I'll show you old age." Piney says struggling to get up quickly before Ope holds him back and Jeff does the same with Tig.
"Enough!." Clay yells.
"Tig always being the shit disturber." Jeff says and we all chuckle while he has a sour look on his face.
"Just because you're Clays kid doesn't mean I won't fucking beat the shit out of you." Tig answers facing Jeff.
"I'd like to see you try." He answers back smugly.
Tig lunges forward only to be stopped by Clay himself now.
"I said enough!" He yells and the room goes silent.
"Who's willing to do the job? Need three of you shit heads."
"I'm in." Ope answers immediately
"Yeah me too." Jeff says as he scoffs at Tigs sour expression.
"Jax, complete the three stooges and go with them will ya?" Clay asks.
"I don't know if Savvy's going to like that very much." I answer chuckling but also completely serious.
"Good thing I'm in charge and shes not. In this case what she doesn't know won't hurt her, but don't let that get to your head." Clay warns.
"Alright." I hesitantly comply.
Savannah's POV:
All morning I have been worried about what the emergency Jax mentioned could possibly be. I tried to distract myself with housework but our house is kept practically spotless thanks to me so there wasn't much to do. Instead I thought it was a good idea to hang out with my mom and Noelle.
6 months ago I would have never thought me or especially my mother would be willingly hanging out with her but things change. After a while we warmed up to her because she now looks to be a pretty permanent fixture in Jeff's life. Don't get me wrong, we still don't love the girl but the drama that our hate for her caused with Jeff was not worth it. We try our best to include her in things and be as nice as possible but she still does not fit in. She's no longer rude or as snobby but she is no where close to acceptable old lady material. One day Jeff will release it but until then, my mom and I get stuck with her.
I pull into the driveway of my moms house and notice Noelle is already there. I walk inside and see them both sitting at the table in silence.
"Good morning." I say and sit down at my already waiting coffee mug.
"Morning baby." Mom says.
"Hey." Noelle says quietly.
"So…Mom do you know what the big emergency was?" I ask genuinely curious.
Most times my mom pretends she doesn't know, in order to refrain from giving me an answer. Sometimes she forgets that I'm an old lady now and I'm entitled to this information.
"It's nothing baby. I'm sure Jax will tell you." She tries to brush me off.
"I'm sure he will but I'm asking you."
"If Jax wants you to know he will tell you. It's not my job to fill you in on what's going on"
"Mom, just tell me. I'm not a little kid, I'm just as involved as you." I say growing annoyed while Noelle just remains silent.
"Mckeavey was killed and the club is taking care of the retaliation." She finally says.
"There going to kill the guy that killed your friend?" Noelle asks shocked but this should not be new to her. It's not the first time the guys were sent out on a kill mission and it definitely won't be the last. Noelle just likes to pretend she's oblivious to it.
"Who's doing the hit?" I ask growing serious.
"I don't know." My mom says to quickly indicating she is lying.
"Mom" I persist while we both ignore Noelle.
"It's not my place Savannah." She says shaking her head.
"It's Jax isn't it?" I ask and she doesn't answer.
"I'll take that as a yes." Noelle quietly says as I gather my belongings and make my way out of the house, slamming the door in my wake.
Oh hell no! I will get to the bottom of this.
I pull up to T.M only to see most of the guys including Jax in the garage working on a car. Jax sees me approach and tosses his cigarette that he had just finished.
"Hi." He says smiling at me, clearly not knowing I'm pissed.
"How did the meeting go?" I ask immediately.
"Fine." He answers vaguely.
"What was the big emergency?" I question.
"Just some stuff with the Irish, nothing major."
"Oh really?" I ask now extremely agitated that he is lying straight to my face.
"Yup."
"Nothing else happened?"
"No, What are you going on about?" He asks just now catching on.
"So Mckeavey wasn't killed and you aren't apart of the retaliation?" I ask now livid he really just lied to my face.
Did he not think I could handle it? I never questioned the clubs moves or what he had to do to fulfill his responsibilities. Why did he feel the need to leave my in the dark and lie to me?
"How did you find out?" Is the first thing out of his lying ass mouth.
"Not from you." I say as a slap him across the face.
Okay so a major over reaction on my part but I can't help it I am pissed.
"Sav-" He begins holding his now red cheek but I hold my hand up signing for him to save it.
"Have fun sleeping on the couch tonight." I say smugly and make my way into the office.
He should know by now that I support him no matter what. Instead he lies to me and I have to find out from my mother. She didn't even trust me enough to handle it. I don't understand why my family thinks I'm weak, I am the complete opposite: strong, especially dealing with all their bullshit.