Chapter 2
A little later, I am sitting at the bar with my dad and we are sharing a bottle of Patron like we used to. "You remember that guy that you tried to day your senior year?" he asks. "Yeah. Why?" I ask. "Be glad Opie and Jax chased him off. He's a Nord now." he tells me. "Are you serious? Holy shit." I say. "Yeah." he tells me and I just take another shot. A few minutes later, Jax comes walking back into the clubhouse. Walking over, he kisses my cheek and puts his arm around my waist like he always has. "You good?" I ask. "Yeah baby. I'm good." he tells me. The prospect hands me another shot and puts one in front of Jax. We take the shots and he says "Wanna head to the roof?" I nod and follow him. We always went to the roof when we needed to talk.
Climbing up the ladder, we take our seats on the air units and he takes my hand, lacing our fingers. "What's on your mind Jackson?" I ask. Kissing my knuckles, he says "I'm all twisted up, Mal." I look at him and ask "How can I help?" He laughs softly and says "I don't know if you can." he tells me. Laying my head on his shoulder, he kisses the top of my head. "Talk to me Jackie." I say. "After you left, I got married. We filed for divorce but she was pregnant. My son, Abel was born ten weeks early with a hole in his stomach, the family flaw and hooked on crank." he tells me. "Shit. Is he okay?" I ask. "He is. He's getting stronger every day. Still in the toaster but getting there." he tells me, smiling. "That's good baby." I tell him. "Yeah. Tara was the one that did the surgery." he tells me and I move my head from his shoulder and let go of his hand. "She and I have been talking." he tells me. "That's good." I tell him as I go to stand. He grabs my hand and says "But then you come back and all I can think about is you. Not her. For years, I have seen you every time I close my eyes. Every thought. Every decision I've made since you walked out that door has had me thinking about if it would cause me to never see you again or if it would cause you to hate me. You. Not her. She bailed on me and you...you...stayed." he tells me. "Jax, I left too." I tell him. "You left because we sent you away after what happened. There's a difference. We sent you away to protect you. She bailed because I wouldn't leave the club like she wanted me to." he tells me. "What are you saying Jax?" I ask. "I don't know what to do here, Mal. I thought I saw Tara coming back as a sign of a second chance with her but then you show up and I...I...I love you, Mal. I fucking love you. Not that 'I think about you all the time' kind of love but that 'I can't fucking breathe without you' kind of shit. I don't know what to do here." he tells me. I move back to the air unit and take my seat beside him. Taking his hand, I look at the man beside me, before placing my other hand on his cheek. "Do you want to be with me Jax?" I ask. Looking into my eyes he says "Yeah. I do." I place a soft kiss to his lips and he deepens the kiss. "Talk to her. Tell her you want to be with me and I'm all yours." I tell him. Pulling me closer he says "I love you Treble." Laughing I say "I love you too Jax."