The decision of what to wear never occurred to me. Why am I being to weird about this, its not like I've never been to a fight or after party before. Looking in to the mirror with the third outfit of the night and the remains of the others sprawled out on my bed I gave up. In the mirror I saw myself, the girl who always had a good time, the girl who was club family but recently that had seemed to change. Leaving on the low rider jeans and the black tank top and throwing on some heals I felt as ready as ill ever be. My hair was half way down my back letting it go free from the day wrapped up in a ponytail most of the time. Brushing it out of my face and fiddling with some makeup. Was I dressed to causal? Should I go a little sluttier? Well its not like I would stand out in the crowd, I thought laughing to myself.
The babysitter had arrived and Sophie was already sitting on the couch with some toys getting ready to watch her favorite movie. "Look, I'm really not sure what time ill be back tonight, it could be late." The babysitter smiled and nodded "that's no problem, she will be fine." I knew she would be fine, but spending the last few months just her and me I knew that I would miss her as soon as the front door closed behind me. Giving her a kiss on the cheek and silently heading towards the door I looked back at her and the babysitter "ill text you" she just nodded and went back to playing.
The drive wasn't long, only ten minutes down the street. That really wasn't by choice, Jax's house was only a few streets down from me and the others were pretty close too. 'It is for safety' he told me when I had decided that I could no longer stay at Gemma's house.
Parking up I saw that most of the bikes where already there and herd the music playing. 'pregaming' I thought and smiled as I walked into the clubhouse. Every member was there in their cuts with a drink in their hand and a croweater in the other. Jax was not the exception; well the exception was there was no drink. That was the prefight rules.
Glancing over at him as I walked in his face didn't change but he didn't break eye contact. I headed over to the bar where half sac was grabbing beers. "One for me sac" I said over the music, he smiled and handed me a good cold one. Gemma was across the way also had her eyes on me. I nodded to her turning around on my seat to take in the view.
Chibs had a bottle in his hand waiting for his turn for pool while Tig made his shot. Jax and Opie were in the corner talking, a girl on each of them trying to get their attention as much as they could. Clay talking to Piney with a cigar in his mouth and an empty shot glass in front of him.
I turned back to the prospect. "Better make is a shot" his smile got wider and handed me a shot glass and the bottle. Knowing that he was new, everyone else knew what putting the whole bottle in front of me would do. After a couple of shots I felt a hand on my shoulder. "There is plenty of time for that later," Gemma said as she leaned in closer to me, taking a shot herself. She sat on the stool next to me and shot a glance over to where Jax and Opie were sitting. "You ok with that, I know it's been a while" she said in a relatively sincere way. I looked at Jax and then back to her smirking. "I'm not fucking your son, and I have no claim on him." I said turning around eyeing him on the way and taking another shot. Knowing that Jax would see our interaction and my drinking I knew he would be over here. A few minutes later and a few more shots and general talking with Gemma and the prospect I felt someone close behind my back. He leaned in close to my ear "if you keep that up you wont be able to get on the back of my bike" turning around I smiled back at him "and who said I was getting on the back of your bike anyways?" his face changed a little but trying to cover his displeasure. Gemma took her cue and got up and headed over to Clay. Jax took the seat where Gemma had been sitting. Snaking a hand around to the small of my back getting too comfortable for me at this point of the night. "Don't say things you don't mean darin" I laughed a little "I'm sure you could find any girl here to ride bitch with you to the fight" he nodded and looked back over to the girl that was on his lap not to long ago. "True, but that little crow on your shoulder says that's where you belong" having forgot that I was displaying the tattoo tonight and not realizing what it meant to Jax was a problem. Jax was now getting a little more close to my ear again wanting to keep our conversation private. "Are you sure Tara wouldn't mind?" I had to, it just came out. The shots were starting to take affect and that was a problem, no filter. Jax got uncomfortable at the mention of Tara's name and backed off.
"She's not coming tonight." I was shocked by his words, I felt the anger and hurt burn through me as he finished. "Oh I guess ill have to do then is that it?" getting off of stool and taking a step, but feeling the hand on the upper part of my arm stopping me. "It's not like that, she is a friend, and she is taking care of Able at the hospital." Pushing myself away from his grip and taking a few more steps away. I hear the door open and I see Tara walk though. I start to walk away glaring back at Jax.