Chapter 3: Like Fire
Don't get in her way, a sharp shooter that never miss
She's comin' on like a hurricane, might burn your finger tips
Her eyes could blow your mind with a look right on the spot
And once she starts, she'll tear you apart, boy she makes it hot
She's
LIKE FIRE, she's burning hot, everything she's got
LIKE FIRE, tearing up the night, like dynamite
LIKE FIRE, spreading through the town, you'll never slow her down
LIKE FIRE
She's got everything it takes, to keep you satisfied
She'll get you down, let her hands do the talking, ain't no place to hide
'Cause she's over me and she's under me, she's everywhere I turn
Get on her knees, just a' screamin' to please,
Take a chance on gettin' burned
She's
LIKE FIRE, she's burning hot, everything she's got
LIKE FIRE, tearing up the night, just like dynamite
LIKE FIRE, spreading through my town, you'll never slow her down
LIKE FIRE
Juliet was obviously over dressed; being the only female other than Gemma in pants she gathered a lot of stares. Walking into the clubhouse wearing skin tight black jeans and a red lace tank, she didn't need to show everything to be sexy. At 5'8 and curves any woman would kill for even if she was wearing a burlap sack she would all the men in the clubhouse attention. Juliet looked over to the corner where Jax and Juice stood playing pool. She was actually surprised to see that Juice had been able to make it to a patched member, guess they need more brains over bullets in the club. Juliet and Jax locked eyes, both assessing each other he always did looked delectable with that cut on. They hadn't spoken to each other since that night, although she had been around the Clubhouse a few times, they had both ignored each other, but she could always feel the burning gaze from him. Even now as she sat at the bar, she felt his eyes.
Jax hadn't taken his eyes off Juliet since the moment she walked in the room. New guys and the hang arounds were all over her, flirting and getting her drinks while she just laughed. Her and Gemma were talking and laughing together like old times, it was a rare sight to see his mother laughing and having fun with another woman, it seemed whatever Luann had to get Gemma's friendship she had passed on to Juliet. His mother had adored Juliet since the moment she set her eyes on the little bundle in Otto's arms. He had yet to speak to her since the night of Donna's funeral, sure she had been around but they both ignored each other like the plague. His mother had given him a verbal beating for going over to Juliet's house, and once he learned it was Tara who started the fight he felt guilty. But it was her missing crow and the anger he felt that kept him from apologizing.
"You're up Brother." Chibs injected breaking Jax from his thoughts.
Everyone was anticipating this fight; Tig and Jax had always been at odds with each other but since the return of Juliet, the two had been at each other's throats. Tig could never forgive Jax for Juliet leaving and with her back, he was going to be damned if Jax ran her out again. Jax moved outside to the ring and spotted Juliet in Tig's corner wrapping his knuckles. Jax's nostrils flared, his eyes bulged, she had always been in his corner, his cheerleader and nurse after. Regardless if he was dating Tara or they were fighting, she was always behind him.
"Use it for the fight Jackie Boy. Don't let some bitch get to ya." Chibs encouraged him as he wrapped his knuckles.
Chibs' pep talk was no use; all Jax's attention was on Juliet kissing Tig's cheek and wishing him luck. It was his mother that poured the gasoline on the fire,
"No Crow, No say baby. She's a free bitch."
Gemma always knew how to fuck with one's mind, his mother was taunting him, he knew it but that didn't stop it from seeping in and fueling the fire that was blazing inside of him. Juliet made eye contact with Jax and a smirk formed on her face as she held Tig's cut in her arms. She was challenging Jax, daring him to say something; Juliet stepped out of the ring as Happy stepped in to referee. Before Happy could even step completely out of the middle the two men advanced on one another. The air was thick with tension, blood lust was ramped this would not be a clean fight.
Tig was the first one to make contact, striking Jax in the stomach and after that the punches flew and the blood began to flow. Neither man was giving up, and Juliet couldn't help but feel anxious, she had seen these two go at each other before but nothing like this. She could feel the hate that these men had toward one another, and it only grew more intense. It was evident that there would be no winner in this match; they would have to be pried off the other one. Clay yelled for the fight to end, Tig turned his head for a split second giving Jax the advantage, a right hook to Tig's face followed up by a body hit and another punch to the head had Tig off guard. Tig did his best to ward off the punches but he was dizzy, and Jax was unrelenting.
Juliet watched Jax beat down Tig, her stomach in knots, this had to be stopped.
"JACKSON!" Juliet screamed, breaking Jax out of his blind rage.
It was Jax's turn to stop; he looked over at Juliet staring at her. Tig was no sore loser and spit the blood that was in his mouth at Jax, but before the fight could start up again Happy stepped in the middle, pushing both men away.
Tig climbed out of the ring, where three croweaters rushed to his side, tending to his wounds and doting on him. Tig gave Juliet a bloodied smile, letting her know he was fine.
Jax pushed off a blonde croweater and stalked off towards his dorm. Jax was roughly wiping off the blood from his face when Juliet sauntered into his bathroom.
"You've never been good at cleaning up." She spoke softly, as she took the cloth from his hands.
Jax sat on the toilet as Juliet tended to him, both in silence as she lightly patted his swollen lip. This had always been their ritual when they were together, he'd fight, and she'd clean him up. Always it ended in sex, sometimes their blood lust was running so high they would skip the clean up and ravage one another. He'd dominate her, she reveled in it, not caring about the metallic taste of his blood in her mouth or the roughness of his hands. They were animals.
The smirk he was giving her told her she wasn't the only one reliving those memories
"Ain't gonna happen, now how about you tell me why you went ape shit on Tig?" Juliet asked as she rinsed out the towel, watching the blood wash down the drain.
"You worried I caused damaged to your precious Tigger?" Jax mocked her, causing Juliet to roll her eyes.
"I don't think Tig has been regarded as precious by anyone."
"You sure looked cozy with him, and I hear from the prospect you've been playing house."
Juliet rubbed Jax's head, "Maybe we should get you to a doctor, Tig's obviously done some brain damage."
Jax suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, holding it to him. He inspected it, there was no sign of the previous crow that had been there, but hidden in the roses was his name, the only evidence that something else had ever been there.
"Why'd you do it?" Jax whispered,
Juliet recoiled her arm as if his hand was made of fire,
"Is that a real question?"
Jax just looked up at her in silence.
"You cheated on me, you lied to me, and you betrayed me. But worse of all you blamed me for the loss of our child. You punished me for something that was not my fault. So you want to know why I erased your mark, your sign of ownership? How I could be so selfish as to remove your precious crow. You are a piece of work Jackson Teller. You didn't deserve any part of me after that."
"I'm sorry. We were young; I didn't know what to do. Finding out you were pregnant was a miracle but never being able to bring our baby girl into this world, it destroyed me."
"You don't think it affected me? Are you that fucking selfish?"
"I'm sorry Jules. I know nothing I say can excuse what I did."
"No it can't, but if you could stop being an asshole it'll be a start. There was nothing that we could have done to change what happened. We can't live in the past. So how about in the present you stop being a dick."
"Ma, told me it was Tara that started the fight. I'm sorry I said that shit to you."
"Hell must have frozen over, two apologies in one day. Tig must have gotten you good."
"Don't get used to it."
"You owe me a drink. Come on VP let's go enjoy the party."
Juliet was taking another shot before leaning on the pool table and sinking in the 8 ball, effectively beating Juice and gaining $50.
"There is no way you didn't cheat."
Juliet let out a laugh, "Why? Cause I'm drunk. Juicie you're still acting like a prospect. I'll let Chibs take the rest of your money."
Juliet leaned into Jax his arms wrapping around her as she watched Chibs and Juice play darts.
Across the room Gemma was watching the pair like a hawk. She had seen the way Juliet ran after Jax, Juliet could deny all she wanted about being over her son but that was not the case. Juliet was the only woman for her son, Jax would be president soon and Juliet was the only woman other than herself that could handle being Queen Bitch. Tara could only get so far before she flipped, Gemma wouldn't admit it to anyone but she'd actually been surprised Tara had made it this far. Watching Juliet and Jax together had Gemma praying Tara would soon be a thing of the past. She was thankful for everything the woman had done for her grandson, but now that he was in the clear, Tara could fade back into the dust.
Juliet had been drinking like a fish since she'd come out of Jax's dorm and Jax had been her shadow. Her crow may have been gone, but Jax was protecting his territory like a rabid dog. The hang arounds that had hopes to take Juliet to bed had been scared off with one look from Jax. Currently one of his hands was on her hip and another gripped a beer he was sipping on. Juliet turned around so she was facing Jax, still in his embrace and took his beer setting it on the table beside them.
"You still know how to dance?" She asked,
Jax just smirked as Juliet rubbed against him, her lithe body feeling smooth against his hands. Juliet ran her hands along his chest, as she swayed to the music. His eyes darkened as he watched her, he wanted to do a hell of a lot more than dance. Their eyes locked and all thoughts of the club and Tara were out the window.
She was burning through him and there was no place to hide, tonight Jax was playing with fire, and he didn't care if he got burned.
