JAX

I watched my son for the next few days as his aggression got a bit worse. Nikki wouldn't talk and Matt didn't know what happened. I wish I knew what did so that I could help. Nikki and Sam have both said that if we knew, Matt and I would end up in a cell. I also noticed a change in my goddaughter. She wasn't her bubbly self, she seemed very depressed. My darling wife told me she'd be fine, just needed to sort out things. Abel's no better as he's at the studio with Lyla more than home these days. I'm not stupid, I see the looks he gives his friend. I had the same problem when I was figuring out Nikki.

The only difference is that Kim's still hurting and Nikki wasn't when we met. The teens have been close since they met and I know it's killing my son to not be able to help her. Thomas can see it and has tried to ask his brother. Abel shrugs it off though, keeping his promise to the girl. Thomas finally told me about Shelly, a girl who just moved here. I was glad at least one of my kids seemed to finally have a bit of happiness, especially Thomas. He keeps himself so closed off, it's good for him to open up to someone. Mikayla was a beautiful young lady and I kept a gun close because you never know when she's going to finally bring a boy home.

"Jax…"

I look over at my wife and smiled, "Just thinking, Nik. I'm worried about Abel."

She sits on the table with me. "I know, babe. They're going to get better. I have never seen him work as hard as he does now. Cars must have the same affect on him that it does on you."

I chuckle and look over at my son working with Chibs. I

take out a smoke and light it. Nikki and I don't talk, she just puts her head on my shoulder. I grab her hand and bring it to my lips, kissing the knuckle. I love the hell out of this woman. She knows when I need a good kick in my ass or just someone to sit beside me. I lay my head on hers and sigh as we watch the boys. Being the boss, I didn't have much to work on anymore. I usually did the rebuilds more than anything. We both look over as we see Kim's car pull up and she gets out. I look at my son, who grabs a rag and heads over.

"You know he's in denial."

I look down at my wife, who keeps her head on me and looking at the kids. "As much as we tried to be I imagine. Whatever happened to her, they are both hurting."

I feel her body as she lets out a breath. "I know."

We continue to watch as the conversation between Abel and Kim starts to heat up. They are trying to keep it at a low volume, but I know my son. His anger is just as bad as mine.

"I DON'T CARE, ABEL. LEAVE ME ALONE. GO TO THE FUCKING PORN STUDIO AND LEAVE ME ALONE. I DON'T NEED YOU HELP."

We watch as she turns and my son grabs her arm, turning her around.

"YOU ARE HURTING, KIMBERLY. I WANNA HELP AND YOU WON'T LET ME CLOSE ANYMORE. I KICKED HIS ASS FOR YOU, I'M NOT GOING TO HURT YOU. JUST LET ME IN."

We watch as she slaps him across his face and then takes off in the car. Nikki heads over to the tattoo shop where Matt and Sam are now outside watching. I keep my eyes on Abel, who throws the rag. I watch as he turns and heads to his bike, taking off. I turn my head back to my wife and see her get in a car with Sam, going after Kim is my guess. I put out the cigarette and head to my bike to go after my son. I know where he's going and I'm finally going to get it out of him. He's hurting and he needs to talk about it.

"Jackie, leave'em be."

I turn to Chibs, who backs up with his hands up. I get on my bike and take off for Cara Cara. I ride and luckily get both green lights out of town. I pull up next to Abel's bike and stop mine. I put the kickstand down and take the helmet off, grabbing the keys. I walk in and straight passed the security. Lyla sees me and points. I nod and turn left, heading to the rooms. I find the only door shut and slam it open, scaring both parties. Abel just looks at me and the red head grabs a sheet.

"OUT."

She just nods and grabs her close. I throw jeans at Abel and shut the door. "Get them on."

He gets up and gets his pants on while I stand in front of the closed door. He looks at me as he buttons them and I keep my gaze on him. "You need to talk before you lose that girl."

He rolls his eyes and I walk up to him. "I mean it, Abel. You're even fucking the red porn pussy. Don't you get it?"

He looks at me and for a second, emotion runs in his face. "Get what?"

I can feel the anger. "You need to admit it to yourself the real reason you're pissed at Kim. You need to admit how much you care for her or you're going to lose her."

He rolls his eyes again. "Kim is like my sister. Nothing's going to change it. You don't even know what's going on, dad. Just leav…"

"I will not leave it. That girl has a control over you, why can't you see it? I know where you are, Abel. I have been there myself...twice."

"Where? Just where do you think I am, Jax?"

I could feel the anger at that. They never called me Jax, I didn't let them. "Love, Abel. Love."

I see the defense in his face and I know he's going to fight it. "I'm not…"

"Yes you are. You have been there for a while now, but since you're fucking birthday you've been here. What, wanna try it out before you tie yourself down. I get it, I did it. I even took Ima while Tara was pregnant with your brother to push her away. I see you look at your stepmother and I know you want that. You want a woman to put up with your shit, so why do this? You have one if you'd just let yourself have her."

"I'M TOO DAMAGED TO GET THAT."

I stumble back as his words hit me. I just look at him and watch him sit on the bed. I run a hand down my face as my boy breaks down. He was always the stronger of the two, but where Thomas was passed it, it looked like Abel wasn't. I walk quietly over and kneel down in front of him. I lift his face to get him to look at me. "You listen to me, son. You are not damaged. You deserve happiness and you definitely deserve love. Don't let anyone else tell you differently. Kim was hurt in a bad way all those years ago too, doesn't she deserve it?"

I see the tears in his eyes as he looks at me. "She does more that anyone, but I can't. Dad, she won't let me. Half the time I'm up here anymore, I talk to Lyla. I've tried to cut back on the girls. Today, I just needed to let it go. She won't let me help her and I'm not strong enough."

I pull him to me and hug him. We end up falling on the floor and I hold my son. "Talk to me, Abel."

"Nikki told me not to tell you. She doesn't want you arrested." I hear him whisper.

I try not to chuckle as my wife's words are very true if the situation calls for it. I pull back and he leans against the bed. We hadn't really been this serious since Tara, but I'm not sure who's fault that was. "I promise not to go to jail, Abel. I need to help you."

I watch as he runs a hand down his face and a sigh leaves his body. We sit there, just breathing as I let my son figure out what he wants to do. I feel my phone vibrate and I know it's Nikki. I pull it out and send her a text that we're both fine. I slip it back into my pocket and look back at my son.

Abel lets out another sigh. "Ben Marks raped Kim, dad."

I take in a breath, not knowing what to say. I knew why my wife kept this from me. I really want to hurt the kid. I also knew this was why Matt didn't know.

"Oh son." I pull him back to me and give him a hug.

"I don't know what to do. She won't talk to me, I can't touch her, she's falling apart. Tell me what to do?"

I lay my head on his and sigh. "Be there, that's all you can do. Stop coming up here unless it's to talk to Lyla is another way. When your grandmother was raped, she felt dirty. She thought Clay didn't want her anymore. You have to show her you want her anyway. You need to admit how you feel, Abel."

He pulls back and looks at me. "I have never told her, dad. She'll think I'm lying."

"Then show her you aren't. Nikki and I make it look easy, but we fought a lot when we met. Hell, you've heard us fight over the years. Love isn't easy and till she knows she can trust you not to stick your dick in other holes, she's not going to believe it. Leave the red porn alone and stay away."

He lets out a breath and gets up. I wait for him to slip his shirt and shoes on before we head out. We ride home and he turns to head to Kim's as I keep on the road to our house. I wasn't going to tell my wife I knew the issue with my son, but I was going to kiss the hell out of her. All I could do was hope that the kids figured it out and soon. I pull up the drive to see my wife waiting on me. I get off and pull her to me as she meets me halfway. I put my lips on hers and kiss her. She smiles and I pull back, leaving my hands to cradle her face. "I love the shit out of you."

"I love you. Abel?"

I kiss her forehead. "He'll be ok. I talked to him, hopefully it'll help."

She nods. "He told you."

I just nod and pull her to me. I whisper promises that I'm not going to jail as we stand in the yard. We turn as a car pulls to the sidewalk and Mikayla gets out, finally home from a trip with a friend. She gives us both hugs and goes in to unpack.

"I made lasagna, we should get in. Thomas is bringing Shelly."

I look down at my wife. "Good, I wanna meet her. Abel turned to Kim's."

She nods and takes my hand, leading me in our house.

I know this is more dialogue, but it was needed for the story. Thanks for the reviews, follows, and favors! Please continue to do so as I love getting the comments! I'm glad you guys are liking it! -Brianna