SPOV
I stopped by Jax as he waited by the garage, leaning against the wall. "What's up?" I smiled inoccently.
He gestured to Juice. "I see you've met Juice."
I shrugged. "Yeah. Seems like a nice guy."
But Jax wasn't buying the innocent act. "You know I don't like you flirting with the guys." he said bluntly.
I grinned, hands in pockets. "What makes you think I was flirting?"
He pushed off the wall, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and walking me to my car. "Look, some shits gonna go down today, I don't want you here when it does. Stay away from the club, I'll get one of the guys to pick you up when it's all over."
I stepped away from him, stopping in my tracks. "Jackson." I glared. "I'm not a baby. I can deal with a lot more then you realize."
"Yeah, maybe you can. But I'm telling you, you shouldn't be here."
I just glared at him. "And what am I supposed to do for the day, huh?"
"That's not my problem. Get in the car."
Reluctantly I did what he said, glaring at him the whole time. "I hate you, you know that."
He leaned down, kissing my forehead. "Love you too sis." he smiled, stepping away from the car.
I turned the ignition on and sped out of the lot, pissed that no matter what I did or how old I was, I would always be treated like a little girl when it comes to my brother.
...
I sat by Abel's incubator, humming a lullaby as I watched him sleep. I still couldn't believe how small he was. He was so cute and fragile, yet his size was small enough to scare me. Jax had told me about the surgeries he had to have after being prematurely born.
The family fault. A hole in our hearts. When I was born, I went through the same surgery, they fixed me up and everything was fine- hence why I was still around. But I remember Thomas, our little brother. He hadn't bee so lucky. I was too young to remember everything, how it happened or stuff like that. But I remembered the pain I felt when he passed. He had been a year younger then me, died at the age of six. Seeing as we were born so close, I had taken him under my wing, protected him and loved him so much.
Jax was older than me by three years and four years older than Tommy, so he remembers more. As we grew up he would tell me about little things Tommy and I did, like how we had sleepovers at the club some nights, sleeping under the pool table- of course it was during the quieter night. Or the times we'd run around the garage, getting dirty and laughing while dad and Clay tried to work.
Sighing I stood up blowing a kiss to Abel before heading out. I wasn't going to let Jax tell me what I can and can't do. I knew there was work that needed to be done at the shop, and there was no way he was going to stop me from doing it.
As I headed out of the hospital, my phone started ringing. I pulled it out seeing it was the police department's number.
"Hello?"
"It's Hale."
I groaned. "What is it?"
"Just thought I should let you know, your mum's been arrested." he sounded so casually as if it was nothing; which pissed me off.
I stopped in my tracks. "What do you mean my mum's arrested? For what?"
"Assault. Hit some girl across the face with a skateboard, messed her face up pretty bad I hear."
I sighed, running my hand over my face with frustration. "How much's the bail?"
"That's the thing. She doesn't want bail." there was some noise on the other end before he added. "Look I gotta go. Bye."
"Yeah, whatever." I hung up on him, shoving my phone into my bag. Just what we need. I sighed, continuing out of the hospital.
...
I parked the car and got out, seeing Kip in the garage with Chibs, working away. Without looking around for Jax I walked over to them, a theory coming to mind.
"That sweet butt this morning. Clay slept with her didn't he?" I asked, hands on hips.
Kip froze, looking at me with worried eyes. "I, uh- I mean- um..."
"Relax." Chibs tapped him on the back before turning to me. "You'll have to ask Clay that."
"So he did." I nodded, now knowing why mum did what she did.
Chibs nodded his head at me. "Aren't you suppose to be gone? Jax doesn't want you getting involved."
I shrugged. "Last time I checked Jax was my brother, not my dad. And besides, I know there's work that needs to be done in the office." I told him just as I walked to the office door.
I opened the door finding Juice on the computer.
"It's not done yet." he said absentmindedly.
I raised an eyebrow. "What's not done yet?"
He looked up, surprised it was me in the office. "Sorry, I thought you were Gemma. She wanted me to update the computer while she was out."
I nodded, walking over to stand next to him. I looked at the compter screen seeing a bunch of stuff I had no clue what they were for. "So, you're smart." I nodded as I leaned forward, still looking at the computer, knowing perfectly well he was staring at my chest.
"Uh, yeah." he nodded, turning away. "I guess. I just know computers." he shrugged.
I stood, taking a step back. "Never knew a tech smart Son." I smiled, resting my hip on the desk. "You think it'll be ready soon?" his eyes followed the curve of my side absentmindedly, checking me out. "Juice?"
He shook his head, looking over at the screen. "Not for a while. It's pretty slow today."
"Okay." I shrugged, turning to leave, but stopped when he spoke.
"You're Jax's sister. How come I've never seen you around? Or heard about you?"
I shrugged, looking at the ground. "Long story."
"Maybe you'll tell me one day?"
It was suggestive, I knew that. Juice wasn't hiding the fact he thought I was hot- the comment about me being a sweet butt before hand made it obvious. And honestly, from what I'd seen so far, I liked what he had to offer. So, for now, I'd play along.
"Maybe I will." I replied, walking out of the office, feeling his eyes watch me.
That put me in a good mood, knowing a cute guy like Juice was interested in me, and the fact Jax, Clay and mum would kill me if I went there made it seem so much better- the whole forbidden fruit thing.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
I froze.
Jax stood with Kip in the garage, the roller-doors now closed. He looked pissed that I was back, and I had a feeling I was about to hear all about it.
"I thought I told you to stay clear?" he walked up to me. "I don't want you-"
"I don't care what you want Jax."I snapped. "I'm not standing around while you deal with whatever shit it is you're dealing with. Oh and by the way, mum got arrested." I quickly added
"What? What for?"
"Hitting that tramp Clay slept with across the face with a skateboard."
He looked to Kip. "You told her about Cherry?"
But Kip shook his head, hands up in defense. "No, I swear."
Juice walked in just then, frowning at all the noise. "What's going on?"
"You." Jax stepped up to Juice, and I swear I saw fear wash over Juice's face as my brother got in his space. "Did you tell my sister about Cherry?"
"What, no!"
"Jax, I'm not an idiot." I stepped in between the two of them. "I figured it out myself."
He looked between me and Juice, slowly calming down. "How much is mum's bail?"
"She doesn't want bail." I explained with a sigh. "I don't know why, so don't ask. I'm just here to help." when I saw him open his mouth to protest I covered it with my hand. "Don't speak. Don't even think. Or I'll tell the guys some embarrasing stories... of the fairy kind." I warned with a knowing look.
He stepped back, hands up in surrender as he turned to stand with Kip by some oil drums.
I turned to Juice, grabbing his hand and pulling him over to the others. I felt him tense at first, I wasn't sure if it was because he didn't expect me to grab his hand or because Jax was there, but he relaxed and stood by me anyway.
Jax lifted the lid of one of the drums, which was weird considering drums don't have lids... not like that anyway. But when I saw what was inside, I knew why they were the way they were. Guns. Ak-47s to be exact.
Reaching down to the ground, Jax grabbed a roll of garbage bags and duct tape. "Wrap them up." was all he said before we got to work.
I shoved a gun into a bag and started taping it up, making sure it was secure and covered. I looked over at Juice, seeing him work away. Kip was on my other side doing the same. Jax was pulling the guns out and lying them on top of the drums for us.
Bobby and Chibs walked in, headed right for Jax. "Well, the Niners do not want the AKs." Bobby sighed.
Jax stopped what he was doing, turning to the guys. "What?"
"Nobady's gonna touch them. Not after what went down this morning." Chibs added.
"Oh, man." Jax sighed, moving to one of the roller-doors. "Well, we'll worry about a buyer later. Right now..." he pulled the door up, revealing the septic guy and truck on the driveway as he worked. "It's all about the shit."
My eyes went wide. "You mean?"
Jax nodded. "That's how we're getting the guns outta here."
Bobby, Jax and Chibs walked off, talking about how they were going to deal with getting buyers, leaving Kip, Juice and I to finish of wrapping the guns. I looked over at Half-Sack, seeing him distracted by something. But I didn't bother asking, I was busy wondering how they were going to get the guns back.
I felt an elbow nudge me. I turned to Juice, seeing him look over at me as he worked. "Yes, Juicy." I smirked.
He grinned, and once again I felt myself melting. "Embarrassing stories?"
I laughed. "Yeah. But I can't share. They'd lose their power then." I shrugged, finishing another gun.
"Half-Sack!" one of the guys called from outside.
"I'll be back." Kip nodded before running towards the voice that called him, leaving me and Juice alone.
I rested my hand on Juice's cut, fiddling with it a little. "So Juice..." he grinned as I looked up at him, his thoughts probably not so innocent at the moment. "You thought I was a sweet butt, huh?"
He swallowed hard, his grin gone. "I uh- I didn't mean it as an insult. I just meant... you know... that you're-"
I laughed, cutting him off. "Juice, I didn't take offense. How were you supposed to know I'm the VP's sister, and the President's step-daughter? Anyway, in my eyes, it's sort of a compliment. Right?" my hand continued to fiddle with his cut.
He nodded. "Exactly."
I hummed contently, the longer I fiddled with his cut and stayed this close to him the more drawn in I felt. "Though if I was a sweet butt, would a guy like you be interested?"
"You're Jax's sis-"
I shook my head. "Juice, just answer the queston." I smiled sweetly, looking into his eyes, seeing him search my face.
There was something growing in his eyes, like a desire, or curiosity, maybe even both. I could tell the closeness was getting to him too. He moved closer, in a way that now had me against the drums with him in front of me. His hands came to rest on my waist and I was glad that today I decided not to wear a cropped top. If he had touched my bare skin I don't think any power in the world would be able to stop me from jumping him then and there.
"So, Juice, you think a girl like me would have a chance with a guy like you?" I asked, my voice becoming heavy.
To answer he began to lean forward, but wasn't fast enough.
"Hey, Juice. The guys need- oh! Sorry." Half-Sack froze at the sight of Juice and I. Me pressed against the drums with Juice so close our chests were touching, his hands on my waist, lips mere inches apart. "I didn't mean... I'll just-"
Juice reluctantly stepped back. "I better go." he mumble, walking off.
I was suddenly aware of my heart thumping in my chest. I sighed, turning around and grabbing another gun, getting back to work. What the hell just happened? I thought to myself. I knew I was a flirt, and had the tendency to go after bad boys, but I have never been like this.
"Scarlett-"
I raised my hand, silencing Kip, knowing what he was about to say. "I swear to God, if you say a word to anyone, our friendship will be over and your life will go with it." I warned, not even looking up at him, being one hundred percent serious. "Understand?"
"Understood." he answered plainly, grabbing a gun.
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