Hey guys! I'm baaaaaaaaaack! So I probably won't make this story that much longer, but I'm not sure yet. I am bringing in more of the Sons in this chapter, I know I haven't included them into the story much yet. well, here you are! The newest installment in the Jax/Trix story! Enjoy!
Once the two lovebirds had gotten dressed, and were headed out to the main part of the clubhouse, they ran into Half-Sack, who had gotten patched in two days ago. He smiled at them, and shook his head. Trix looked at Jax curiously, and Jax just shrugged. When they got to the main part of the clubhouse, everyone was sitting around, and true to Son's history, they all let out catcalls, and whistles when Jax and Trix walked into the room, prompting Trix to flip them all off. Chibs and Juice walked up and whisked Trix away, leaving Jax standing there confused. Gemma and Clay walked up to him, and Gemma laughed at the look on his face. "Don't look so confused, baby." She said, causing Jax to turn and look at her. "What was the emergency, ma?" He asked, already knowing what her answer was going to be. Gemma smiled at him, and cocked her head to the side. "What emergency?" She said, before walking away. Clay laughed at the murderous look on his face. "Your mom is the queen of cockblocking, kid. You'll have to get used to it, if you expect to be sleeping in the same bed as Trix in this clubhouse. Anyway, I'm calling church, so be ready." Jax nodded at Clay, wondering why the old man would be calling church at 1 pm on a saturday. That didn't bode well.
On the other side of the clubhouse, Gemma walked up to Trix, who had gotten roped into playing pool with Chibs. "How did this happen?" She asked, looking at the group of people laughing around the pool table. Trix looked up at Gemma, and she was struck but the stark happiness in Trix's face. "I don't really know. One second I'm standing next to your son, and then these jackasses pulled me away from him, without even letting me say goodbye!" Juice and Chibs boo-ed her. "You see him all the time lass! It won't kill ya to be apart from him for a couple minutes!" Chibs yelled at her, laughing when Trix threw her towel at his head. Juice clapped Chibs on the back, laughing as well before saying "It's different now, our brave and beautiful Trix had fallen in the clutches of the Teller boy!" Trix rolled her eyes, and shook her head. "Hey Juice?" Trix said. "Sup legs?" Trix rolled her eyes again at the nickname. "Shut the fuck up." She said, groaning when they just laughed at her again.
Over at the bar, Jax was sitting with Half-Sack, Tig, Opie, and Clay. "Looks like they are riling up your girl over there, brother." Opie said to Jax, who looked up in time to see Trix smack Juice upside the head. He laughed. "If anyone could do it, it'd be those two." He said, watching the way Trix bent over the table to take her shot. He looked over at Tig when he groaned. "God Jax. You are one lucky sonofabitch." Jax hit Tig, causing all the men to laugh. "Keep your paws off my woman, Tig." Jax stated, making him smirk and hold up his hands. "Hands are off, brother. Can't make any promises about my thoughts though." Clay laughed. "As fun as this is," He said, standing up. "CHURCH, boys!" He yelled, making sure to be loud enough to get everyone's attention, even the trio standing at the table. "Including you, Baby-girl." He said, looking at Trix, who nodded and then walked over to the stool at the end of the table to grab her cut and slide it on, knowing the rules of church.
Once he had his entire club around him, Clay sighed. "So, we all knew this day was coming, and I have to say, I'm not as sad as I thought I'd be." Jax and Trix looked confused, whereas everyone else smiled knowingly. Trix figured it out first, and smiled, knowing that things were about to be alright. Clay turned to Jax. "This is me stepping down, VP. You're the new president of SAMCRO. Should you choose to accept, that is." Jax looked around, and saw everyone looking at him encouragingly. His eyes landed on Trix, who he was quickly realizing was the reason for everything he did, and saw the pride and love shining in her eyes as she met his gaze. She nodded, and Jax took one last looka round, and made eye contact with Bobby, who hadn't said anything to him since he and Trix had come out of the room this morning. Bobby looked at Jax, then looked at his little girl, then nodded at him. Jax looked at Clay. "I accept."
Out in the clubhouse, Wendy strolled in, trying her best to look meek. Donna had been sitting at the bar with Gemma, Cherry (Who, she figured out, was Half-Sack's old lady), Luanne, who was also an old lady, and Lyla, who apparently, Tig was holding pretty close. Gemma looked up, and sighed. Wendy spotted the females at the bar, and walked over to them. "Hey Gemma." She said. All the females looked at her. She looked around and saw the rest of the females, and realized that there was about to be a big blowout party, and she wanted to be a part of it. She figured out that the boys were in church, and she wondered if that bitch was in there with them. Gemma shook her head at the crow eater. "What do you want, Wendy?" Wendy realized that she had to get right with these females in order to put her plan in motion. "I wanted to apologize for the scene I caused last week." Wendy said, trying her best to sound remorseful. Gemma scoffed, and put on what everyone called her 'Queen face'. 'Might as well make my last act as queen worth it.' She thought, chuckling internally. "I'M not the one you need to be apologizing to, Wendy. And you know it. You didn't disrespect me in my own house." Wendy nodded. "Mind if I wait here, and apologize to who I need to apologize too?" Gemma shook her head again. "You go right ahead. I can't guarantee that she'll be open to it, but by all means. They're in church." Wendy nodded, and then Gemma pointedly stared at her until she dropped her head and went to sit with the other croweaters. Donna looked from the blond woman, who was clearly spun out, back to Gemma. "Why would that crack whore need to be apologizing to my sister?" She asked, with barely concealed contempt lacing her voice. Gemma smiled. She liked this one, and hoped Opie would do right, and make her a proper old lady. Cherry was the one who answered. "On her second night in town, we threw Trix a welcome home party, and Wendy caused a scene by claiming Jax when Trix went over to talk to him. I think Wendy thought that she was another croweater, and wanted to stake her claim." Donna raised one of her eyebrows. "Speaking as someone who knows biker clubs, the pussy doesn't claim the biker, its the other way around." Cherry, Lyla, and Luanne all nodded. "Exactly." Cherry said. "Which is why Trix had to put a beating on her. She even gave Wendy an out, but Wendy was just too damn stubborn." Donna laughed. Knowing her best friend, she was surprised Wendy was up and around. The church doors opened, and everyone filed out, whooping and hollering. Opie stood on a table and yelled, getting everyone's attention in the room. "Ladies! May I present, the new President of SAMCRO, Jax Teller!" With that statement, the entire clubhouse broke into cheers, and people swarmed Jax, clapping him on the back, and congratulating him. Trix looked over at Donna who smirked and raised her drink in salute. Trix laughed, and saluted her back. Once the commotion died down, everyone was still focused on the group of men in the middle of the clubhouse, and everyone watched as Jax walked through all the sons gathered around him and pulled Trix in close, attaching his mouth to hers. Everyone started cheering again, and Trix laughed against Jax's mouth. She pushed him back towards his boys and said "Let's celebrate!"
Once the music was blasting, and everyone had alcohol in their systems, Trix and Donna commandeered the pool table and were working their way through the sons, one team at a time. So far they had beaten Juice and Chibs, and Half-Sack and Tig. Clay and Bobby stepped up next. Trix smirked. "You sure you wanna play against me, Dad?" She asked, looking at Bobby, who started laughing. "Baby-girl, I taught you everything you know about pool." Clay chimed in next and said "And whatever he forgot, I taught you. We can take you guys." Trix looked at Donna, who shrugged. Trix looked back at the two men she had idolized her whole life and laughed. "Bring it." Word spread quickly that the foursome were playing, and soon there was a crowd surrounding the pool table, and everyone was betting. "I got 50 bucks on Trix and D!" Yelled Half-Sack, who had his arms around Cherry. "I'll take that bet Lad! There ain't no way those two are gonna take down Elvis and Clay!" Chibs yelled back, causing everyone to laugh. Donna bent over and picked up the triangle, and everyone laughed when Opie groaned. Jax slapped him on the back and shook his head. "I feel your pain, brother." Donna threw the triangle at Clay, who caught it, and she smirked. "Rack em up, old man." She said, causing Clay to laugh again. "Old man?" He said. "We'll see about all that." Trix walked over and broke, watching two solids sink in the first shot. "Females are solids, boys." She announced, and Jax and Opie laughed remembering when she said that exact line to them. Clay took his shot next, and sank three balls before he missed. Donna stepped up, and Trix smirked. As good as she was at pool, Donna was her secret weapon. Donna proved her worth by sinking all but two solids before finally missing. "Holy shit!" Cherry yelled. "You show em girls! Females are for more than sex!" She yelled, causing everyone to laugh when Juice yelled back "Not usually, baby, but we'll see!" Half-Sack threw his empty bottle at him, yelling "Watch what you say to my woman, Juice!" and Juice barely ducked, laughing too hard to pull it off smoothly.
Over at the bar, there was a mix of emotions going on. Gemma and Luanne sat at the bar watching the group of people with pride and love. Gemma was happy to see her family getting along, and she couldn't remember the last time Jax and the Sons had been this carefree. Luanne was watching the group, feeling a little melancholy that Big Otto still had a couple weeks left in prison. Down at the other end of the bar, Wendy was watching the game of pool in disgust. She couldn't believe that Ariel (She refused to call her Trix) was Jax's old lady, and had all the attention of all the other sons as well. 'Fucking slut.' She thought. 'Isn't happy with just one of them, she has to have them all.' Back at the table, Trix was laughing too hard to do anything, having just watched Bobby miss an easy shot. Jax was watching her with a smile, reveling in her laughter. Bobby threw the pool chalk at her, and said "Watch it baby girl. You may be my daughter, but that don't mean you can laugh at me!" Which, of course just made her laugh that much harder. She finally sobered up, and took her turn, sinking the last two solids, but missing the 8 ball. Clay stepped up, and sank the rest of the stripes, but also missed on the 8 ball. At this time, everyone was holding their breaths, watching Donna step up and line her shot up carefully. She bounced the cue ball off of the far right corner, and tapped the 8 ball in, winning the game for the girls. The clubhouse erupted into applause, and Chibs paid Half-Sack, grumbling the whole time.
Trix and Donna walked over to the bar to get a celebratory drink, paid for by Elvis and Clay, and Jax and Opie stepped up. "Ready for our rematch?" Opie asked looking at the two females. Trix look over at Jax, who was smirking at her. "So eager to lose again, boys?" Donna asked, making everyone around them tune in. Jax laughed. "We'll see." Trix laughed and nodded "Sure. Just let us finish our drinks first." And with that, they turned back to the bar. Trix felt someone step up behind her, so she turned around with a smile, but it quickly fell off her face when she saw who was standing there. "Hey croweater." She said, not even bothering to hide her disgust for the woman. Wendy bit her tongue knowing that if she said anything, It wouldn't end well. "I wanted to apologize for the scene I caused, and any disrespect that I showed you." Trix studied the bottle blonde woman, and looked at Donna, who had one eyebrow raised. Donna caught Trix's gaze and shrugged. "Fine. But let me make one thing clear." Trix said, getting off her barstool and into Wendy's face. "Stay away from Jax, and Opie, and any other son who is currently attached, got it?" Wendy nodded, and Trix turned away from her and got back on her stool.
Across the room, Jax and Opie had watched the interaction go down, and were shocked at Trix's self control. All of a sudden, Jax found his lap full of one of the Cara Cara actresses. Ima knew that Jax's old lady was at the bar, but she figured she could easily make him stray from her. "Hey baby." She said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Why haven't you been paying any attention to me?" Jax was shocked, and knew he had to get her out of his lap before Trix did something. "Darlin'" He started, but before he could say anything else, Ima was dragged from his lap by her hair. Jax sat there and watched Trix drag her to the middle of the room, then throw her down. Trix looked down at the slut she had just dragged off Jax's lap and shook her head. "I don't know what the fuck is wrong with you, but you must be really fucking stupid. Why exactly, were you sitting on my man's lap?" She snapped, waiting a beat before deciding that she didn't give a shit as to the reason. Trix backed off and took of her cut. "Stand up." She got impatient when Ima didn't do anything and snapped at her. "I said, get the fuck up, bitch!" Everyone watched as Ima scrambled to her feet, and Trix didn't even let her prepare before she let loose with a right hook that knocked that porn star right back on her ass. Opie winced when he heard her nose break, and looked over at Jax, who was sitting there watching Trix with pride in his eyes. Once Trix was sure Ima was staying down, she walked up to her, and spoke slowly, as though she was talking to a child, and loud enough so everyone heard her. "Stay. Away. From. Jackson. Teller. Got it, Slut?" She waited until Ima nodded, and then she stood up and looked around, making eye contact with every piece of available pussy, waiting till each one nodded before looking to the next. Once she was satisfied that everyone got the message, she drove home her point by walking up to Jax, and attaching her mouth to his, kissing him long and hard, before pulling him towards the dorms. Ima realized that she had lost that round, so she stalked out of the clubhouse. no one noticed Wendy follow her. Clay looked over at Bobby after Trix and Jax disappeared down the hallway. "You ok with that, Elvis?" Bobby looked at Clay and nodded. "If anyone could protect my little girl, its that man. And besides," He said, turning back to the bar. "She told me almost ten years ago that Jax Teller would be hers." The both laughed, and everyone carried on their night.
Outside, Wendy and Ima were talking. "How would you get rid of her?" Ima asked Wendy, after she assured the porn star that Jax would be unattached soon. Wendy chuckled darkly. "Let me worry about that. After she's gone, we trade off on Jax. You get him one weekend, I'll take the next." Wendy held out her hand, and Ima stared at it for a minute, thinking about Trix before finally shaking it. "Make sure it's painful." She said, and her and Wendy parted ways.
There it is! This is the longest chapter I've written yet, but I was just having so much fun with it! Remember to let me know what you think! we are reaching the end of this story, guys. Thanks for sticking with me. :]