Happy helped the brunette into her bed, the hospital had released her after her electrolyte levels finally rose. He was happy to be out of that place, hospitals weren't somewhere he enjoyed being. He avoided them at all costs, so now standing in her bedroom, he was able to breathe easy again. "You good?"
"Yeah." Noelle coughed and looked at the older man, she could see worry lines at the corners of his mouth as he watched her. "Thanks for this Hap, it's appreciated." She pulled her sheet over her and settled into the bed.
"Not a problem." He shuffled a few more times. "You got any beer?"
"Yeah, in the fridge, if there's not any in there try the fridge in the garage. It's the party reserve." She laughed and watched him walk out of the room. He had showed more concern over her well being, than her own father had done.
Happy grabbed a beer from the fridge and walked into the living room, finding Melody hanging upside down on the sofa. A pink bubble between her lips as they stared each other down. "We need to talk." He sat down on the sofa across from her and took a long pull from the ice cold beer.
"About what?" Melody righted herself as a wave of panic rushed over her, making a red blush rise in her neck.
"About the real reason why you're here. It sure ain't to build a fucking bond with Noelle. I hope that you'll change your mind about whatever shitty thing you plan to do to her. Or at least think twice about it, does she actually deserve what you plan to do to her?" He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees as the brunette realized her game was over before it even started.
"I'm here for Noelle, to start a relationship with her." The gorgeous brunette became instantly defensive over the man's accusations. "I don't really need to explain myself to you, I barely even know you."
"You barely even know her. I saw the fucking fear in your eyes when I mentioned her dad is a fucking Fed. I saw the panic in your eyes when I said we needed to talk. I know it's not my place to give you advice, that's what your parents should do. I doubt that they even give a fuck about what you do…" He raised his brows, daring the young woman to dispute anything he had just said. He was the master of picking up signals, little body movements, the way panic seemed to take over, causing a person to either pale or turn red. "I think you need to take my fucking advice Melody, you hurt Noelle's feelings and not only will you have to answer to her and her parents but you'll be fucking answering to me and Jax…"
"I'm here to get to know her better...my intentions are pure." She lied, her hands running up and down her denim clad thighs in an attempt to staunch the sweat. "I want to know her, I fucked up a few months ago when I just dipped out on her but now I'm ready to be serious about it." That wasn't a complete lie, they had a good communication going. Unfortunately she had disappeared on Noelle, without as much of a hint or anything. She just had shit going on in her life, shit she didn't even want to think about, let alone share with anyone else just yet. "Why do you even think I'm going to do something bad?"
"Because nothing ever good comes from a woman ever popping up unannounced...that's my experience."The bald biker sat back and crossed his arms as he brought his booted feet on to the coffee table. "You going to prove me wrong right Melody? I don't think you want the type of heat that comes from fucking over a Fed's kid and a biker's old lady."
"I'm just here to connect with my sister! My parents don't even know about it! I didn't tell them, I just left." Another lie, she was just turning them out today without a second thought. She was digging herself deeper and deeper. There was no way to come back from this shit, no way in hell.
"Alright." He finished off his beer and slowly stood up, making quick eye contact with the woman across from him. "I don't plan on letting up on your ass either, I'm going to be watching you like a fucking hawk…"
Jax sat at the head of the redwood table, his phone spinning on the table as he lost himself in his thoughts. The afternoon was brutal, lots of bloodshed, bloodshed he didn't think they needed but was necessary to protect the good of the club. He rubbed his tired eyes as his phone started to ring, bringing him back to reality as he recognized the number as Noelle's.
"Hey." Noelle's voice filled the room, she still sounded like shit. "I miss you Jackson."
"I miss you too Noe, how are you feelin' though? Are you at home?" He smiled to himself like an idiot, it was amazing what happened when the woman said as little as a simple greeting to him.
"Yeah, I'm home. I feel like death still. I just wanted to check on you babe." She let out a raspy, congested laugh.
"I'll be there in a few days, need to handle some more shit. You can always come out here though. I wouldn't mind sharing my bed with you Noe." Jax held up a hand as one of the prospects started to come into chapel. "Think about it, if you want to come out, just come out. You know where I'll be."
"Yeah, I'll come out there babe." She replied and Jax could picture the huge smile she was wearing right now. "I'll see you in a few hours."
SOA
Jax smiled as he watched Noelle walk into the clubhouse, Melody and Happy close behind her. Melody looked intrigued while Happy looked pissed off. He could properly assume, that the heavily tattooed man was upset with Melody. Happy could pick up on people like an expert and he like Jax probably sensed Melody was up to no good.
"Hey." Noelle pulled Jax into a hug, his arms wrapped tight around her shoulders as he rocked them side to side. "I hope it's okay that I brought her."
"Yeah, it's fine, she'll love it here I'm sure." The blond looked down at his girlfriend before leaning down to give her lips a quick kiss. "They'll be fine, let's head to the apartment and nap. I could use some cuddling babe."
"I could go for a nap, not like it's something I need. I have a shit load of homework to do while I'm out of class. I really didn't need to get sick like this." She let him direct her towards the back dorms and into his apartment.
"Shh, we can talk about that shit later but for now let's just lay together and nap. I just need some peace in my life to get my mind to fucking settle." He pulled off his sneakers and shirts before dropping onto the bed and pulling his lady down with him. "I'll help you get your shit done later, I have some intelligence on criminal law."
Melody laughed as she sat between Juice and Half Sack, the two Sons had taken an instant liking to the the teenager. Her laugh and antics had them rolling as they pounded back shot after shot, and so far she was keeping up with them. "This is so fucking fun!"
"Hell yeah!" Juice laughed as he poured them each three more shots, he normally stayed away from heavy drinking, opting to nurse a beer but when Melody threw down the challenge, he swiftly accepted it. "You're from where?"
"Vegas." The brunette smiled before tossing back another shot and chasing it with a sip of root beer soda. Vodka and root beer were her favorite combination. "You?"
"Queens." He smiled as Half Sack bowed out of the game and stumbled away from the pair. "You're legal right? I'm not contributing to your delinquency?"
"I'm almost nineteen, don't even worry. I've done worse with way older men." She leaned into him, her lips almost touching his before she quickly moved away and grabbed another shot of vodka. There was no denying the attraction she was feeling towards this goofy smiled man next to her. "What else is there to do here?"
"I can take you up to the roof if you promise you won't fall off." Juice stood and held out a large hand and she placed her smaller hand in his and let him lead her towards the roof.
"You always take drunk girls to the roof Juice?" She watched as he pulled the ladder down and started to climb up before leaning back down and offering her a hand.
"Nope, you're the first. Usually I take girls back to my room and fuck." He mentally slapped himself for saying such a dumb comment. "I don't think you are like that though."
"Nah, I would have been down...all you had to do was ask." She took the seat next to him and rested her hand on his thigh and smiled. "I like your hair."
"I like yours, it's long and dark. I'm a sucker for a gorgeous brunette." He leaned over and grabbed her face before he knew it they were kissing. Their tongues mashing against each other as he gripped her hair softly.
Melody pulled away and smiled, her eyes were still closed and she could feel his touch on her head again. "That was really good." She placed her hands back on his jean covered thighs and squeezed softly. "You ever fuck someone up here?"
"Not yet." He smiled at her and grabbed her wrists. "I don't think we should, we've both been drinking...a lot. It wouldn't be right."
"It's fine...we can do it some other time." The beauty shrugged and held his hands as she attempted to get him to calm down. "You really can relax, I won't take advantage of you Juice...honest!"
"I trust you..." Juice freed a hand and ran it over his head. The sexual tension between the pair had increased by ten fold. "We should hangout, like outside of the club."
"I'm down for it...I think that'll be fun." She leaned forward and kissed him. "Really fun." She stood up uneasily on her feet and let out a raspy giggle. "You're right, I'm too fucked up to have sex...you're a good dude."
"Thanks." He helped her down the ladder before climbing down himself. He closed the ladder and was meeted with a dark glare from Noelle. "Hey Noelle."
"Oh, now you can talk to me. I'm really surprised your fingers aren't glued to your laptop." Noelle hissed and turned away from him, disappearing into Jax's room.
"Oh, what'd you do to Noe?" Melody smirked as Juice pulled her into his dorm room.
"I ignored her when she was trying to be my friend when she first came around here." He had ignored her but only because of the inappropriate thoughts he was having of her at the time. "Got me shit from Jax and Hap. Can't ignore the president's girlfriend, ever."
"So she's important around here?" Melody sat down on the bed and started undressing.
"Yeah, she's at Jax's side, we pretty much have to do what she tells us to do. She never has orders or anything,she's very calm and self sufficient." Juice smiled and stripped down to his boxer briefs. He had every intention to be a gentleman but once he watched her remove everything but her panties his resolve disappeared.
Jax wrapped the fluffy white towel around Noelle and smiled at the brunette. "I told you that shower would help babe."
Noelle scoffed. "We just spent the last hour fucking in that shower Jax...I can breathe better but now my legs are sore." She ran her hands through her boyfriend's soaked hair. "You're insatiable Teller."
"Says the little slut...you initiated all that babe." He backed her up against his desk and smirked. "That was all you darlin'."
"I wanted you...sick or not." She shrugged. "Let's go to sleep, if we go another round I'll fuckin' stroke out babe."
"Sounds good...you just going to go nude? Not that I'm complaining. Makes it easier for me in the morning Noe." He yanked the towel off her body and walked them to the bed. "Let's get some sleep."
SOA
Jax slinked out of his room, leaving Noelle peacefully sleeping. It was late morning and he had business to attend to. He wanted to talk to Marcus about his visit to the hospital and the way he terrified his girlfriend. "Hap, you ride with me." He tapped his brother on the shoulder.
Happy nodded and rose slowly from his seat at the bar where he was having his morning coffee. "Alright Prez, where to?"
"Alvarez, need to talk to him." Jax looked around the space, his eyes landing on his mom and Tara who were in the corner talking. "I gotta find a way to get rid of Tara..."
"She'll eventually get the hint..." Happy followed the younger man out of the clubhouse and towards the line of bikes. "You get a shady feeling from Melody?"
The blond nodded slowly. "I think she's up to some shit. I got my eyes on her though, no one is going to hurt my lady...especially a brat from Nevada who's bent out of shape about not being adopted by rich parents."
"Noelle's dad is an asshole though, you met him right?" Happy strapped on his helmet before climbing onto his bike.
"Yeah, I don't like the way he treats Noelle but I can't say shit. That's her dad at the end of the day." Jax climbed on this bike and started it up before slowly pulling off the lot with Happy at his side.
The ride to the Mayans warehouse was short. They parked their bikes and were greeted out the door by poor mannered Mayans enforcers. "What're you here for?"
"To talk to Marcus." Jax looked at the man, his voice full of venom. "I got some important shit to talk to him about." He followed the guy into the warehouse and over to where Marcus was sitting, a brunette on his lap.
"Marcus." He sat down across from the man while Happy stood behind him. "I think you know why I'm here." He crossed his arms and stared at the dark haired man.
"This about that piece of ass that I visited in the hospital? You don't seem like the type to mix races." Marcus chuckled and stared at the young man. "What is she? She's not a Latina that's for sure."
"It doesn't fucking matter." Jax smacked the table top. "We don't fucking talk to old ladies! How the fuck would you feel if I went to visit your lady?"
"I was interested because of her last name." Marcus smirked and knocked his knuckles against the table. "Montague is a unique last name, I had a Fed looking into my club a few months back, Chris Montague."
The biker scoffed, of course this shit would lead to something serious as a federal investigation. "So, you went to go scare my lady because of a fucking last name? That's grimey even for you!"
"So the bitch is the fed's daughter. You're bedding a fed's daughter. No wonder why you're not getting any type of heat on your club Teller." Marcus stood up and looked down at him.
"Don't talk about my lady like that... She has a name, you better fucking use it. I got ATF sniffing my club's ass, that's more heat then I need!" He stood up and moved toe to toe with Marcus. "Her name is Noelle, next time you speak about her, be fucking respectful...your beef is with her father not her. You go near her and I'll have to hurt you."
"I got it, you can calm down." Marcus sat back down. "I'll keep my distance away from Noelle..." He smirked and cut his eyes towards Happy. "You didn't have to bring this man, ain't nothing was going sideways here Teller."
"He's here to observe, plus he's protective of Noelle. You hurt her, you're dealing with me and the killa." Jax smirked. "Have a good day Marcus."
Gemma glared at the two brunettes sitting on the pool table, as if Noelle wasn't enough, she went and brought her sister in the mix. A teenage girl who was bound to wreak havoc on the clubhouse. "Like we needed two more illegal sluts around here."
"What does he see in her?" Tara glared at the brunettes. The younger one was singing and laughing while Juice made googly eyes at her. "She's not anything spectacular."
"She's nothing special...she's just young and eager to please." She watched as her son stepped in front of Noelle. "She's no good for this club, she's a distraction... He's caught up in her...I'm going to need you to push up on him."
Tara nodded and smiled, she was all for pushing up on Jax. She wanted nothing more than to be in his arms. The fact he was over her made her chest hurt, she didn't think for a moment that he would ever move on. "I'll do it...I know I can seduce him."
Gemma smirked, Tara was all too eager to do it. She wasn't asking her to push up on Jax to see his reaction, she was asking her to do it to see how Noelle would react. She wanted to see how about her son the college coed was.