Say You Love Me

Chapter 10

I wonder if all the guys had their own bedrooms at the clubhouse. It was about 3 am before the party had died down and Jax said we didn't have to worry about going back home because we could just crash in his bedroom upstairs.

"Excuse the mess Darlin' I barely have time to clean up in here." Jax told me as he plopped down on his bed after he took his shirt and shoes off.

"It's like a frat house in this place," I told his as I grabbed the shirt he was just wearing and started taking my clothes off to throw it on.

"That pretty much sums up the entire thing. We are a family and everyone has a role. You'll see. Tomorrow morning after everyone gets up, the chaos from tonight will get cleaned up and it goes back to normal until the next party."

"I love it, I've never had that 'family' feeling really. It's awesome that you guys have that. I want that Jackson."

"I know you do, Babe. Don't worry, the club is here for whatever you need. You are part of my family."

"Is that you or the alcohol talking?"

"It's me talking. I'm a little bit tipsy but it's still me," Jax said laughing at me as he laid down and motioned for me to get in bed with him.

As I hoped in bed with Jackson, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck.

"Half Irish huh? You know you could have told me about that Shay?"

"Would it have mattered?"

"No it doesn't matter to me. I want you by my side regardless."

"Isn't there already a club rule about blacks being a part of the club? Does that matter to you?"

"You are beautiful just the way you are. I wouldn't change a single thing about you…" he sighed then continued.

"Yes there is a rule about blacks joining the club but it was created a long time ago and times have changed. Plus it doesn't even apply to old ladies and if it did…well there's already enough rule breaking going on anyway so who gives a shit?"

"I didn't know I qualified as an Old Lady," I said smiling.

"Darlin' you sort of scared off all the croweaters away from me so yeah you do qualify."

"Had to let the bitches know somehow. I really wasn't going to chop her head off. It was a figure of speech!"

"And the 'cutting your tits' off bit?"

"Oh, that probably wouldn't have been that hard to do, right?" I asked him seriously. Jackson looked at my face and started laughing at me again; he turned on his back and pulled me into his side.

"I love you Shay but I think I'm rubbing off on you."

"It's okay I don't mind….and I love you too Jackson Teller." I told him as I kissed him. Jackson deepened the kiss and proceeded to prove to me just how much he loved he as he rolled on top of me.

Jackson and I woke up to the sound of knocking on his door. Ugh, too much vodka. I thought as I cracked my eyes open, already feeling the headache coming on already.

"What is it?" Jax yelled out.

"It's Tigg, up and at em Jax. Clay needs everyone in the chapel in five minutes."

"Fuck! Alright I'm coming."

"You don't get to sleep in often while you stay here do you?" I asked Jax.

"Nope, not really Darlin'. Especially now with Clay on a warpath it's getting fucking insane," he explained to me as he got up and threw on a wife beater.

"I hope it gets better. Let me know if you need anything. I think I'm going to straighten myself up and go find Gemma."

"There's coffee in the kitchen downstairs, and medicine for your head on the dresser. I'll meet you when all this is done."

"Kay Babe." Jax kissed me on the cheek and headed downstairs.

I got up, grabbed my purse from the floor and ran to the bathroom that was attached to his room. I immediately and went for the mouthwash that was on the corner of the sink. Pulled out my brush, threw my hair up, and put some deodorant on. I grabbed my leggings from the side of the bed put them on, popped two pills from the dresser and then I headed downstairs to grab coffee.

"Morning Sweetheart," I heard Gemma say as I walked into the kitchen.

"Morning Gem, thank God for coffee," as I poured myself a cup and sat down next to her. I took a look around the clubhouse to take in the damage that was done last night.

"Jesus Gemma, do you want help cleaning up this mess?"

"I'm not cleaning this mess up and neither are you."

"Who cleans it up then? The naked women laying across the pool tables?"

"Yeah. That's what croweaters and sweetbutts do around here when they don't have a cock in their mouths. That how they help out the club by doing shit like that."

"Oh okay. That makes sense." Gemma and I sat at the table just talking about random stuff. She answered any questions that I had about the club that came up as we were talking. The chapel doors swung open with a bang. All the guys looked worried and pissed. I looked at Gemma to see what was wrong. She stood up, told me to follow her as we headed straight for Jax and Clay who were still at the table.

"What going on?" Gemma asked Clay and Jackson.

"Bullshit gun charges that's what. Warrants for our arrest were issued early this morning. Unser called to give me a heads up. Sheriffs and ATF are on their way to pick us all up as we speak. We already gave the lawyer a call. He said that as long as we keep our mouths shut, we'd be out in a few weeks because of some bullshit technicality if the judge denies any of us bail. I made another call and insured protection for all of us while we are inside so everything is already taken care of. Don't worry your pretty little head about it, Gem," Clay said.

"Shit!" was all Gemma could say. I stood their quietly listening to what was going gone. I had been looking at Jackson the whole time, while he was looking at Clay with a look of hatred as he explained everything. I don't know when my mom was getting back in town toady. She might be on duty when they come to take Jax away. I cleared my throat at that thought and that's when Jax finally looked at me.

"Fucking Christ! I have to get you home. We gotta get you out of here." Jax told me suddenly alarmed.

"Are you serious right now? I'm not going anywhere. You are about to be off to jail for God knows how long, I'm not leaving this damn clubhouse until you're in cuffs and I have too." I told him standing firm.

"No, you are not staying! I don't need the extra shit from your mom asking questions about why you are even here! I don't need a statutory rape charge along with this other bullshit, Shay!"

"I AM NOT LEAVING THIS DAMN CLUBHOUSE! FUCK HER! It's none of her business. There's no way she could find out that what we have been doing unless someone tells her, which won't happen because the only people who know my age are in this room. The only other thing she could do is take me to get a pelvic exam, which she can't force me to do! I looked it up! I'm not fucking stupid Jackson! I don't have to submit to one of those if I don't want to! There are no marks on me from last night! There aren't any on you! I AM NOT LEAVING!" I yelled him.

"FUCK!" Jax yelled as he stood up and kicked a chair. I looked up to Gemma for help. I don't want to leave. Please don't make me leave.

"Jackson, she has a point. We could say that she came over to meet me for breakfast or something and got some food or other shit on her shirt and this one was the only one we could find for her to change into. There's not even a guarantee that Brenda will be out there with the ATF anyway. It'll be fine son," Gemma told him. Jackson looked like he was still deliberating about what to do when Chibbs yelled,

"ATF ARE PULLING IN! LET'S GO BOYS!"

Clay stood up, took Gemma's hand and looked at me.

"You proved me wrong. I thought for sure that you'd turn tail and run as soon as some shit landed on our front doorstep with your parents doing what they do. Way to go kid," he told me with a kiss on my forehead Clay led Gemma outside. When we were out of hearing range I tried to talk to Jackson.

"Jax…"

He turned around, pushing me into the wall with his body, as he kissed me angrily. I knew he was angry with me, because I wanted to stay, I could tell as I kissed him back with as much as I could. We pulled apart to catch our breaths, when he spoke to me.

"The next time I tell you to go…." I cut him off.

"I STAY BY YOUR SIDE! There's no bullets flying and I am perfectly safe in this situation. I am not leaving you, Teller!"

"Damn it Shay, an Old Lady is suppose to do what they are told!" he told me, still pissy.

"Yeah well, an Old Lady has a crow as well and since I don't have one yet…"I said as I tried to lead him outside with the others. Jackson cut me off.

"You have no idea how much I want to bend you over right now and fuck some of that disobedience out of you!" as he grabbed me and wrapped his arms around me.

"Comes with the territory, Babe. You let the thought of that motivate you to get your ass back home to me as soon as possible" I told him as we walked outside. Jackson was by my side holding my hand as we stood by the others and waited for the shit to get started. Five different sheriff department cars pulled in along with a van and five ATF cars.

Christ I heard Clay say. All of the officers got out of their cars and approached the guys. A skinny lady with shoulder length sandy blonde hair was the first to speak.

"Clay, Jackson, Bobby, Chibbs, Happy, Juice, Opie, and Tig, we have warrants for your arrests for federal weapons charges," she said with a smirk.

"Yeah Yeah Stahl, we know the drill," Chibbs said as everyone started to say their good byes.

"Round them up boys," Stahl told her agents.

My grip on Jackson's hand got even tighter.

"What do you want me to do, Jackson?"

"Take care of the house, keep going to school like everything is normal, I'll be out in no time," he told me as he turned around so that he could be handcuffed.

"Why do you look like you don't believe what you just said?"

"Because shit wasn't suppose to go down like this," he told me as each of the guys was being read their rights. None of them were really paying any attention because I assumed this had happened before. Everyone was just focusing on saying goodbye. I started getting teary eyed.

"What did I tell you, Shay? No tears! Everything will be fine, I'll be out in no time."

"Promise me!?" I asked him

"I swear, babe. Everything will be alright."

"I love you, Jackson."

"I love you too, Shay," he told me as the officers starting pulling all of the club members to the van.

I grabbed Jax and kissed him hard and repeated that I loved him over and over again. I felt arms come and pull me away from him as I continued to try to hold on to Jax.

"You have to let go Shay," I heard Gemma say.

As I released Jackson, I felt my heart breaking. I leaned into Gemma and cried. As all the guys were being helped into the van, I didn't notice the set of eyes that belong to my mother frozen on me from her police car. As the van doors shut, I seemed to come to the realization that the only man I have ever loved was being taken away to jail and I needed to be strong for him. I pulled away from Gemma, and whipped my eyes with Jax's shirt. As the van began to pull off out of Teller Morrow, I saw Jax staring at me through the back window yelling at Gemma to take care of me. I didn't even realize that I was walking towards the van as it was driving away until hit the ground from the shock of being slapped… by no other person then my mother.

Fuck my life, I knew I couldn't be that lucky.

NOTE

Is it bad that I cried while I wrote that? I'm sure that being an Old Lady, watching your man being taken to jail is the worst feeling in the world. I couldn't even imagine going through something like that. The guys wont be gone long though. Don't worry!

- Ashley