Monday at school was interesting to say the least. Apparently Tara was popular in the boyfriend department. So when people found out she didn't have one anymore they swarmed her like she was a queen bee and they were her workers. It pissed me off. Made me want her more to, though.

I didn't even get to take her to school like I wanted to. Apparently she had to make up for some test and went extra early but I didn't see her bike when I got to school so I asked Opie and he said Donna picked her up and then went together.

I saw her in the hallway before our first class and she said she didn't bring her bike to school because she wanted to ride with me later. That alone had my blood pumping threw my veins.

It was lunch time now and I was hoping I got to see and talk to Tara. After all, this dating thing was so that we could get to know each other better, right?

When I spotted her, she was leaning against her locker with about 3 guys talking to her and that got my blood boiling. They were a pretty safe distance from her but I didn't care. They needed to be farther and I wasn't pussy. I could take all 3 of them if I wanted to, if I had to.

Walking over I didn't say a word, it was the perfect sneak attack. She saw me first and offered me a big smile I just held out my hand to her and, like I knew she would, she placed her small hand in my big one. I tugged her to my side and wrapped my arm around her shoulder and lead us away. I wasn't going to taunt the guys but when she wrapped her arm around my waist and linked our fingers with the hand that was dangling from her shoulder I just had to look back and wink at them.

Maybe just maybe I was Being to cocky but I didn't care. She wasn't officially mine but she would be. Sooner or later. Until then it was better to start sending the message that she's off limits now rather than when I would have to punch their face in later.

When we reached the cafeteria we shared a tray and just piled on stuff for the both of us then found the table our friends were sitting at.

"I gotta say for 2 people that say they aren't in a relationship. You sure act like it" Ah Wendy. The bold 'tell it how I see it' of the group. I've learned to dislike her quickly. She was an opportunist and I could already see how she was trying to use my brother as a way into a club he didn't even belong to. Thomas wasn't falling for it though. He made sure she knew her place in his life. She didn't like it and he didn't care. He was already looking for prospect number 2. In the mean time Tommy boy was keeping her on a fishing pole and only reeling her in when she was needed. It was the sad truth but a truth none the less.

"Well then its a good thing nobody asked you" Tara said from beside me and smiled sweetly at her. I chuckled from beside her and popped a fry into my mouth.

"Anyway" Tommy cut in and I gave him. Thankful nod "We were talking about throwing a party at the cabin this weekend. You guys down?"

"Jax and I have plans but we can go later"

I looked at her with raised eyebrows. This was the first I was hearing of any plans. She sent me a look that let me know she would explain later, I nodded and continued to eat.

The rest of the day was boring. I couldn't wait to get out of here with Tara on the back of my bike. Yeah, we had classes together but it wasn't the same as riding with her. When class let out I was waiting for her by her locker.

"Hey handsome" she quipped as she strutted toward me.

"Hey there. You ready to get out of here?" I kissed her plumped lips as she stood in front of me then grabbed her books and her hand.

"Yup. Where are you taking me?"

Looking down at her I raised my eyebrow "You said you had to study? I was just going to take you home?"

"I do but I want to hang out with you to" that put a smile on my face "Can you stay for a bit?" She asked and I nodded. Of course I would stay. She didn't need to ask but I'm glad she did , it proved that she wanted me around.

I helped her onto my bike before getting on myself and sped off to her house. When we arrived the house was empty. Something she told me was nothing new. Her brother and father where always out doing different things.

"What do you know about the club?" She suddenly asked me. That was a bit surprising, we never spoke about the club. Not really anyway.

"Umm, nothing. Why?" I didn't really. I chose not to stick my nose where it didn't belong.

"I want to tell you some stuff about them. Give you some insight on why it's so hard to talk about me leaving sometimes"

Nodding she leads me up to her bedroom and I take a seat on the bean bag she has by the window. I watch her as she looks in her closet and then under her bed. She stood back up with a photo album in her hands and a big smile.

"What's that?" I asked her as she sat down next to me and cuddle into my side. One of the reasons I liked this bean bag. She kissed my chin then opened the massive photo book and began her story.

"This was my dad back in Vietnam" She pointed to a picture of her father in his army uniform holding a gun and laughing with some of his buddies. She told me how they all met and how they fought and lost some friends but made it out before any of them lost their own lives.

"9 of them came home to charming" she explained "Which we now know as the first 9" the way she spoke of about them was as if they were her favorite rock band and had become legends. She went threw all 9 of them telling me each of their stories, it seemed like she memorized each person and each of their I was barley listening though, the sparkle in her eye had me incapable of looking anywhere but her face.

"That's funny I never realized you guys had the same last name" she said as she looked up at me for the first time since she started this story.

"What? Who?"

She smiled and shook her head "Have you been listening to anything I've been saying?"

I nodded "of course but I got distracted" I admitted and smirked "now who has the same last name as me?"

"My god father, JT. His name is John Teller" she said proudly but my whole body went Rigid. Impossible. My head started to spin and I didn't even know if I was breathing. Impossible, there was no way.

She nudged me and I looked at her "Look this is him and my dad" I looked down at the picture and my eyes bugged out. The proof was right in front of me but I just couldn't believe it. I jumped up so fast I knocked Tara off the bean bag. "What the hell,Jax" she shouted.

"Sorry" I stuttered and helped her up "you said JT was your God father?" I asked as I took the book from her and stated into the face of my father. I had his image ingrained into my head since the moment my mother told me he left us. Could he have been here all this time? Did my mother know? Or was this all a coincidence? Her marrying into the club my father had helped built had to be a coincidence right?

"Not was. Is." she said so strongly that I had to look at her. She sighed and sat down on her bed "my dad keeps trying to tell me that he died but I know better." I had so many emotions building inside of me, I couldn't even speak. "I think he's in Belfast with his daughter" she was oblivious to the fact that I forgot how to breathe. "I just can't see a reason as to why he would kill himself by running into a semi. He was happy. Was planning on bringing his daughter and wife here to the states." When she finally glanced my way again I guess she noticed something was up. I mean my hands were practically ripping the book in half. "What the hell is going on with you, Jackson?"

"When did you see him last?" I asked as she took the photo album from my hands.

"Like 7 years ago, why?" I ignored her and tried to think back to the last time I saw my father, I was about 5 and he was pushing me on a swing. Thomas was running around in the park and my father had a big smile on his face. The next morning he was gone with out a trace.

"I was just trying to figure out a time line" I tell her and rub my face. This is unbelievable. How could she have known my father longer than I have.

"Timeline?" She asked confused still not connecting the dots.

Finally I turned to her "Tara, Jt, Your God father." I took a deep breath and let it out loudly. "He's my father"

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait! I just started 2 jobs and I've been trying to work a schedule into everything I do, writing being one of them. Thank god For my iPhone! Writing in between jobs is how I managed to get this chapter up! Lol Sorry for any typos! And sorry for the cliffhanger! I stopped here cause I wanted to see what you guys think so far! So please leave a review! I'm writing the next chapter now as I sit on the train and head to job #2!

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