A/N- IF YOU LIKE THIS STORY, FEEL FREE TO CHECK OUT MY NEWEST ONE, ANGEL OF DEATH. AS ALWAYS I REALLY REALLY LIKE REVIEWS!
Two months. Teagan had been Jax's girl for two months today. She hadn't expected him to remember, especially considering that she had barely remembered herself, but he had, and they were celebrating by partying at the clubhouse. It wasn't glamorous, and Teagan suspected that the club would celebrate it being Saturday if some other occasion didn't come along. Still, it was nice Jax had noticed. He told her he had something for her, and as long as it wasn't a tattoo of a crow, she was looking forward to it. She cared about Jax, but she didn't know about a putting a permanent mark of that on her just yet.
She locked the door of the bakery, going out the back to take out the trash, like she always did. She threw the bag in the dumpster, when there were hands around her waist. These weren't the familiar strong hands of Jax, these were foreign, clutching much too tightly. She turned her head, trying to see who was behind her, but was thrown on the pavement hard before she could react. A large man jumped on top of her, wearing a ski mask, jeans and a black shirt. She opened her mouth to scream, and the guy shoved a handkerchief in her mouth. Holding her wrists in one hand, the masked man punched her across the face a few times leaving small cuts with the ring he was wearing, bringing his hand to his mouth in a 'Shh' gesture.
Teagan shook her head, trying to kick the attacker, but quickly realized it was in vain. The man was on a mission as he pushed her skirt up, pushing her panties to the side after pulling his jeans down just enough to pull out his throbbing excitement. Teagan screamed again, choking on the fabric in her mouth, and closed her eyes as the man entered her roughly. It seemed to go on for hours. When the man finally finished, he stood up, zipping his jeans and pulling the fabric out of Teagan's mouth, she tried to scream and he slapped her mouth, causing a trickle of blood to stream down the side of her mouth. The man ran off, and Teagan heard a car start and peel out. She stood up, straightening her skirt and shirt. They were both filthy now, the skirt ripped on one side. She wasn't sure what to do next. Nothing like this had happened to her before, so she decided to do what she had originally planned. She got in her car and drove to the SAMCRO clubhouse.
SOASOASOA
Teagan was over an hour late. Jax had tried calling her cell, but it went straight to voicemail. Opie reassured him that she probably got in the zone at the bakery and would be there soon. Jax was finishing his beer when the door to the clubhouse opened and Teagan walked in. She looked like hell. Her normally perfectly straight hair was all over the place. 'Sex hair.' She would call it after her and Jax were together. Her clothes and skin were filthy, there were cuts and blood on her face, and a trickle of blood going down one of her legs. The most disturbing thing was that she wasn't crying. One thing the club had learned from in the past few months was that Teagan always cried. Her eyes looked… almost dead as she stood in the doorway. She walked over to the bar, grabbing a bottle of whisky with only a few shots left, and chugging it.
Clay reached her first. "Chapel now." He ordered to the Sons. The MC went it to the meeting room, along with Gemma, who was not going to sit outside waiting and wondering.
Clay guided the stunned girl to a chair next to Jax, who took her hand, kissing it softly and whispering to her. "Baby, you're safe, what happened?"
Teagan still stared ahead, vaguely aware of Opie's hands on her shoulder, and Gemma brushing her hair down.
"T baby, we gotta know what happened so we can help you." Clay said, gentleness in his voice not often heard.
"I… was raped." She said quietly. "Behind the bakery. He wore a mask, didn't say anything."
The room erupted. Opie quite possibly broke his hand punching the wall behind him. Jax squeezed her hand, slamming the table with his others, and everyone was full of theories.
"It had to be the god damn Mayans." Chibs yelled.
"This has Nords all over it." Bobby countered.
"Zobel is the one who attacks old ladies, maybe he's back around." Opie offered.
The noise kept increasing, buzzing in Teagan's head like a swarm of bees. Jax had dropped her hand and jumped up, yelling loud enough to be heard over Juice. The noise was unbearable. "Jax." She said quietly, not heard over the arguing. "Opie…" She said slightly louder, still being ignored. She realized it wasn't working and took the whisky bottle she was still clutching and threw it at the wall, missing Tig's head by a few inches.
"SHUT UP! EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP! This didn't have anything to do with the fucking club! There was no message, no cut, nothing! This had nothing to do with you so everyone just shut the fuck up before my god damn head explodes!" Teagan screamed, and then jumped up, running out of the room and out of the clubhouse.
"God damn idiots. Every one of you." Gemma said walking out after her.
Gemma found Teagan sitting on the picnic table, smoking. She looked so tiny to Gemma, so fragile. Gemma sat next to her in silence for a minute, before speaking. "They act like that because they care about you."
"Yeah." Teagan said bluntly.
"We need to get you checked out. I can call Tara, ask her to meet us at your place, just you me and her."
"I can't…"
"But you can have that bastard's baby, or whatever disease he has?" Gemma demanded. "It's better than the hospital, Baby."
"Yeah, ok."
"I'll tell Jax to meet us there when they're done." Gemma told her.
"Oh God Gemma. Jax…" Teagan said quietly.
"Cares more about you than you know. This shit: just a bump in the road. My son falls hard. And he's fallen harder for you than any other piece of ass he's brought through those doors. You'll get through this with him." Gemma promised her. "Come on, let's go."
SOASOASOA
Tara was just about done with Teagan when Jax finally walked through the door. "Where is she?" Jax asked Gemma, sitting next to her.
"She's still with Tara, they should be almost done." Gemma told him. "You guys come up with anything?"
"Aside from killing every piece of trash in and around Charming, no." Jax said sighing. "Ma, I couldn't protect her. I'm supposed to protect her and I didn't! How do I fix this?"
"You fix it by being there for her. Help her heal. It's not going to be easy. Clay put a brick through my window when I was dealing with all my shit."
"Yeah, I remember." Jax said with a smile. "Think I should still give her this?" he asked, pulling a box from his pocket.
"You still care about her?" Gemma asked. Jax responded with an 'are you serious' look. "Then do it." Gemma and Jax looked up as Teagan walked out with Tara, giving her a hug and thanking her. Gemma hugged Teagan, and walked out with Tara, leaving Jax and Teagan alone.
"Baby…" Jax said, pulling her into his chest. Teagan stayed tucked in there for a few minutes, inhaling Jax's scent. "I have something for you darling." He said finally, sitting on the couch with her, pulling out a plain white box. "I know you aren't on board with getting a crow tat yet, but I still wanted everyone to know you're my old lady regardless."
Teagan opened the box, inside was a white gold bracelet, a crow outline on it. Teagan stared at it, biting her lip before looking up at Jax. "Jax…" She began.
"I love you T. I want everyone to know." Jax told her, putting the bracelet on her.
Teagan smiled and finally, the dam broke and the tears began to fall. Jax pulled her into his lap, holding her for hours, smoothing her hair and kissing her forehead, telling her that he was there, and that everything was going to be ok.
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