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JAX'S POV
We stopped at a gas station about one and a half hours away from Creed as a last chance to talk about it all. It seemed far away enough to be sure no connection to Creed was here. We had been staying off the highways as well taking less busy streets. It did take longer, but we had to make sure our visit would be a surprise.
So far there weren't any missed calls on my phone from Clay so he was either still out of it or Hap made sure he forgot what a cell phone is.
"So, as soon as we enter the city everyone will know we are here." Tig said rubbing his head. He had started his third cigarette of this break always lighting the next one up with the prior one.
"So we leave them outside of the city and walk in?" Juice asked and I knew he was feeling just as uncomfortable with that thought as me.
"It would make it a lot harder to flee as fast as possible. I can run fast but not for miles." Opie said what everyone was thinking.
"You guys did a lot of planning didn't ya? We need a van!" Bobby threw in. Our van would have even taken longer to get here, but he was right.
"I got the fake ID with me." Juice started. "We could go to the next town and rent one. Park our bikes there. I take it we only take care of Harley and leave the Nordics be so we can squeeze about two bikes in there afterwards so we can take it all back to Charming."
"Do that. Drive ahead to get the van, a few bikers getting one looks suspicious." I told him and he immediately jumped back on his bike.
I had this anxious feeling in my stomach. Adrenaline was starting to pump through my body again. It had gotten less since we started driving in Charming but now it started again. I had never thought more clearly in my life and my body was ready to jump into action. I couldn't wait to get Harley out of there. It had taken way to long for us to get to this point.
As the roar from Juices' bike vanished the group parted a little bit. I went to Tig to check in on him. He seemed nervous as fuck to be honest.
"You okay, man?" I asked him. The look I got proved that he still wanted to punch me again. But to my surprise he didn't do it.
"As okay as I can be. My usual first night out includes a party and a hooker or two. Not having to get my daughter out of such a mess."
"The party is simply delayed. Not canceled. I promise. We all are gonna need some relief after all this is over."
I knew I should have used another word than relief as soon as I saw the look on his face. Big mistake.
"I didn't mean it like that!"
"I sure hope so boy. When this is over...you gonna tell her why you weren't there to protect her?"
I knew something like this was gonna come. And I had thought about it. The thought of admitting my mistakes to Harley was scaring the shit out of me. A part of me kinda hoped that someone would do the job for me. Let something slip accidentally. But that would only make it worse. I don't know if it would hurt more or less to hear it from me, but at the end of the day the outcome would be the same. She would be hurt. I had to hurt her. I already did. She just didn't know yet.
"Of course." I answered the sergeant and he nodded.
"I can't say I am going to be excited about hearing my daughter cry so soon. I guess I gotta text Gemma to get some of this Bill and James ice cream."
"Ben and Jerrys."
"Anyway... As far as I know you are gonna be the first to break my daughters heart and I swear to god if she asks me to make you dissappear... I will boy."
"Break her heart? Tig come on, I know there is … something between Harley and me but it's not like she is in love with me."
The next look he gave me was a new version of giving someone a punch without physical contact. He had to be joking right? It wasn't that serious with Harley and me... But without saying another word he turned and walked towards his bike.
"I think Juice has put enough space between us." He said trying to get us all to jump on our bikes as well. "What are you waiting for?"
I was the first to move as well and was quickly followed by the rest of us.
As we drove down the street into the next town I could only think about one thing. Was Harley in love with me? Was I in love with her. The word had never crossed my mind again since Tara. I had sworn this to myself. It only causes problems.
Yes there was something between Harley and me, but it wasn't love. I knew what love was. I had felt it with Tara and the thing with Harley was nothing like what I had with Tara.
On the other hand it was nothing like my usual flings. Absolutely not. When I think back to the kiss in the photo booth... it had felt different than anything else before.
Maybe that's why I had to look at the pictures from this moment every single day. But it sure as hell wasn't love. I had felt love with Tara. The thing with Harley... it just was...different.
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HARLEYS POV
I had finally stopped crying like a baby in my moms bed. The scene was pathetic. I felt pathetic. I should have known he was only interested cause I was new in the picture. He was only mad at Juice cause he was a little boy who doesn't want to share his toys. Thank god I was only in crush town with Jax. Who knows how long I would be crying if I was actually in love with this little wanker. And I needed to concentrate tonight. I had to focus on getting out of here and not the stinging pain of a knife in my heart that I was feeling right now.
A slight knock in the closet was heard in my room so I got up as quiet as I could to walk into it.
"Are you okay?" I asked already worried to death.
"It's starting sooner than later." I heard Billie say and couldn't believe my ears. Was he serious? There were still hours to go until I was supposed to hear the knock.
"What? What's going on?" Starting so soon seemed blunt. There could be a few reasons but I had a feeling that doing something reckless like this had a very good one.
"Darby heard them talk about some dude coming tonight. Congratulation on the engagement by the way. Do I get an invitation in case we screw up?"
"If we screw up you will be dead idiot. That ass is coming tonight? Why? Why the rush?"
"I guess they are sick of babysitting us. Anyway be ready. It could start any minute now."
"Any minute?" I asked in a panicked whisper.
"Don't kill the messenger. I just got told on my way to the bathroom."
"Do you think you will be able to make it? Are you like... rested enough?"
"I am kinda hoping for an adrenalin rush." He confessed and I closed my eyes in a silent quick prayer. I kinda had a feeling it would take a miracle for us to get out of here. And when I got out... Where should I go?
"Are you going back to Charming?" I asked Billie cause the silence got too loud for my liking.
"Of course. We are. Aren't we?" When I didn't reply he kept asking. "We are Harley, Right?"
"No one came to look for me. Not even Jax who so gracefully tried to break your face. He's busy fucking around Charming."
"But what about your dad? Just because this little wanker is screwing around doesn't mean he doesn't care."
"I know it's just... How come they haven't found me yet?"
"They were looking everywhere they could go Harley. All of Charming was looking. But since you are legally of age and all that you didn't show up on the milk cartons. They are looking and caring for you Harley. You can't let that shit get to your head. Not now. We are going back to Charming. Together. Fact."
I didn't answer but went back to my bed and grabbed the letters under the mattress. As I looked at them there was a knock on my door. I looked at Billie and he was looking at his door. Then to me. It's happening. Now.
I quickly stuffed the letters into my bra and got up. I waited till Billie opened his door and whistled so I knew that I could open mine. I opened it slowly and saw Darby and Whistler looking at me and Billie showed up. I got out of the door and looked at the floor. In front of Billies Door lied one of the douchebags. He didn't move.
"You ready?" Darby asked and I nodded my head. Whistler went back and carried the dead body into my old room and I tasted bile in my mouth again.
He got out again and threw Darby a gun.
"Your old man taught you right?" he asked and I simply nodded not being able to speak.
"Good. The next ones are for you two. Now follow." And he started walking towards the stairs.
"What about checking this floor first?" I asked afraid of being attacked from the back.
"Already done. No ones here. Since your talk with the bastard boss they loosened up a little bit. He's a sucker for your tears baby doll." Whistler whispered and pointed towards Darby who had reached the stairs. "Now move."
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JAX' POV
We were all sitting in the black van Juice had gotten us and it was a little crowded but okay. Opie was driving while Juice and Bobby where sitting next to him. Tig, Hap, Chibs and I were sitting in the back.
Hap was brushing his hand over his hairless head every once in a while and kept trying to look through the windshield.
"What the fuck is wrong with you man? Got your thong in a twist?" Tig asked next to him. He looked stressed out himself but Hap was setting the acting-weird-bar pretty high in the van right now.
"Yeah you look like an angry husband with an unregistered gun is right behind you." I joked to lighten the mood a little bit. I mean, as light as the mood can get when you are on your way to kill some racists.
"Do you think she will like me?" Hap asked surprising us all. Opie even spit out his Red Bull that he was just taking a sip from.
"What are you talking about?" I asked him partly cause I didn't get it and partly cause I wanted to hear it again. Was he actually saying what I thought he was saying?
"Harley you guys. I'm her godfather. Do you think she will like me?
"The first time she will see you probably is right when you are slitting a throat or putting some holes into a white maniac who is holding her captured. I think you have a pretty good chance." Bobbie mumbled smiling to himself.
The fact that the ice cold serial killer Happy was nervous of what a teenage girl would think of him was so bizarre it just showed how much of an impact Harley actually has on our club.
I couldn't help but smile thinking about that. She was meant to be a part of this. When she is the one that could melt Happys heart there was no other place for her than in Charming. End of discussion.
But was I actually in love with her? We did have a lot of fun for sure. Until I screwed up of course, and I was definitely attracted to her. I beat up Juice because of her. Because I thought I was losing her to another guy. Was I walking into something big without realizing it?
I had sworn to not deal with some love shit ever again after Tara. It wasn't worth it. But Harley was worth so many things... maybe even all the shit that comes along with falling in love?
"I mean it you guys, if this fucker is getting himself killed that kid is mine." he said pointing towards Tig. "What if she hates me? It was all good when she was a baby and I could make her giggle by juggling my keys. Now I will have to kick this wankers ass to win her over." he was now pointing at me. Give me a break you guys.
"She accepted me as her dad so you will have good chances asshole." Tig said kindly slapping his friends cheek. Their bond has always surprised me but I guess crazy simply attracts other crazy. Which made me wonder... was crazy also something that runs in the family? Harley did stab someone after all...
I had to stop thinking like this and focus. I knew exactly what was happening here. I was just avoiding thinking about what was going to happen soon and I could not do that. Not now. Not in this situation. We are about to bring Harley home.
"You guys..." Opie suddenly said in a serious tone.
We all looked ahead and saw a street sign coming up. It read "Creed 15 miles." That was fast.
And suddenly my mind was as sharp as a knife again. The tension in the van was cutable with one as well. I heard a few necks and fingers cracking and Bobbie who was sitting at the window got his gun out ready to perform a hit and run shot if needed to.
"If we see any of those wankers even touch a single hair of hers he is mine. You guys got it?" Tig said and we all silently nodded even though I wasn't sure I could keep that promise. Imagining one of them even breathing on her gave me the urge to rip that assholes balls off and made me realize that falling in love with Harley might not be so far fetched and got me scared a little bit. What if we were too late?
"Here we gooooo." Hap sing sang in a creepy voice as he pointed at two guys with their hunting riffles standing on the streets like a barricade. And guns being loaded in the van was the last sound I heard before shit started going down and Opie started to speed up towards them.
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I. Am. So. Sorry!
I can't say it enough to really express how sorry I am! Life and work has gotten out of control.
Have you ever had the pleasure of teaching the personification of incompetence? Just because that person has 'connections' so she can keep the job... I really had an extreme need to throw my head against a wall multiple times.
Then some stuff with my cheating ex boyfriend came up. Sometimes you just wanna literally pic people up and shake them till their head is right again. Is it weird that I am mourning a person like he died even though he is very much alive? Just 100% different?
Plus I ended up in the hospital because of insane stomach pain probably caused by stress since they couldn't find anything wrong with me. My boyfriend rushed me to the ER in the middle of the night cause it got so bad since my stupid ass still dragged myself on stage to act for the guest of our hotel and not let the team down. Luckily I only had to act and not dance that night or else I probably wouldn't have been able to finish the show. Anyway... go me (giving myself a face pal).
Anyway. I hope you liked this chapter. I really try to keep writing more regularly. I have already written some scenes for future chapters so I hope that helps me to finish them a little faster.
I am so sorry I let that shit interfere with my writing. I had to kick myself in the ass to get this together and I hope it isn't a disappointment.
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All love!
Joey