The Sons Princess

Chapter 19: Possessive (Part 2)

MPOV

Making my way to the hospital after being dropped of by Jax, I had to take the container where Gemma would have to pee, from Anna and it seemed less obvious if I was the one who had to give it Gemma and take it back to Anna, so she could make them run tests. Considering Gemma and Anna were both my friends and so the pair wouldn't be spotted together. "Here's the container," Anna said as she handed me the small tube. Thanking her, I took the container and knew I had been staring off into the distance before she returned to me. "Hey, something wrong?" she asked as she gently placed her hand on my shoulder.

Pulling me out of my thoughts, I had dove into this endless hole of uncertainty. Anger shook my body and made my muscles tense, knowing that a girl was trying to test me and Jax, to try and get to him. To have him in her bed, rather than have him in mine. "Nothing, just some bitch who's hating on me for being with Jax," I sighed with a shake of my head.

Nodding, she understood where I was going with my words and what the girl had been trying to do. To try and make me and Jax come apart, after we had worked so hard to stay together. "Ah, a jealous bitch," Anna mumbled knowingly. "I'm guessing she wants a ride on Jax," Anna teased, which made me tense up again and stare up at her.

Worried that Jax would fall into the trap and give in to the bitch, it made me a little self conscious as to what and who he wanted. It made me begin to doubt myself, but I knew better than to let anyone know that. "I think it's more than just Jax's bike," I spat sarcastically.

"You think he'll let her?" she asked me with an arched eyebrow, her eyes staring down at me and making me curious as to what she wanted me to say.

Testing myself, I knew that Jax wouldn't give up willingly, but maybe after he would have a few too many, or we'd have an argument over something. "I don't know," I shrugged, unsure of what was possible. Uncertain of the unknown.

Sighing, she rubbed her sides and offered me a kind look in her eyes. "Well, you better play it smart," she advised me. "Remember, you're a lawyer and you have to stay professional, if you try and kill the bitch, who knows what could happen to your career," she shrugged, warning me of the possibilities.

Curious as to what made her believe I'd kill the girl, I then remembered the lie I had told people of myself killing the kidnapper, in place of Jax, so he wouldn't be jailed for something that he had done for me. It was something I knew I'd have to live with, but it didn't stop me from continuing my job as it was scratched off as self defense. "Who said I was going to kill her?" I challenged Anna with an arched eyebrow.

Grimacing, she knew she had screwed up slightly and shook it off. "I didn't say that, but play it smart and safe," she warned me, knowing that it was going to be something that would save both me and Jax the trouble with the girl. "But, if you and Jax are serious, you better make sure she knows he's off limits," she suggested, which was something I was taking into consideration in a reasonable way. She has a point.

JPOV

Riding back to Cara Cara, I found Bobby was fixing up boxes and he was pulling out files of every color. Stepping in, I heard that Ima was just getting ready to leave, but that she wasn't going to take long. "Hey, bro," I greeted Bobby as I walked into the office. "How's it going?" I asked him, curious as to if he was doing okay with the amount of things he'd have to do for Cara Cara.

A cigarette was placed between his lips, but he hadn't yet lit it and started smoking it. "I thought this was gonna be a cush gig but Luann's accounts are a mess," he complained about everything that was happening with Cara Cara at that moment. "Missing receivables. Vendor files," he listed the things that had to be fixed and recorded.

"Guess her expertise lies in other areas," I mocked, remembering the time she had been in front of the camera, rather than in front of it. Poor Luann. She hated her job, but Otto helped her out and saved her from ever having to do it again.

Taking a seat, I saw Bobby sit behind the desk and look at me curiously. He was moving files around and all I could see was files all over the boxes. "You okay with this?" he asked me. "I know Clay made the call without you," he grumbled, the name of Clay made me want to punch something, as he was getting me more and more in a twist.

Between having to keep secrets from two of the people I loved, I knew that one day, I could possibly crack and leave everything. Leave the club and possibly even Charming. Maybe I should go Nomad. "It's good," I assured Bobby with a nod and took a long breath and blew out slowly. "It's good you're here man," I smiled and handed Bobby what was left of my cigarette.

Bobby took the cigarette from me, removing the one that was between his lips and saved it for later. "I know I can be of some help," he stated, we all knew he was good with the books and kept everything up-to-date. "I don't know what kind of system she had," he said as he took in a long breath of the cigarette I gave him.

Knowing that he had gone through a lot, I still felt the need to talk to someone about what was happening. Clay, I hated him for what he had done without thinking of the consequence. I couldn't talk to Maddie, because I wasn't sure if she could handle that truth. Opie couldn't know, because he'd lose all he had left. Tig was a dick, but I could tell he regretted everything he had done to Opie and his family.

Piney was simply an old, angry man. A man who knew the truth, wanted me to fix it and yet, didn't care about what I was telling him. How we both had to protect Opie from the truth coming out. The only people I could talk to, were either Bobby or Chibs. But Chibs didn't have to know, while Bobby kept being wedged in the middle. "Let me know if you need anything," I said kindly as I went to stand up.

Bobby called after me, saying 'hey' repeatedly and getting up out of his chair. Stopping me in my tracks, I turned to look at him and stared at him. "You and Clay..." Bobby began as he was waving the cigarette around, reminding me of how Clay would do that with his cigar. "The guys are worried," he told me, but I already knew they noticed the tension between myself and Clay.

Sighing, I shook my head and remembered how they all couldn't look at us as we talked back in the garage. How Clay and myself were being cold to one another over Bobby being in charge of book keeping at Cara Cara. Without my say so. "They got nothing to worry about," I assured Bobby, knowing that our business wasn't supposed to affect any of the guys.

Except, Bobby wasn't convinced with my words and chose to keep speaking of what was going on between myself and Clay. He didn't want to accept my reassurance. "Convince me," he encouraged me to keep talking, to let everything out into the open.

Pursing my lips, I didn't want to tell him. He's still to close to Clay's side. Chibs is on my side, but Clay doesn't trust him like he trusts Bobby. "You talk to Clay?" I asked him.

"Not yet," Bobby answered.

Sighing, I shook my head and knew there was no point in trying to tell Bobby the truth. But, if anything else happened to hurt one of us, I knew that things would be out of control. I knew that one of these days, I may have to tell someone, or simply leave. "Just father-son shit, you know?" I tried to brush it off. "We'll work it out. It's all good," I assured him with a hug.

Appearing from around the corner, Ima showed up, ready and dressed with less clothing than she had worn this morning. She no longer wore her hoody, but she did wear the black top that was under it. Her waist was visable in the short top, but we could still see the color of her bra. "I'm ready," she said whilst twirling her hair around her finger.

She was acting like a young school girl on her first crush. Acting as though it was sexy and seductive, but it was pathetic and repulsive. I always did like the more 'strong, fierce and stubborn' type woman. Which of course, is Maddie and come to think of it...she took after my mother a lot. Except, Maddie is very smart compared to my mom. "She's ready," Bobby teased.

Chuckling, I watched as Ima turned and began to talk off. Her skin was fakely tanned, her attempt at blonde hair was really a dirty ginger and her eyes were hidden behind all the make up. I prefer the natural look. Scratch that, I prefer Maddie. "I got that," I joked to Bobby as I wandered out of the building and rode back to TM, with Ima behind me, her arms wrapped around my waist tightly.

OPOV

Chibs, Tig, Juice and myself chose to go and visit the asshole who was selling drugs. Keeping quiet, we stayed hidden and made Juice act like the junkie. Leading the dealer towards us, we got ready and we attacked him when he was hidden. "Where's Darby cooking the crank?" I asked as I covered his mouth, she he wouldn't alert his Aryan brothers.

Tig had been the one to hit him, to stop him from screaming or saying anything stupid. Taking hold of his mouth, he didn't say anything. As though he was going to stay strong and not give in to our threat. Shaking his head, he was panting against my hand as we pushed him to sit on the floor, his back pressed against a small wall. "Let's see what his balls are made out of, glass or steel?" Tig questioned as he stepped onto the guy's balls.

Groaning, the guy screamed quietly and gave us a pleading look. Letting go of his mouth, we all kept hold on him and knew he wouldn't get away. Not when his balls were the ones getting damaged in the process by Tig. "Charming," he cried out. "Water Road, out by the streams. Shitty red house," he informed us of where we could find the crank lab. Time to take it to Clay.

MPOV

Making my way to Teller-Morrow, I parked outside and wandered over to the office. The office I knew I would find Gemma inside, opened the door and wandered into her office. Gemma was reading a paper, but when she saw me, she turned her head to me and took off her glassess. "Thirsty?" she questioned when I pulled out the pee container in a plastic bag.

Rolling my eyes, I smiled and shook my head at her. Gemma really does have a way with words. "HIV test," I explained what the container was going to be used for. "You're due," I informed her calmly, not showing her any form of weakness and offered her a small, but serious smile.

Getting up, onto her feet, she took the plastic bag from my hands and went to go to the bathroom. About to turn around and give her some privacy, she sighed and turned to me. Something told me she wanted to talk, but I wasn't sure what it was she was holding back from me. "I haven't had sex since it happened," she confided in me by telling me this piece of information.

Nodding, I understood that after what I had heard back in the hosipital three weeks ago, there were numbers of small tears. But, I knew that Gemma was the type to talk to me about anything she felt necessary to discuss. "Make sense. You're still healing," I nodded as I stared directly at her.

Looking away from me, I sensed that she thought I was speaking of her personal, private matters. What I had meant, was anything had to be healed. "Pussy's not the problem," she told me. "It's my head," she confessed that she was still reliving that moment in her head. It was normal. I knew it would take time to recover and continue to live with it.

Knowing Gemma, she would need to have that time and also to have that break where she can go back to being herself. "You need time," I assured her that with time, it would all get better. Myself and Gemma would always discuss things calmly, but we never spoke of things like this and especially not ones revolved around her.

"I need something," Gemma said with a shake of her head. Her hazel eyes glued to me and her tone of voice was serious.

It wasn't as though I could give her medication to deal with the mental issues she was having. Hell, she hardly would ever want to talk to anyone about what happened to her. So, we all waited for her to come to us. "Where's Clay with all this?" I asked her curiously.

Hopeful that the pair discussed something, I knew that Gemma didn't want to tell anyone anything. She feared something, what exactly, I wasn't sure. All I knew, was it involved those closest to her, who by chance were both in the MC. "Did you miss the car show earlier?" she questioned me sarcastically. "He hates me," she mumbled, certain that this was the case.

"That's not true," I argued.

Stunned by my answer, she looked at me and then turned her back to me. "I don't know," she replied as she turned and wandered into the private toilet. Truthfully, I had hope that Clay was only hurt because of the distance Gemma was placing between them, but I knew it was hurting Gemma to have to keep the secret from him. They always tell each other everything.

Hearing the sound of a familiar bike, I knew it was Jax's engine and with a smile, I wandered over to the window. My heart was beating, a wide smile on my face and the thought of Jax close, made me feel happy. When my eyes glanced outside the window and behind the levitated shutters below my fingers, I glared at the sight. "Son of a bitch," I snarled at the scene that was playing in front of my very eyes.

GPOV

Whilst I was pissing in a container, I heard the sound of Maddie cursing and Jax's bike purring. Finishing my things, I wandered over to Maddie, the container sealed and filled with my pee. But, when I saw her, there was a rage in her eyes. Something, I had only seen when something had really pissed her off. I haven't seen her like this since she was a teen. "Sack!" I heard Jax call to the prospect.

Glancing out the window, I saw that there was a girl, one of Luann's porn stars had been given a lift to the clubhouse. Jax had been generous to give her a ride, but she was trying to act all flirtatious with Jax. Maddie's eyes were staring daggers into the girl. A dark flare behind her hazel eyes, which looked black as she stared coldly at the girl. If looks could kill. The girl took gentle hold of Jax's chin, leaned in and placed a kiss to his lips.

Jax didn't respond, he only pursed his lips in a tight smile before she wandered off with the prospect. Maddie's reaction, was she dropped the shutter and glared at the girl, her jaw clenching and her swallow was hard. Side eyeing her, I noticed how she was tense, like she was ready to fight the girl. "I'll see you tonight, okay?" the girl called to Jax. "Wrap party," she spoke in an annoying, high, baby-like tone. Jesus Christ...

MPOV

Pissed off to no end, I was irritated at the sound and look of the girl. How she was trying to find every possible way to get into his pants. I was worried that Jax would give in, but I knew that he would always come running back to me. "You good with that rubbing on Jax?" Gemma asked me.

I trusted him, but I worried that he'd let girls like her into his pants. Just for fun, as I wasn't officially his old lady, at least, I wasn't sure if I was. People thought I was, but we hadn't discussed it. "I trust him," I nodded after much deliberation.

Gemma caught onto what I was trying to say, that I was trusting him to know what he was doing and who it would be hurting. It was the others I didn't trust in the slightest. "It's not him you worry about. It's them," she noted. "They think he's a free dick," she told me blankly. "You gotta educate," she warned me. "Set the bitch straight. The others see it, everyone knows," she tried to encourage me to do something to make the bitch back off.

Surprised that Anna too suggested this, I knew that Jax was mine, but I wasn't sure if he would stay faithful to me. I hate cheaters, it's why I was a little worried about getting with him. He's irresistable and he's a man with desires. "What, like, hit her?" I questioned Gemma as I turned my head to look at her curiously.

My eyebrows were furrowed, knitting into one and Gemma kept a serious expression. Shrugging, I knew she had a lot of experience during her time, but I knew that I wasn't as crazy as she was. "Kick, scratch, whatever," she shrugged her shoulders as she gave me a look of assurance that this was the right thing to do.

Knowing that violence wasn't the best option in my place, I knew that it would cause problems for me profession wise and I knew that I was too old to be doing stuff of a violent nature. "I'm not 16 years old anymore, Gemma," I stated, reminding her that when me and Jax were seeing each other secretly, we were 16 and I had a mouth on me, whenever girls tried to flirt with him. "My catfighting days are behind me," I stated, knowing that I'd sometimes fight with girls in secret over him. I get jealous quite easily...

Studying my face, as though I was lying and only saying shit that she knew I was actually capable of. I knew Gemma, I knew she was challenging me and trying to see if I really was good enough for Jax. Or she was possibly trying to test if I really did love him, which I did, but I couldn't do the things I used to. Not anymore. I'm a lawyer, I have to be professional and level headed. "We'll see," she spoke, as though she could already see my future. "My pee," she offered me the container filled with her pee. Taking it, I mumbled a quiet 'thanks' and left the office.

OPOV

We were all sat around the table, all of us, except for Bobby and my dad. Dad had gone to the cabin for a few days, saying he needed some time away from the club. That he was getting too old for this shit. Which, I didn't complain with him about. He has his reasons, I won't argue with an old man. "Dealer said Darby's cooking down by the streams," I spoke to the guys.

Those of us who were around the table, were myself, Jax, Chibs, Juice, Clay and Tig. "I know that part of Water Road," Jax spoke up, knowing specific parts of town and made me wonder how he knew. "Only a few houses," he spoke, confident that we'd find the right house.

Clay leaned against the table, his shades off and eyes glancing down at the table. "We find the right one, clear it out, burn it down," he suggested the only option we could have. Especially when it comes to cooking, Darby and possibly Zobelle.

Jax, of course, was going to question Clay's every move and choice. Something wasn't right between them, it worried me and the others. But, we knew that they'd have to sort their shit out at some point. "You talking about blowing something up in our backyard?" Jax challenged. "That's exposure, Clay," he stated what was the only issue when it came to us and destroying something in Charming.

Our deal with Unser had always been that we wouldn't shit where we eat. No drugs, no guns and no deaths in Charming. To keep it a calm, quiet and simple town. Filled with good people, who knew each other and didn't go commercial. "Don't see another way, brother," Chibs emphasised the word, as though to try and convince Jax that he had to fall back, to form the line we always had.

We all knew that a lot had changed over the past few months. Especially since Abel had been born, Jax was questioning Clay and his choices. The motives beind it, no one was sure why Jax turned out this way. All we knew, was that it had to stop. "Why don't we just tell Unser?" Jax suggested. "Let the cops actually do their job for once," he spoke as though this was something we really needed.

Truthfully, I thought it over and knew that it could have worked. Working with Unser had its good and bad points. But, if we allowed him to shut the place down, it would mean that we weren't the ones initiating the message or causing the damage to Darby. "Doesn't send a message," Tig stated quickly.

Sadly, I knew that everyone was teaming up against Jax, but Chibs seemed to be the only one who was wedged in the middle at this moment. Juice had stayed silent, possibly thinking of what was the right thing to do, or to tag along like a bitch and do as Clay said all the time. Tig was always beside Clay and myself...I didn't know what to do. So, I chose to do what was best for the club. "Zobelle's not a gangster," Jax argued. "We don't know what kind of message to send," he told the truth.

Clay thought long and hard about what to agree to next. Yet, Jax had made him see sense in what he was saying. "All right," Clay agreed. "We let the cops handle it," he accepted Jax's idea and chose for it to be the one that deals with Darby. "Only we don't tell Unser...we tell Hale," Clay gave his condition.

Instantly, I knew why Clay would give this condition. "If he buries the intel, we know he's on Zobelle's payroll," I stated what would happen if Hale tried to burry the intel.

Jax laughed softly, as though we were all being idiots. Shaking his head, he looked to me and stared into my eyes. For a minute, he looked like a the same guy I had grown up with, the same guy I called my best friend. "I'm telling you, man, Hale's not working for white power," he tried to convince us it was all bullshit.

Clay wasn't going to let this condition disappear for the argument Jax was trying to make. But, I didn't see the harm in giving the intel to Hale. He was a cop, but we were all curious as to where his loyalties lied. On the badge? Or on Zobelle? "So he shuts down the cook shop, don't he?" Clay challenged.

"And if he doesn't, we do," Tig spoke confidently, knowing that this was plan B if Hale lied about the crank lab. Everyone seemed to agree with this, when Clay asked if we were all in favor, we all rose our hands. As did Jax, mumbling a quiet 'sure' and we all wandered to our own ways. Waiting for what Hale would do and what he would say to us.

JPOV

Sat on my bike outside of Floyd's, Hale had gone to get a cut and wandered out cautiously from the building. Thinking about everything, I felt like time went faster than is should. All I could think about was Hale, if he would go against his badge. Clay, if he'd try to twist everything up with his reactive plans. Opie, if he would stay beside me when I needed him most, or go crawling to the killers of his wife. Maddie, if she'd ever learn the truth and hate the club for what happened. "You waiting for me?" Hale asked me, pulling me away from my thoughts.

Taking off my shades, I wandered over to Hale and pulled myself back to this moment. "Yeah," I answered his question quickly. "Nords are dealing in town. Found out where Darby's cooker is. Water Road, out by the streams," I gave him all this information in one go, not needing to sugar coat anything while people wandered past, living their daily lives.

All whilst I was telling him the information, Hale looked surprised and irritated to hear this news. But, he seemed to be surprised that it was all coming from me. "In Charming?" he questioned. Since Donna's death, I liked Hale more for his honesty and the goodness that was in him. Yet, I knew that there was something in him that would never change. And that, was his hate for SAMCRO.

"Yeah," I answered whilst nodding at him. "Red house. Shouldn't be hard to find," I told him all the details.

Looking away from me, he had his hands on his hips and changed the weight on his feet. Instantly, I knew that he was more disappointed to have to find out from me, rather than figuring it out for himself. "So now you're doing my job, too?" he questioned me.

Not liking how he was being a sarcastic asshole, I chose to be honest with him. To tell him exactly what I thought and felt. "I'm telling you, we don't nip this now, Nords are gonna flood that mill with crank," I insisted him to do the right thing and not question me. "I'm not jerking you around, man," I spoke honestly. "I convinced Clay to let you guys handle it. Do it by the book for a change," I explained why I came up to him.

Unser would have done a good enough job, but I knew we all needed to gain Hale's trust. We could have done it ourselves, but we chose to be cautious and let the cops handle it. "Okay. Well, I'll take a ride out there," Hale assured me he would handle it, but all that I could do then was wait and go back to TM.

I told the others that I did as they asked, but all we had to do now was wait to see if Hale was on Charming's side or on Zobelle's side. All we could do, was wait and see. Clay had also told me that he told Unser, but only so he could keep an eye on Hale and see if he was meeting anyone, to see if he had stained that badge of his because of his hatred for us. "Hale," I informed the others of who was calling me as I pulled out my cell and saw the caller ID. "Yeah?" I answered my cell as I placed it to my ear.

"That info on the lab, that's bogus. There's nothing out there," Hale informed me, telling me the lie that made me have the final decision made. It proved what Clay suspected and made me feel disappointment towards Hale. He hates us that much that he'd turn his back on Charming's locals?

All I had to say, was three words when I ended the call and looked down, ashamed that I had faith Hale would do the right thing. Instead, he proved me wrong. "Get the boom," I said the three words that concluded the ongoing thoughts in everyone's head. Ended the tension and questions they may of had as to what Hale told me.

OPOV

Parking away from the house, we wandered over to the red house and saw that the lights were still on. People were still cooking, or possibly relaxing in the house. We all wore our darkest clothings, while also wearing things to hide our faces or heads. Jax kept his hood up, but I placed a balaclava. "That's got to be it," Jax said.

"Go," Clay commanded.

We slid down the masks and tried to hid our faces. Chibs and Tig began to wander over to the house, shotguns in hand and at the ready. Myself and Juice were going to get the bomb set and were going to blow up the house. "Hold it!" Jax whispered loudly. "Cameras," he warned the others, as we all noticed that the house was surrounding us with cameras.

Chibs and Tig slowly wandered over, sneaking away from the cameras and keeping their guns at the ready. Faces hidden, eyes glued to the doors and windows. I slid my mask down and looked inside the bag, giving it a once over. Its all here. "We're set," I told Jax.

"We'll clear the house, then blow it," Jax said, all of us had our masks on and were all ready. Sneaking closer to the house, I kept my gun close, but Juice was the one who had his gun out and was ready to shoot. The backpack tight, slung over my shoulder and I was ready to do what I had to for Charming and for the club.

Sneakily, we placed a few bombs along the outside and I was prepared to place one on the inside once it was cleared. Chibs and Tig began shooting at the windows, then at the guys as they ran out and towards the car. In means of escape, once the house was cleared, I began to set fire to all the bombs and left the one from outside last. Running as fast as I could, I almost didn't make it out.

As the house blew up, flames lit the sky and almost burned me. Jumping to lay flat on the ground, I felt alive and my heart was pounding. Running back to the others, we then left and went to go to TM, as to get ready for the party later that night. The ride back was silent, but I noticed how the guys all seemed either worried, surprised or looked at me like I was crazy. Not caring what they thought, I wanted to do what I had to, but I also wanted out of my life. It felt meaningless without Donna.

GPOV

Hearing a van pull up, I looked up and saw Clay. Shrugging out of his plain jacket, he slid his cut back on and when our eyes met, I felt guilt. I knew that I needed time, to clear the thoughts from my head and the disgust that ran through me at the thought of a man wanting sex with me. The pain and fear that would stike me when a man would simply touch me. I hated it all, but there was nothing I could do about my thoughts and feelings.

Footsteps came closer, making me look up and see Clay stood by the door. Taking a few more steps, he looked at me with guilt and sadness in his eyes. "I'm sorry," he apologized, which was spoken in a sincere and kind tone. The sound of it, made my heart drop and my eyes sting with the threat of tears. Stay strong Gemma, it's who you are.

Staring down at my desk, I was stood up and I began to scratch my lip. Trying to regain my strength and remember that what happened to me didn't matter. I need to show that what those monsters did to me, didn't change me or make me weak. I need to keep that appearance with those that I love. Especially Clay and Jax. "Me, too," I apologized in return. "How are the hands?" I asked as I glanced at his knuckles.

"They're both sore," he informed me with a small smile, his hands clenched into fists and loosening at the possible pain in them.

Scoffing, I knew that he would feel that sensation in his hands. After the amount of hits he had given my car, I shouldn't have been surprised he had damaged himself in that way. "Yeah, I bet," I agreed with a small laugh. He's still charming.

With that thought, I swallowed a hard and thick lump in my throat. This isn't getting easy for me. I wish I could comfort him in some way, but I can't. "What's going on with us?" Clay asked me sadly, confused as to what was wrong with me and what this was doing to us.

Feeling his pain, I felt like telling him everything, but I knew what it would do. Especially with the fact that I had no clue who it was, or what they wanted. Other than the club to stop selling guns to the Mayans and Niners. "It's me. My accident...it just shook me up somehow," I tried to cover it up. "I don't know, I...just having trouble," I fumbled for words.

"How can I help?" Clay asked me pleadingly.

I knew he wanted things to work out with us, he was trying and I kept being cold and distant towards him. Something inside me told me I had to stop being scared, I had to show him something that wouldn't show distance. I needed to close that distance and show some type of affection and proximity. "I'm so sorry it's bleeding all over you," I apologized. "I'm just a little lost, baby," I tried to explain to him as I wandered closer to him.

Next thing he did, was wrap his arms around me and hold me in his arms. My hands pressing against his shoulders and attempting to hold him, but all I wanted was to push him away from me. Feeling how close I was to him, it made my body tense up and my body sweat with warmth. A warmth that wasn't familiar when associated with Clay. It made me feel sick, I had to get away and re-compose myself. "I got to get this software over to Bobby," I fumbled for words as I pulled away from him and felt sick in my stomach.

Close to puking, I kept my eyes away from him and held the software in my hands. Looking to him, I felt like I was close to breaking, but I knew I could hold back my emotions for a few minutes longer. "I'll run it up there. I don't want you hanging around that place," he offered, to which I mumbled a calm agreement. "There's a wrap party tonight. The guys are going to be there. I'm thinking of going," he conversed. "Unless...you want to maybe grab some supper or something?" he suggested that we'd do something together.

Before, I would of loved to have spent time with him. To do things the way we used to. To be the normal couple we once were, yet the thought of it now, made me want to curl up and cry. Spending time with him, it broke my heart and made me sick. Especially at the thought of him desiring some intimacy with me, which was something I could no longer offer. "I got to relieve Neeta," I shook my head and rejected him gently. "You should go," I suggested, knowing that porn stars would be there and could offer him the release he needed, one that I couldn't give him.

Mumbling an 'okay' in agreement, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. The whole time, it felt like my heart was in my stomach and making me want to puke. His lips, which used to be soft and warm, were rough and too hot for me to kiss. The taste of him, repulsed me and made me want nothing more than to pull as far away from him as possible. The smell of him, was the only thing that made me relax. His breath made me feel uneasy, but I kept strong and kept my eyes open. In fear that if I'd close them, I'd see their masked faces again.

That night, while Clay was possibly getting sucked by some porn queen, I was alone and reading the bible at Jax's house. Abel was fast asleep, and when Maddie saw me, she decided she'd go and visit Jax. She wore something basic, but she looked beautiful, as she had always been. Sat alone, I wondered where my life would take me and if I'd ever recover from the damage that was done to me, to inflict pain on the club. God, help me.

JPOV

Wandering over to Opie with two cups of beer, I began to smoke my cigarette and gave him a small smile. Handing the beer to Ope, he took it and gave me a quiet 'thanks.' Everyone around us were laughing, flirting, talking, drinking, kissing and smoking. "Crazy, huh?" I asked, looking around, I noticed there were some people doing it on a couch. "Heard you went a little cowboy at that Mayan thing a few weeks ago. The thing today with the explosives..."

Opie caught onto what I was saying, everything turned serious and I knew that he got what I was trying to say. Naturally, I worried for him. Worried for his health and the shit that was going on in his head. How he was a father, yet risking his life because of the loss of his wife. "I don't have a death wish, man," he tried to convince me that what he was saying was true.

Truthfully, I was worried for him. Not just because he was my brother in the MC, or my best friend, or the brother of my girlfriend. I was afraid, because above all of that, he was a father too. He had a family that loved him. Maddie, Piney, the kids and even Mary. "You got something going on," I responded.

Everything Opie was saying and how he stared at me, made me think that maybe he had lost something else with Donna. In that moment, I knew it was his happiness. "I've got the club," he stated. "Just throwing myself into it," he grumbled, looked away and took a long gulp of his beer.

With each passing second, I worried more for him. I didn't like seeing him like this. "You got kids, Ope," I reminded him of the two beautiful children he had back home. Of the responsibilites he had towards them. "Don't throw yourself too far," I advised my childhood friend and brother. Worried for his life and at this point, his mental health. He's losing it.

MPOV

Gemma came over, she had told me she made up the excuse that she was going to relieve Neeta to look after Abel. When she saw me, she was surprised and told me that I could go to the party. Taking this suggestion, I thanked Gemma and knew that the bitch would be there, possibly trying her hardest to get into Jax's pants. Getting in my car, I parked outside Cara Cara and wandered into the building.

A single step inside, made the girl I was thinking about come out from where she was hidden. Sat on a seat, her arms flopped to the sides and she was chewing her gum like the slut I had pictured her to be. A tight, short blue dress, her hair up and her make up looked as though she wore 10 kilograms of it, covering up her face. Fake ass bitch. "This is a closed party," she told me coldly.

Glaring at her, I straightened up my back and kept my gaze cold. Dark. I wasn't going to be phased, but I wasn't going to take her threats like a bitch. "Like I give a shit," I spat at what she was saying, I knew that if I had to, all I'd have to do is call Luann and she'd allow me to enter this 'closed party'. Luann loves me like a niece. "I'm looking for Jax, not you," I informed her bluntly, taking a step closer into the building.

Hearing her laugh, she placed her drink to one side and got up onto her ten inch heels. "Honey," she began as she wandered over to me and blocked me further entrance. "He's got all he can handle tonight, don't worry," she assured me, making me look at her and trail my eyes along her figure.

Fake breasts, fake tan and her entire body was un-natural. Jax told me he likes the natural type. Which, this girl clearly isn't. "Yeah, right," I laughed, knowing that what she was saying was bullshit. Moving my head, I looked over her shoulder and saw Jax was sat with Opie.

Something in her switched, the moment I went to move past her, she placed her hand on my shoulder and pushed me back. Girls began to surround us, blocking me any entry from the building and they all looked as fake as the bitch in-front of me. "I said, get out, bitch," she spat as her face was inches away from mine.

Glaring at me, she chewed her gum like a pathetic high school girl. "That's right. You heard her," the girls around us encouraged her. Trying to get me to run away like a little girl, something inside me was building up. I knew it was rage.

When I got angry, there was no turning back. It was in my genetic material, but I knew that I had to be smart about whatever I was to do. To face the consequences after it. "What part of that is so complicated?" the bitch asked me, as though mocking me and my intelligence.

Taking a step closer, I made our faces come closer together. So close, I felt her sickening smell, of pussy and gum, covered by perfume that hardly masked her natural smell. "Do you even know who you're talking to right now?" I questioned her threateningly, my eyes staring directly into hers. She kept chewing, nodding at me and a smirk formed on her stupid face. "If I were you, I'd be careful with how you talk to club royalty...bitch," I warned her, my voice filled with venom.

OPOV

Something caught my attention from the corner of my eye, when I looked to the group of girls circling around someone. I scanned who it was and noticed it was Maddie. Shit, my sister. Looking at her, her face was red and her eyes dark. Her jaw clenched, I knew that face and I knew I never liked seeing it. As when she got like this, it would never turn out well for the bitch on the opposite end. "Oh, shit," I cussed as I got to my face, ready to go save my sister from whores surrounding her.

Jax then noticed my sister, who was also his girlfriend surrounded by the porn girls. Instantly, he got to his feet too and cussed at the scene in front of us. Ready to go save my sister, Jax placed his hand onto my chest and pushed me back. Our drinks were set to one side and I was prepared to do whatever I had to, in order to protect Maddie. "I got this," Jax assured me, our eyes meeting and a nod was exchanged. Sitting back down, I watched as the girls insulted her as Maddie walked off and left for the bathroom. Jax glared at the girls and wandered past them, all before he wandered into the bathroom after her.

Knowing better than to interupt anything they could be doing in the bathroom, minutes had passed and Jax and Maddie hadn't left the bathroom. Trying not to think of my sister in any way, I knew that Jax was good to her and I knew that he made her happy. I only worried for how long he would keep her happy, wondered if it would be her or Jax who would next get killed. I have to save them both. Whatever it takes. I won't let what happened to me and Donna happen to them, much less to my baby sister.

MPOV

Pissed off, a wire inside my brain connected to the other and caused a shock reaction to happen. Turning my back, I walked towards the bathroom and heard the bitch coming after me. "That's right, you'd better run, you ugly skank," she insulted me as I wandered into the bathroom, with a loud slam, I shut it and began pacing around the room. Calm down Maddie, she's an immature, testy bitch. She's not with the stress and anger. But, Jax is...isn't he? Of couse he is!

Opening the door, Jax swung in and stayed half in and half out. Calling to me, I had my back to him and I kept pacing. My body shook from the adrenalin and I could hardly breath without a shiver running down my spine. "I'll be out in a minute," I told him with a shaky breath.

Wandering into the bathroom, he shut the door behind him and gave me a sad look. "Don't let 'em get to you," he encouraged me in a sad tone. His body getting closer to mine, but he was still wandering as I paced around frantically, trying to regain my composure and stay relaxed. This stress, is not what I need.

Spinning to face him, I raised my eyebrows and stared directly into his eyes. Knowing when he'd lie to me, or tell me the truth. I've grown up with the man, I know if he's full of it, or being honest with me. "Did they get to you?" I questioned him, knowing that if they had, I would break off anything that was happening between us and leave him.

The thought of leaving him hurt, but it was only because I was already in too deep with him. We were starting a really fucked up life together. Staring directly into his eyes, I searched for an answer and he only smirked at me, possibly enjoying my reaction towards the girls flirting with him and the jealousy that coursed through my veins. "We talked about this. It's business," he began, which made me roll my eyes and groan.

Pacing around again, I turned my back to him and felt his hands touch the tops of my shoulders. "They're just-" he went to explain to me, to try and get my attention as he tried to turn me to face him. Spinning on my heels, I pushed Jax away from me, tired of the excuses and arguments we've had over the porn business. Shoving him as hard as possible, Jax would stumble back and look at me with a tired expression.

Knowing he too was tired, I knew the girls hadn't been given the chance to put their filthy hands on him. On my man. I kept pushing him, until I had him pushed against the wall, his back pressing against the wall of the bathroom we were in. Taking hold of his shirt, I ripped it open and attacked his lips with mine. Making Jax chuckle, he smirked against my lips and took hold of my face. Spinning us, he forced me against the wall and made me moan against his lips. Guiding his cut off his back, I lead us towards one of the bathroom stalls.

Biting onto his bottom lip, he began to lift up my top over my head and I began to undo his belt buckle. "Here?" he asked me, his breath coming out in soft pants and his eyes glued to mine. My fingers focused on getting him out of as much clothing as possible, enough to get us to how we wanted to be.

His smile was wide as he lift my shirt and pulled my bra straps to rest against the sides of my arms, pulling down my bra cups enough to show the tops of my breasts and my nipples. Staring at him, I too could hardly breath or speak. "It's just us carnivors right?" I questioned, refering to our joking from earlier today. "Besides...I told you, you're mine Jackson. I'm not letting any filthy whore take what's mine," I spoke possessively. Darkly. Holding onto the back of his head, I slipped my fingers into his hair and tangled them into it as I fisted his hair. Bringing his lips closer to me as we kissed each other heatedly.

"Now shut up and fuck me," I ordered. Jax had pushed me against the wall, next to the sink and had one of my legs propped against the edge. His back to the door, in case my brother or anyone else would see us, so he could give me enough coverage to not scar anyone for life. Whilst he was furiously pounding me against the bathroom wall, I would moan and enjoy the feel of this animalistic love making. Where it wasn't love, but human desire to be completely ravished.

When the door opened, I looked to see who it was, in a lust filled haze, we were both hot and sweating from the intensity of our bodies colliding together in sweet pleasure. How the room was filled with our smell and sounds. His head bowed, as he rest his forehead against my shoulder and focused on what our bodies were doing to one another. Staring at the door, I saw it was the bitch that had been trying to get into his pants all day, but in the end, he chose to stay with me. With the woman he loved. Smirking, I stared at her with a knowing look. See bitch? You were right, he has got all he can handle. Because, officially...he is mine.

Looking at us with disappointed shock, she shied her eyes away and wandered off. Shutting the door behind her, I gripped onto Jax's hair tightly, bringing his panting and groaning lips up to kiss mine. His hips clapping against mine as I shut my eyes and felt completely owned and knew we belonged together. You're mine, and I'm yours.

"You're mine, I won't let you run from me this time.

You're mine. Bang bang, I got you now."

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