Crash Into Me
Chapter 9- Homeless
Hope everyone is doing well. I want to thank everyone for reading my story. Today's my birthday (August 19) and I am so happy for the blessing of seeing another year. I started my senior year yesterday for my Social Work degree and with being a mom to a teenager, doing an internship, schoolwork and working at my job I don't know how often I will be able to update. I will try my best to keep the story coming as often as I can. Again thank you to everyone…smiles.
"Ma'am it looks like someone threw a molotov cocktail in your living room." The fireman told a shocked Brea. Who would set her house on fire? She and Mya could have been killed.
"We were able to keep the fire contained in your living room area. The rest of the house is fine except for maybe some smoke damage. Do you have insurance?"
Brea shook her head yes. She was numb. She could not believe this was happening to her.
"Brea!" her mom yelled as her and Pamela pulled up. They both ran up to hug her and Mya.
"What happen?" Pamela asked as she picked up a tired Mya.
"Someone set her house on fire." Mrs. Taylor relayed to them. Sherry gasped and Brea's aunt shook her head.
"I told you not to mess with that white boy!" Brea's aunt practically yelled at her. Brea could not believe her ears. Was her aunt really trying to throw Jax up in her face at a time like this?
"Auntie please….Jax had nothing to do with this." Brea rolled her eyes at her. She really knew how to get under her skin.
"Ummm hummm." Pamela in turned rolled her eyes at her niece. She hated this happen to her but she knew nothing good would come out of her dating that motorcycle boy. It was Sherry all over again. Next Brea will be at her doorstep saying she was pregnant.
Sherry took her daughter in her arms.
"Pamela give her a break..ok?"
"Ma'am we need to check you and your little girl for smoke inhalation." A paramedic interrupted.
"Ok." Brea said not correcting him about Mya, grabbed Mya who was still in tears as she thought of all her toys being burned and headed toward the ambulance.
Where was she going to go tonight? She was not going to stay with her mom or aunt. She would have to get to a hotel and call her insurance company to call in the claim and hopefully pay for the damage and her hotel. She racked her brain to try to remember if her insurance covered arson. She hoped it did.
After Brea and Mya were discharged her mom and auntie took her to a hotel after they tried to convince her to stay with either one of them. Later that night Sherry brought over some clothes for Mya to wear to school tomorrow and a nursing uniform Brea had left at her house.
"Are you sure it is a good idea to make Mya go to school after what happen?" Sherry asked as she leaned over and kissed a sleeping Mya.
"She is a strong little girl. She will be fine. I don't want to break up her routine." Brea told her.
"Will you go into work tomorrow?" Sherry asked. Brea shook her head no. She told her mom she needed to get things straighten out with the police and the insurance company.
"Did you call Jax?"
Brea was glad her aunt had gone home because she would have ripped her mom a new one for asking about Jax.
"No….and I'm not going to. He doesn't need to know."
"Maybe you should. He can help you find out who set your house on fire. One thing I know about The Sons is that they will get the job done. They will find out who did this in no time." Brea looked at her mom closely trying to read her expression. She wished her mom would tell her the whole truth about The Sons. Sherry leaned in and gave her daughter a kiss.
"You sleep tight baby…ok."
"Yes mom. I will." Brea hugged her mom tight and walked her out to her car.
"Call Jax." Sherry told her before driving off. Brea was confused. One minute they did not want him around and now her mom is pushing her to call him. Brea shook her head truly perplexed. Her family was strange.
The next morning Jax heard his cell ring and quickly pulled it out of his pocket hoping it was Brea. Disappointment washed over him when he realized it was not her.
"Jax. It's Lin. I need to see you. It's important. Can we meet in an hour?"
Jax sighed as he did not want to be bothered. He had to figure out a way to get Brea to talk to him.
"What's so important?" Jax asked trying not to sound irritated.
"We need to speak in person. Jax you know I would not bother you if it wasn't important."
"I'm on my way." He said snapping the phone shut with more force than necessary.
Jax sat down at the table with Henry Lin the leader of the Lin-Triad gang.
"What's up Lin? What could you not talk to me about over the phone?" Jax asked irritated. He could not hide his aggravation any longer.
"I hear you been spending time with my daughter."
Jax looked at Lin like he was crazy.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"My'Asia."
Jax sat back in his chair with shock and disbelief.
"What? Are you serious?" He could not believe Mya was Lin's kid. Lin had to be bullshitting him.
"Yes she is mine. Breanna's sister and I were together."
"Are you the reason Mya's mom is strung out?" Jax asked still in shock.
Lin ignored his question.
"I keep an eye on My'Asia and provide money to her. I want to make sure she is always safe. What is going on with you and Breanna?"
Jax looked at Lin and began to see little Mya in him. She did favor him. They had the same eyes, chin and nose.
"Do you know Brea?"
Lin shook his head no.
"Not really I only met her in passing. Let's say she and her family are not fans of mine."
"Then how do you provide for Mya." Jax asked.
"I put money in Breanna's account in her sisters' name monthly and I have someone keeping an eye out to make sure they are ok. That is how I come to find out you have visited on occasion. Do you know there was a fire at their home?" Lin's face became angry as he thought of how his daughter could have been killed. Lin knew he should have made his presence known to Breanna and make her move out of that crime ridden neighborhood but he thought it was best to stay his distance as Breanna was taking excellent care of My'Asia. Now they were put in danger and he would have to do something about it. Horror struck Jax's face as what Lin told him registered.
"Are they ok?" Jax asked fearing the answer.
"Yes they are fine. I received intel from the fire department that it was arson and we are looking into who did this. You never answered my question about Breanna."
Jax ran his hands through his hair, put his elbows up on the table and put his head in his hands. Breanna and Mya house was set on fire. How could she not have called him? Lin was Mya's father. Jax thoughts were speeding one hundred miles per minute. He needed to find Brea. He needed to make sure her and Mya were safe. Reading his expression Lin told Jax again that they were fine and they were staying at a local hotel.
"I'm assuming you have been seeing Breanna and I need your help in finding out who did this." Lin told Jax. Jax shook his head yes as his thoughts started to slow down a little and he started to focus on what needed to be done.
"Whatever you need just say the word.
Jax called Brea as soon as he left Lin's and as usual she did not answer. He would just have to hunt her down at the hotel. After sweet-talking the female hotel clerk, she finally gave him Brea's room number. When Brea answered the door, he could tell she had been crying. Without a word, she fell into his arms and broke down in more tears. Jax pushed his way in, closed the door and hugged her tighter as she sobbed.
"I'm sorry baby…I'm sorry." He told her, as he hated what she was going through. After a few minutes Brea finally calmed down.
"How did you find me?" she asked as she pulled out of his embrace and sat on the hotel bed. Jax took his cut off, threw it on the bed and sat next to her. He put his arms around her and pulled her close.
"I have my ways." He told her as he lifted her chin up to face him. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying.
"Where is Mya?"
"Preschool." Brea sniffed. She was trying to keep things as normal as she could for her niece.
"I want you to stay with me until your apartment gets straighten out." Jax learned from Lin that Brea did indeed have renters insurance and only the living room was damaged. Brea shook her head no.
"We can't do that Jax." She told him as she scooted away from him a little on the bed.
"Yes you can and you will."
Brea looked at him and saw how serious he was. She could not believe he was dead serious. He could not acknowledge her when she went to the garage and now he wanted her to move in with him. Was he crazy?"
"Have you been drinking?" she asked him because he could not be in his right mind.
A hint of a smiled played on his beautiful lips.
"No I have not been drinking Brea."
Brea got up from the bed and started to pace the room.
"It will never work Jax. What has changed in the past forty-eight hours?"
"You are homeless for one Brea and my woman will always have a roof over her head."
Brea stepped back shocked by his response. His woman?
"I'm not your woman Jax." She scolded him.
"That remains to be seen." He told her as he stood up and walked up to her.
"What will you tell your family and club members? I'm the black nanny?"
"That's not a bad idea actually." He mused.
"Jax you already have a nanny." She told him.
"I know but we can make it work."
Brea did not believe he could get away with it. She told him again it would not work.
"You let me worry about that. Get your things." Jax looked around the hotel room and only saw her purse. He realized she only had the clothes on her back and her purse.
"Do you need me to pay for the hotel room?" he asked as he picked up her purse and handed to her. Brea took it and decided that she would not win this battle. If he wanted to take care of her and Mya he could do that. She needed all the help she could get and she refused to ask for help from her mom and auntie. Plus didn't her mom want her to call him anyway?
She and Jax would have to have a serious talk when her emotions were not as heighten. It had been the worse two days of her life and to be honest she just wanted a drink and to be held. Jax was the perfect candidate to hold her in a tight embrace. She realized all she wanted at the moment was to feel his arms around her.
"No I paid for the room already. I think they will refund my card for the remaining week. I will call later to find out."
Brea followed Jax out the room and stalled when she saw his bike.
"Oh hell no…..I'm not getting on that thing." She gasped.
Jax took her hand.
"Come on. I won't let anything happen to you." He coaxed as he pulled her toward his bike.
"What about Mya? I need to pick her up in a few hours."
"We will switch to my car when we get to my house. We need to go shopping for you guys anyway."
Brea frowned a little as Jax handed her his helmet.
"Put that on."
Jax watched with amusement as Brea put the helmet on. It was a little big for her head. He smiled at her as he tighten the strap under her chin. She was so adorable. He climbed onto his bike and Brea climbed onto the back. She took her purse strap and put it across her shoulder. She was glad her purse was small as she wrapped her arms tight around his waist. Brea squeezed her eyes shut as Jax started up his bike.
"Relax baby." He shouted over the noise of the bike. She was squeezing the life out of him. Brea loosens her tight grip on him and held back her shriek as Jax pulled off.