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Chapter 7
Friday, May 9th, 1997
The sun was rapidly setting and the cool breeze felt nice against his skin. He and the rest of the club rode closer to Charming, pushing the bikes to full speed in order to arrive to the town before nightfall.
Shit with the Irish and Niners went smoothly much to the surprise of everyone involved. The Mayans were pushing deep into Niners territory and an emergency order was placed with the Irish. Like the good business partners they were, SAMCRO delivered within two days. The surprise delivery required for them to leave immediately to Oregon and back, where the Irish were hiding surplus guns in a warehouse. He only had time to pack an overnight bag and for that he was sure Tara was pissed about. She hated when he left without letting her know in advance. But he'll make up to her tonight.
"Yo, bro!" yelled Kozik from his left. "Ain't that your girl?"
Jax turned his eyes to his left and indeed saw Tara's head leaning against the side, a peaceful smile plastered across her face as she slept.
He recognized that Jeep. The gapped tooth prick driving it had made it his life mission to make his relationship with Tara a living hell when they were in high school. He was pretty sure Hale was aware that he was driving next to SAMCRO but he made sure to fucking ignore all of them as he continued facing forward.
Jax pulled back a bit letting Opie and Happy ride in front of him. He signal for them to continue without him as he maneuvered his bike so it rode directly behind Hale's Jeep. He was sure Clay would give him shit for abandoning ranks as they rode but nothing made his blood boil more than his girl in another dudes car. Giving the future cop a few moments to pull over, Jax quickly made his way so he would be riding side by side to Hale's window.
"Pull over," he yelled.
Hale ignored the biker and reached over and turned the volume of the radio up slightly ignoring Jax's request.
Angrily Jax rode closer to the vehicle and kicked it the side door with all his might without losing control of his bike.
"Fucking pull over," he commanded as his decimal volume went up, the inexplicable anger clouding his vision.
Hale gave him a smirked as he glance to his right and saw Tara looking straight at him, anger blazing on her face.
He couldn't heard what she said to Hale but it was pretty obvious what it was as Hale rolled up his window and continue driving towards Tara's house exit. He saw his girl cross her arms in front of her, a look of fury across her face.
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He was off his bike even before she was able to hop off the Jeep. He swung the door to the vehicle wide open and grabbed her arm pulling her off.
"What the fuck are you doing in this prick's car?" he said, his teeth clenched in anger.
Tara shrugged off her arm from his grip. "If you fucking gave a shit, you would have called me."
Jax grabbed her again and pulled her closer. "I had club business," he fumed.
"You always got fucking club business."
By then, Hale had made his way around to where they were standing. "Let go of her."
"You mind your fucking business," yelled Jax and turned his attention back to Tara. "You don't need to be in another man's car, especially if you are my Old Lady."
Tara pushed him away from her, her face red in anger. "If you were to take your head up your fucking ass, you would notice that my fucking car is not on the driveway. If you were to pick up the damn phone and give the girlfriend you claim to love so much a call, you would know that my car is in TM getting fixed by one of your stepfather's employees. And let's see if you even fucking remember that I had an exam to get to yesterday. An exam that was pretty fucking important for me to take in order to get my diploma so I could get somewhere in life."
Tara kept getting closer to his face until they were inches apart. "If it weren't for this man," Tara points at Hale, whose hands were shoved inside his pockets, "I wouldn't have been able to graduate. For the past two days, he has been driving me to and from school. Something," she jammed her index finger into his chest, "you should have been doing, if it weren't for your fucking commitment to SAMCRO."
He saw the anger in her eyes and he felt his own deflate a bit. "Tara..."
"DON'T," she yelled, her eyes watery and her lips trembling. She walked to the Jeep and took out a clear bag that contained what seemed to be a cap and gown. Tara walked to Hale and gave him a half hug. "Thanks Davey for the ride. Please tell me you are still coming?"
David placed hand on her hip and gave her cheek a brief kiss. Jax felt his temper getting out of control and he took deep breaths to control it. "I wouldn't miss it for the world, Tara." He gave Jax a disgusted look before getting into his Jeep. Shutting the door, David turned the ignition and waved at Tara as he drove away.
Tara dug out her keys from her jean's pocket and talked to the front of her house.
Jax followed stopping right behind her as her trembling hands tried to place the key inside the locket.
"Tara..." he whispered, placing his hand on her shoulder. He flinched when she shrugged his hand off. Turning to face him, Tara wiped the tears from her face.
"I need you to leave, Jackson."
"What?" he asked, shocked.
"Get the fuck away from me and away from this house. I don't want to see you!"
With that said, she turned the locket and open the door. She gave him one last glare before slamming the door right on his dumbfounded face.
