Hey guys! :) Im actually pretty proud of this chapter! I also want to address one of the reviews I received. I got a review asking to keep Tara out of the story. well, she is gonna be in the flashbacks, and she will have a small part of the present too. Not an incredibly huge part, but a significant one.
The next morning, Jax woke up to an empty bed, and a heavy heart. Not having anything pressing needing his attention at the moment. He thought about everything Trix had said to him the night before. He remembered finding out she had left like it had happened yesterday.
The sons were sitting in the clubhouse, but no one was talking. The mood was very somber. Everyone heard the sound of a motorcycle coming up to the clubhouse, and no one would admit it, but there were more than a few people who were hoping it was the SAMCRO princess changing her mind. But everyone wasn't surprised when Jax stormed into the clubhouse, and noticed the mood.
"Whoa, what's going on?" he asked the room in general, and everyone watched as Opie stood up and pulled him aside and started talking to him.
"She left? Where the fuck did she go? And you all knew she was leaving? Thanks for the fucking call, brothers." He yelled, spitting out the last word in disgust. He stomped back out of the clubhouse, Opie following close behind. When the two of them got outside, Jax rounded on Ope.
"What the fuck, bro? She skips town, and you can't even be bothered to pick up your fucking phone, and let me know?" Jax yelled, getting in Ope's face. Ope just shook his head.
"She asked me not to, brother." And before Jax could start yelling again, Ope held up his hand.
"I don't know why. But it probably had something to do with how she felt about you." Jax sighed and sat down on a table. Then Ope's words sunk in.
"How she felt about me? The fuck does that mean?" He said, causing Opie to look at him like he grew a second head. Ope stared for a minute before it registered that Jax really had had no clue that the girl was head over ass for him. He scoffed and shook his head, before sitting down next to his distraught and very confused best friend.
"Brother, that girl would have done anything for you. She was head over ass. Why do you think her and I broke up? It wasn't cause we weren't good together, everyone could see we were, but she only had eyes for one man. Why do you think she worked so hard to get patched in as honorary? She thought if she were in the club, you would finally notice her. I mean, everyone noticed that she moped around the garage for a full week when you and Tara started knocking boots on the regular. She probably didn't want you to know because everyone knows you wouldn't have let her go."
Jax sighed and rubbed his face. It had taken her skipping town, two years and Tara cheating on him before he had realized he was hopelessly lost without her. He loved that woman, and now that she was back in town, she would be his.
Trix sat at the bar in the clubhouse, having changed her clothes, and heard someone walk up behind her. She turned around and saw Bobby Elvis looking at her like he was seeing a ghost. Trix smiled.
"Hey daddy." She said in the smallest voice she had ever used. Bobby's face broke into a grin, and he ran over and pulled her into a hug.
"Damn girl! You could've at least called to say you were among the living! You had me worried half to death!" Bobby started yelling as soon as he was done hugging her, which caused Gemma to come out of the kitchen and start yelling before she was even in the room.
"Dammit Elvis, would you stop yelling? You are gonna wake-" She froze when she saw WHY Bobby had been yelling. Gemma looked at the female sitting at the bar that she had thought of as her own daughter, and was happy to note that the girl looked well. Not only did she look good, but she had her cut on as well, which signified she was staying.
"Ariel." Gemma said, opening her arms and trying not to cry when the headstrong woman got up and ran into them.
"I've missed you so much." Trix whispered to Gemma.
"I've missed you too baby."Gemma said back. Gemma then turned to Bobby.
"Elvis, I'm thinking a party is in order for tonight." Gemma said, laughing when Bobby wholeheartedly agreed with her.
So, that was how, on her first day back in town, Ariel 'Trix' Munson found herself sitting at the bar in the clubhouse with the music pumping around her. She was wearing a black back baring halter micro mini dress, to show off her ink, but then had decided to wear her cut, so even though her back was bare, no one could see it. She was at the bar when she watched some croweater walk into the room and attach herself to Jax. Trix almost laughed at the desperation the girl was reeking of, and the fact that as soon as she attached herself to Jax, he looked at her. She raised an eyebrow, and watched him chuckle and wink back at her. Deciding to mess with the croweater a bit, she got up to make her way over to them.
Jax, who had been playing pool with Juice, Half-Sack and Ope suddenly found himself with an armful of desperate Wendy. He shook his head, and glanced at the bar, where he had been looking all night, and saw Trix raise an eyebrow at him. He chuckled and winked at her before turning his attention back to the boys and his current game of pool. Ope watched the exchange between the two, and just sighed and shook his head. Always dancing around each other. He watched Trix get up and smooth her outfit down, the take off her cut, and throw on a jacket to cover her ink.
After getting her outfit situated so she looked like a croweater, she sauntered over to Jax.
"Hey baby." She said once he was in ear shot. He turned and looked at her with his eyebrows up, and she gave him a look that said 'play along. It'll be fun' and he smirked and nodded.
"Hey sexy. Good to see you." He went to reach for her, but as expected, Wendy stepped in front of him and pulled Trix aside. The chatter in the clubhouse died down, because Wendy clearly didn't know who she was about to fuck with, but every Son and Son's old lady knew that Trix was looking for fight. They knew that because she wasn't wearing her cut. People didn't fuck with Trix when she flew her colors, so when she wanted to administer a beatdown, she took it off.
"Wait just a minute you little bitch. Jax is mine, so you better not even think about it." Wendy looked the girl up and down, and was mad that she was pretty. Probably prettier than her, which meant Jax would drop her so fast her head would spin. Trix stood there for a second, then laughed incredulously. She knew that a croweater was not allowed to claim a patched member, and she was gonna use that knowledge to her advantage. She stepped right up into Wendy's personal space.
"You his old lady?" She asked, quietly but firmly. Wendy rolled her eyes, and took a step back.
"Not yet. But I will be, which is why you need to back. Off." Wendy shoved Trix a tiny bit with the last part of that sentence, and Trix took the bait. She lunged at Wendy, and took her by the hair, throwing her into the nearest table. Wendy got up and tried to come at her again, but all she succeeded in doing was catching a firm grip on Trix's jacket. Trix spun to get the woman off her, and lost her jacket in the process. She heard the croweaters gasp at the sight of her SAMCRO tattoo. Immediately the whispers started up, knowing she was the long lost SAMCRO princess. Wendy stood there with her nose clearly broken, and panting.
"I'm gonna give you one warning, and one warning only, bitch. You are a croweater. You do not belong exclusively to one Son, and he most certainly does not belong to you. If you walk away now, your beatdown ends here. If you still wanna battle me, give it your best shot." Trix said, loud enough for everyone to hear. Jax stood there with admiration shining on his face. He also realized that watching Trix fight was a major turn on for him. Everyone was watching Wendy to see what her next move was gonna be. The she let out a wail and lunged for Trix again. Trix clotheslined her, bringing her to the ground and got a right, left combo in that made Chibs proud. With Wendy dazed on the ground and sitting up, Trix straightened back up and addressed her one last time.
"Let me put this in perspective for you." She said as she turned to walk away from the broken piece of pussy on the ground. She smirked when she heard her gasp at the sight of the ink on her back. Trix walked over to the bar, grabbed her cut, and slipped it on. She then walked back towards Wendy who had genuine fear shining through her eyes. Trix stopped right in front of her.
"You just attacked a patched member of the club, sweetie pie. Now, you're lucky that I didn't injure you any worse than what I did. You are just another pussy in this place, croweater. Remember that next time you try to make a claim on a Son again." And with that, Trix walked over to Jax and ended the whole scene. The party just picked back up with Wendy sitting in the middle of the floor bleeding, half hoping that Jax would come help her out. But he was talking to the little bitch instead. Wendy vowed then and there to get revenge on the fucking slut, if it was the last thing she did. With that thought fresh in her mind, she got off the floor and stomped out of the clubhouse. As soon as Wendy was gone, the cheers started.
"Good to have you back where you belong, Firecracker!" Tig said as he came up to her and slapped her on the back. There were shouts of agreement from the club, and Trix just smiled. She turned to Jax, and found him watching her. She decided to flirt, and have a little fun. She purposefully made her eyes darken and looked him up and down.
"Wanna play some pool, Sonny?" She said, knowing that her voice was dripping sex, and she saw Jax's eyes narrow at her. The rest of the boys standing around quickly summed up what was going on, and formed a semi-circle around the tables, with everyone else joining as well. They knew what a game of pool was with these two, and it was entertaining. Jax shook his head, and set his cue down.
"Nah, not tonight Darlin'. But I DO wanna talk to you, if I could have a minute?" He said, much to the disappointment of the Sons around them. She nodded, and followed him into his dorm, noting that the music went up a couple decibels as they left. When they got to the dorm, Jax turned around and let her walk ahead of him, once again checking out her ass. He followed her into the room, and shut and locked the door behind him. He took off his cut, and sat down, motioning for her to do the same. She took off her cut, but remained leaning against the wall.
Trix watched Jax take off his cut, and swallowed around the sudden lump in her throat. She had made a vow to not fall in with this man again, and he was making it increasingly difficult for her. Jax sat down, and she watched his eyes travel from her feet, encased in stiletto boots, up her legs and body till he reached her eyes. 'Damn.' She thought. 'Just a look, and I'm ready to do very naughty things to this man.' She shook off the thought, and looked at Jax expectantly.
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