Over the years, Gemma showed no love in giving JT what he always wanted. A daughter. She hated the thought of having one for two reason. One. She always thought girls were brats that needed drowning by their mothers and two. Part of her had doubts about even bearing another child knowing with her family gene, there was always that off chance that her next child would have the same heart defect as her and her two boys and she couldn't risk the loss if something ever happened to it.
1989
"Uncle John" Mia shrieked breaking out in a fit of giggles as JT scooped her up in his strong arms.
"A-ha baby girl" JT replied with a massive ear to ear grin as he spun her around. There was no love lost on JT's part.
He and Gemma not loved Mia like she was theirs. All the club kids were loved by the president and his old lady but Mia was special. After Mia was born prematurely with the risk of potential death for the infant caused by a fatal car accident that left Mia an orphan. Lucy had taken her in much to JT's dismay. It was clear he wanted Mia but she was fine with her aunt and uncle taking her in as their own.
Lucy was the elder sister of Mia's birth mother. The two sisters along with Gemma grew up in the small town of Charming as best friends before they all ran away, coming back when the club began.
The Sons pulled together to help Lucy through her grief stricken period. JT and Lenny the pimp who started the Tacoma charter helped her through her pain. Of course though, back then Lee had been a new member at the time but his status in the club hadn't faltered on the founding members side.
"John Teller you put that little girl down right this instant" Gemma barked out cutting all fun and interaction between her husband and the Tacoma princess. Gemma grinned wickedly towards Mia and kissed her cheek. "Hey baby girl where's mama?"
"Mama's outside with Skip and Chad helping her bring in food" Mia declared "where's Tara and Tommy?" She asked full of excitement.
Even though she lived in Tacoma, JT always asked for her over the school breaks so she stayed with them more times than she could count and as for Tara?
Tara's father Terry Knowles had been employed by JT working as a mechanic for Teller-Morrow automotive. He'd been working there for as long as anyone could remember, so when Mia came down to visit they were always hanging out. She grew close with Jax and Opie but Tara and Thomas were her best friends. They always wrote back and forth letters updating each other in their lives as often as they could and every time Mia was down from visiting, she would always make it a habit to spend every waking minute with Tara and Thomas. Their bond was nothing any of the members of SAMCRO had ever seen it was that strong.
"In the treehouse honey. Don't go falling out of the tree this time please Mia. You almost gave me a heart attack the last time" Gemma said just as Lucy stepped over the threshold of the Teller home.
"Now now Gem, don't jinx it" Lucy stated in somewhat fear knowing her daughter was clumsy when it came to playing outside. She lost count in how many times Mia had broken her arm or leg it.
Gemma bit the inside of her cheek and motioned towards the backyard. "Go on Mia girl" Gemma dismissed.
Ever since Mia had been born she loved Gemma and JT like second parents.
The year of 1990
After the death of Thomas Teller, Mia slowly stopped visiting Charming. If it wasn't for the fact that she missed her best friend, JT and Gemma then she wouldn't ever show her face around the small town again.
Mia saw the change in both JT and Gemma. She tried not to see it but it was just too easy not to get caught up in it. Gemma started treating Mia differently, as if she was closing herself off in not letting anyone into her heart. She was kept at arms length with queen bee and JT was just as bad.
Every time she was down visiting she could see the walls JT had built for his own sake. She never saw the same light she always had whenever he scooped her up in a bone crushing hug. That was cut with a simple hello and a kiss on the cheek before he disappeared into his office, out of the house or he simply never appeared if he knew she was in town.
The year of 1993
"I'm sorry aunt Gemma" Mia cried as she clung to the new widow. Gemma's breath caught in her throat when Mia clung a little longer. The clubhouse was packed to the max. Everyone had come to pay tribute to the fallen mother charter clubs president and founding member. Gemma couldn't help but feel partially broken.
Guilt was eating away at her with having had her husband taken out by the man she was having an affair with but she hastily buried those feelings down for the sake of her only living son. She could only pat the thirteen year old before she pulled her away.
"Tara is out the back with the boys. Why don't you go play with them" Gemma asked politely. "My son would definitely need you honey" she clarified.
"You sure aunt Gem?"
"I'm sure. Go on Mia." Mia's sad smile faltered some. Her nickname that Tommy named her with had been lost on her ears ever since Tommy had died. Gemma and JT both stopped calling her Mia girl. She lowered her head and headed out back to find Jax, Opie and Tara sitting in silence. Tara and Opie tried helping Jax but Mia could see him pushing them away.
It pained her to see Jax going through a hard time in his life. First his little brother then his fathers death. There was nothing more that she could do.
A few months after JT's death
Not long after the death of the founding member, the Gemma Mia knew had long since vanished. Gemma wasn't the loving person towards her like she was before JT had died or since before Thomas died for that matter. Mia just had that feeling as if she wasn't wanted around Charming anymore and Gemma showed no care in the world about it.
For some reason when Tara had told her about Gemma and Clay getting together she didn't like it a single bit which explained her change a lot. Gemma became this closed off woman with a need to possess her sons life, she used the death of her late son and husband as a means of building the protective and powerful wall she had built up for herself and her family.
Bounding into the soon to be hyphenated last name of the Teller-Morrow house, Mia saw red. All she saw was disrespect for the man she loved like a father.
A smile that Mia used to love from the SAMCRO matriarch was now replaced with a gruff, angry looking stuck up bitch kinda one. Her hand was placed on her hip which was cocked out to the side looking all Gemma while her other hand tapped mockingly on the counter top.
"What are you doing here?" She asked condescendingly.
"It's the break of fall Gem. I came to see you as always" Mia stated dumbly pulling her saddle bag from her shoulders. "Did you forget?"
"No. Thought you wouldn't bother considering my husband is no longer here" Gemma stated simply causing Mia's mouth to hit the floor. The anger had subsided some which was now replaced with hurt and Gemma swallowed the sorrow she was feeling for the young girl.
"Look Mia there's some shit going on here. I can't have you here these holidays. You should've called first. You can stay tonight, I'll book you a ticket out of Charming first thing tomorrow" Gemma stated as if nothing had ever happened before turning back to peeling some potatoes.
"But-" she stuttered out in complete shock and failing to mention that her mother and brothers were down here with her instead of her usual, coming down by herself. Instead of anything else being said, Mia glared at Gemma as she worked her way around the kitchen and couldn't help but notice that she looked nothing like the part of a grieving wife and every bit of the biker bitch she was.
Gemma had always loved Mia but knowing her husband wanted her from the moment she was born made her hate herself more. She wanted Mia too but with how close Jax and she were in age, she just couldn't handle that shit and now, seeing as she's lost her family she couldn't afford to open it up with the one girl she wanted. It forced her to put her foot down of even thinking mothering Mia was a good idea which brought up her intentions of turning her back on the young girl. As much as Gemma was all about family, she couldn't help how she felt somewhat jealous for the thirteen year old.
Nothing else needed to be said as she barreled towards the stairs heading straight for Jax's room. Without knocking she shoved the door open coming face to face with Jax forcing himself on Tara on the bed.
"Get the fuck off her" Mia screamed as she saw Tara trying to shove Jax back. Jax stumbled back in shock and looked from Tara to Mia then back again. Seeing what his intentions were had him shuffling out of the room swiftly.
"Shit… Tara I'm sorry" he rasped. Hoping he hadn't ruined their friendship and what could've been, he backed out of his room, storming down the stairs and out of the house having no interest in what Gemma was yelling after him about.
"He… He didn't mean that" Tara exclaimed fixing her button up blouse that revealed the swells of her barely there breasts that he managed to grasp. "He's angry at her… It wasn't what-"
"Don't try and defend him Tara. He was about to-" Mia couldn't say the words as she pulled Tara in for a hug.
"No he wasn't. That's not him" Tara denied knowing full well what the SAMCRO Prince was like. He fucked everything with two sets of lips since he first discovered what a pussy was.
"Yeah, right" before she could say anything else, they met a fuming Gemma in Jax's doorway.
"What the hell happened in here? Where's Jax gone?" Gemma asked.
Suddenly the anger was replacing all emotions Mia felt in that moment and she stood. "Well if you hadn't been paying attention to your new old man then maybe you'd see with your own eyes how much your fucking Jax up" Mia declared. She had never sworn at Gemma before but it felt good seeing the look of hate Gemma had for the young girl.
"Don't you talk like that to me or tell me what I should and shouldn't be doing with my son. When you have kids of your own then you can tell me all about it and you have no idea what's going on here" Gemma spat out.
"Fuck you. Where's the respect in being John Tellers old lady? His wife? Where the hell is the respect in keeping your legs closed. He's not even cold yet and your fucking his brother" Mia spat out. "Or was it when he was still alive that you fucked that asshole" Mia asked. She hated Clay with a passion. Something about him always rubbed her the wrong way and she could now see why.
She felt the wind leave her breath feeling slightly unstable for a moment as if she had been slapped in the face. Except, that feeling felt far too real to Mia. Her face had turned from the impact of the hand and the sound of the action rang out in her ear.
"You wouldn't know anything about respect young lady. If it wasn't for Lee or Lucy taking you in then you'd be exactly where your mother was. Living and using your body for nothing but money to get a good $20 rush" Gemma declared in anger. She towered over the little girl she'd just hit and she waited to make eye contact before she said anything else.
The look of hurt in Mia's eyes didn't stop her from spewing hateful and vicious words.
"Your nothing but the orphaned child they felt they had to take in" Gemma exclaimed and it looked as if Mia finally let a tear spring to her eyes.
"Orphaned?" Mia stuttered out. She had no knowledge of ever being an orphaned child which Gemma just spilt the beans on. "Are you saying-" she drifted off looking up with glistening eyes.
Gemma furrowed her brows having only caught on with what she said "what? Don't act too surprised Mia. You look nothing like your brothers" Gemma stated simply.
For a thirteen year old girl who looked up to the woman standing before her, she couldn't help but hate her for everything that had happened. For Thomas dying… For JT dying… For moving on so fast and for completely shitting on her husbands name altogether. She couldn't help but feel completely shattered in this very moment having found out that she wasn't the birth daughter of her parents. Well, the only parents she's ever known whose shown her love and affection since she can think far back enough. The perfect world she lived in was nothing but hurtful and full of lies.
Before anyone could see anything coming, Gemma was being flung into the door of Jax's room causing Mia to tumble back to avoid involving herself.
"You bitch" Lucy roared pulling Gemma back to look her in the eye. "You know as well as I do that me and her father weren't forced to take her on. Hell, you and JT wanted to. If this is some sick way of getting back at him then take it up with someone else and not a 13 year old girl, much less my 13 year old girl. You need to shape up how you are towards Jax and even though I'm happy for you moving on, a little early at that but I am, never bring my daughter into something because she's the easiest thing to aim your anger at. You understand me Gemma?" Lucy growled out.
Gemma furrowed her brow as if saying -who the hell do you think your talking to- but Lucy caught on too fast. "Do you hear me?" She demanded holding her on the side of her shirt. With a nod Lucy held a little longer before her eyes lingered to the crow tattooed on her left breast. "I don't even recognize you anymore. When your ready, I expect an apology. Face to face. My daughter will never be coming back here again" Lucy exclaimed as she reached a hand out for Tara to take.
"Come on girls. This old lady needs some girly loving and I know you both do too" Lucy stated.
-o0o-
A few days had past since the Gemma and Mia incident. With permission from Terry, Tara was able to spend the rest of the break up north. Mia had closed herself off from everyone but Tara. In Mia's head, she knew nobody knew the pain she was suffering. Lucy tried consulting her… Her father the same but all she wanted was Tara.
With only saying little to no words to her parents, she started opening up after a week but the subject was still a sore spot for her.
AN. So now we see a little darker side of the younger Mia towards the SAMCRO matriarch explaining why Gemma hates Mia *which btw I feel really disrespectful about*. Gemma feels envious towards Mia and hates that instead of mothering Mia herself, she was handed to her aunt Lucy and what a way she was told she wasn't her parents biological daughter.