Whispers of What We Were
Chapter 2
"Donna, thanks so much for helping me move back into the house."
"It's no problem Tara. I've missed you. It will be nice to be with someone who doesn't give a shit or bend over backwards for SAMCRO."
"Yea..." Tara said, staring into the backyard where her children had already reconnected with Donnas kids and were now playing what appeared to be tag.
"Opie told Jax you were coming home." Donna confessed as she unwrapped some mugs from a box.
Tara sighed, "I knew he would. I'm actually surprised Jax and Gemma weren't parked in the driveway when I got here."
"Opie asked Jax to back off for a couple of days. Let you and the kids get settled in. I don't think Gemma knows, she would definitely be here if she did."
"You're telling me Jax actually listened to someone?"
Donna put a comforting arm around Tara, "Jax was a complete wreck after you left with Emily and Abel and he's changed a lot. Apparently he's really trying to turn the club around."
"He should have left with us." Tara whispered.
"I know. They all should leave with us. But none of them do."
Tara nodded. She knew Donna never was a fan of the club and she knew of the struggles she had with trying to get Opie to get out of the Sons. "I really should head over to the club house tomorrow, maybe after my orientation at the hospital. I need to talk to Jax before he sees Emily and Abel. I mean, letters is one thing, but they haven't seen him in four years. We're all different. Plus, I should face the wrath of Gemma."
Donna pulled her friend in closer, "You've recently updated your will right?" She joked.
Fifteen Years Ago
"Jax, you really don't have to take care of me like this."
"I'm not letting you go back into that house while your father is like that. I'm taking you to my house."
Tara nodded. Never in a million years did she think Jackson Teller, Prince of SAMCRO, would ever walk her home, let alone take her to his house. They had been at the same party and because Tara was friends with Opie's girlfriend Donna, he had offered to walk her home.
Of course Jax had offered mainly because Tara looked hot as hell in a mini skirt and tank top. He had dropped her off and before he had made it to the end of the driveway he heard a loud crash and a scream. He had bolted back up the drive and forced himself into the house. Blinded by the sight of Tara, cowering in her kitchen and her dad poised to hit her, Jax immediately tackled her father to the ground. It had only taken one solid punch to knock the older man out cold. Jax grabbed Tara's hand and led her quickly out of her house.
"Really Jax, this is unescessary. My dad just has a little too much to drink sometimes." Tara explained.
"Thats no excuse. You don't deserve any of that shit." Jax took off his SAMCRO hoodie and offered it to her. As much as he hated seeing her cover up the tank top, it was getting cold and he was trying to score some gentleman points.
"Thanks." Tara put on the hoodie and took a moment to inhale the scent. It made her dizzy.
"So... Donna was telling me you do really well in school. She said you get A's on everything you do." Jax commented, trying to change the subject.
"Something like that. I want to be a doctor."
Jax stared at her, "really? Thats amazing" This girl was way out of his league. A doctor? Who was he kidding?
They walked for another twenty minutes or so. Tara talked about school and Jax talked about SAMCRO and the Harley he would soon be getting for his sixteenth birthday.
Jax's house was in a nicer neighborhood and larger than Tara's. He opened the front door and Tara was met by the most unnerving gaze.
"Mom, this is Tara. She needs to crash here tonight."
For the rest of Tara's life, she would forever fear the scowl she would always receive from Gemma Teller-Morrow.
Present
Tara hated the way her body betrayed her when she thought about Jax. She wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans as she walked through the gates of Teller-Morrow, a place that had felt like a second home now felt so foreign to her. She had parked her dads Cutlass on the street because anyone seeing it in the garage would immediately know it was her. She passes the Harley's and stopped in front of one she knew all too well. Jax was here. His bike was parked next to Clays.
She flushed as memories of her and Jax on that bike came to the forefront of her mind. She remembered the day he got the bike. Tara had shared his first ride with him. Being on the back of that bike, holding tightly to Jax was exhilarating. Damn her body for betraying her again.
As quickly as her mind had drifted, it was painfully taken away when a loud voice was heard across the garage.
"What the hell are you doing here you little bitch?"
Tara turned towards the voice.
"Hello to you too Gemma."
END CHAPTER 2
