Two chapters in two days? Uh, can I get a what what?! Oh my, guys thanks for all your lovely reviews, I was so happy when I read them, I was so happy, One guest gave me some advice on how to better my writing, and although this person told me to delete I guess I'm going to continue for all the people who want me to! I want to point out that this story is purely because it was buzzing in my head for the past few days, and I may not be the best writer ever, I write the way I write, and I am okay with that. I take all you guys suggestions though, they are very important to me! I did try to take this person's request into consideration while I was writing however, so I do try! This whole fandom is so welcoming so thank you, I love you all for being so supportive of a girl and her stupid little story. I enjoy writing this story, as I find the whole show's basis fascinating, and the chemistry between Jax and Tara so raw and believable. And don't get me started on how well each character is portrayed. Sorry, for droning on a lot there. Thanks gumdrops for reading through all that if you did.
Chapter 2.
As Jax stands, still as a statue at the end of the stairs, Lyla comes out of the kitchen tears streaming down her face, Opie following here attempting to pacify her yelling. "I hope you have fun in Belfast, WE ARE SO FUCKING DONE" she screams at the regretful looking Opie. She storms past Jax, and pauses half way up the steps. She spins around and goes face to face with Jax and glares into his eyes hatefully. "This is for cheating on my friend" she smiles sweetly, and slaps him hard across the face. "Bastard. Burn in fucking hell" she spits, and waltz up into the same room Tara is in, and slams the door shut. Both men flinch at the impact. "We should be going, we have to pack" Jax says briskly, and Opie nods unsurely. "Yeah" he agrees hesitantly. And out of the door they walked.
"Do you think they are gone?" Tara asks, as they hear the roar of the truck engine coming to life. "Yeah, I think so" Lyla says, tears still falling. "What happened with you" they ask simultaneously. "Opie told me "once a porn slut always a porn slut" he thought I was going to sleep with them guys... How could he think that of me?! And I told him it's over. I don't want it to be over. I love him, and Ellie and Kenny! And Piper, he loves Opie like a dad! But he disrespected me and my old job!" Lyla tells her, and motions for Tara to continue her story.
"He said "I'm always gonna be his old lady" and I told him it was in the past. I don't even know anymore" she sighs, and Lyla grabs her arms. "You know what. You're my best friend. That I have ever had, and I'm sorry if that sounds tacky but it's true" she beams and Tara smiles shyly. "Yeah, you too. I'm not exactly what you can call popular, so I guess you are my best friend" she mutters, to the blonde's silent delight. "You know what we need. Sad movies, tissues and ice cream. Let's walk to the store" Lyla declares. "That's a great idea!" Tara agrees.
"This was probably not a great idea" Tara admits drunkenly as they both sit in a jail cell, Lyla hugging her packet of oreos to her chest and Tara a bottle of chocolate milk as Wayne Unser looks at them, . A not so amused look on his face, his arms crossed tightly across his chest, a frown gracing his features as he looks upon the two women in front of him in the cell.
"So the ice-cream snuck into your handbag?" he asks, and Lyla giggles. "Yess" she slurs. "Girls, I have heard some terrible excuses from some terrible liars, and Tara you and Jax were exceptions as you were the king and queen of excuses as youth, but god you've lost your touch" Unser jokes. Tara groans, as she lies back against the wall. "Who'd you call in?" Tara asks, and Lyla sits up. "PLEASE DON'T CALL MY MOM, SHE'LL KILL ME" she begs, and Unser shakes his head as Tara sighs. "Oh god what the fuck did you two do" a familiar voice sighs, and Tara turns to see Gemma standing on the other side of the bars. "Well doesn't this take me back" she smirks and Tara starts to laugh.
Flashback- Jax and Tara are sixteen and were caught smoking pot by Unser.
Jax was stretched out on the bench in the cell, Tara pulled in against his side. Unser comes into view, and he rolls his eyes. "In prison, prisoners are not meant to touch each other" he informs the young couple. "Technically we're in a holding cell, and I'm being held" Tara answers back, and Jax suppresses a chuckle. "If I didn't like you young lady" Unser smiles. "Where are they?!" Gemma's voice snaps, and comes stomping into view.
"If I EVER get a call at three in the fucking morning that you guys were smoking pot in public again... Be smart like normal teenagers and do it in your bedrooms" she tells them, and Unser clears his throat. "I'll act like I didn't hear that" he smiles. "Yeah, you do that. I'll sign them out or bail them or whatever the fuck it is" Gemma sighs, giving the comfortable looking teens a dirty look. "You two are cleaning all the bikes tomorrow. And the bar and you're organizing the garage. Oh this will be fun" she adds with a smirk, causing two protesting groans. "Ah ah ah. You broke the fucking law, you two deal with the consequences" Gemma informs them, as she follows the chief into his office.
End flashback
"Didn't you swear your law breaking days were over?" Gemma asks Tara.
"I did, then I decides one more couldn't hurt. Sorry you got called to bail us out"
"Well it was me or Jax, who is pissed off at this present minute"
"Why?" Tara sighs, and Gemma looks at her as if she was slow. "Oh let me see. His son is missing, the love of his life hates him, and he has to go to Belfast to find his son" she says, and Tara drops Gemma's steely gaze. "Oh" was all she could think to say.
Lyla's not so quiet snores filled Gemma's car on the way back to Tara's. The biker matriarch bailed the two women out, and Tra and her now sat in a somewhat uncomfortable silence. "Your an old lady, you shouldn't leave your man over one crow eater" Gemma breaks the silence. "He cheated on me. He told me it was my fault Abel got taken. He told me I am not part of his family. HE pushed ME away. He told me Wendy was Abel's mother, not me. So yes. I am done. I am leaving. I was clearly never his old lady" she defends and Gemma gestures at her lower back.
"You keep the crow though. Why? Why not get it removed?! I'll tell you why. Because you and my son are it. You're the one fucking couple that gives others faith. I didn't like it when you came back, because someone having that much power over my baby threatened me and my place in his life, and I am sorry for that. I love you. Tell me you love me" Gemma demands, and Tara sighs, and turns to look at her. "I love you" she says honestly, and Gemma nods. "You're damn right you love me" she smirks, and sighs. "And can you tell me honestly you don't love Jax. If you can, I'll drop the subject. But only if you can look me in the eyes and say it truthfully" she finishes and Tara looks out the window. "I- He- It's complicated" she decides, and Gemma looks at her. "But you can't say you don't love him?" she presses on, and Tara groans. "I suppose I can't" she agrees, and a thoughtful silence follows.
"I want to say, I'm sorry. I should have stopped Ima from ever coming around the club" Gemma says, and Tara's head snaps up in shock. "No. It's not your fault. It's Jax and mine. I was stupid in trying to convince myself it could work. Now I'm going to go inside now, and go to bed. I will see you when you get back from Belfast, I'll stop over to see A-Abe-Abel" she stutters on the infant's name, her voice getting choked up. She wipes her eyes furiously, as she turns to shake Lyla awake. "C'mon Lyla we are home" she whispers, and shakes the blonde's arm. As the blonde begins to wake, Tara turns to talk to Gemma. "Thanks for the ride" she smiles, her eyes still slightly watery. She gets out of the car, and walks to the back door, opening it and assisting her drunk friend out of the car. "Bye Gemmaaa" Lyla slurs, as her head droops onto Tara's shoulder. "Need help with her?" Gemma offers, and Tara shakes her head. "I got her thanks" she says surely and makes her way towards the door. Gemma watches as she somehow gets the door opened, while supporting Lyla and gets inside with no hesitation, and shakes her head as she drives away. "Always was a stubborn kid" she mutters, as her car disappears down the darkened road.
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