listen to my songs know what you did in the dark (light em up) by fall out boy
Fresh air.
After a week in hospital, and three days driving, Holly was taking all the chances she could get to breathe in and soak up the sun rays. Plus, she was going back home.
She never thought she would ever be going back - not to her house, but her home - to Charming. She wasn't that thrilled about the possibility of facing Jax after all these years, and knowing that there was 0.1% of a chance that Jax would have actually left the club and Charming - she knew it would be coming.
Tossing her bag into the passenger seat of her car - a black 1969 Dodge Charger, a sixteenth birthday present from her father - Holly got in and shut the door. This was it... A fresh start. Kind of. More like a do-over, but a start nonetheless.
Checking the time, the blonde calculated that she could check out the town again before she headed to Teller-Morrow. She was glad she had her spot in the club. But she found the whole situation strange... She was sure after what had happened, they'd all be angry her.
Turning on her car stereo, Holly started to sing along as she got bored of seeing nothing but trees. What didn't expect to see - or want to see - was smoke coming out from under the hood of the car.
"Mother fucker" Holly groaned, as she watched the tachometer drop down to zero.
Steering the car onto the side of the road, Holly immediately got out and walked around to the front of the car. Lifting the hood up, she coughed as the smoke come up and started to wave it away.
Attempting to fix it, she touched part of the engine without thinking. As her skin made contact with the hot surface, she winced and pulled her hand away.
Looking around to figure out where she was, she noticed the large 'Welcome to Charming' sign behind her and rolled her eyes. Of course.
Taking out her phone, she called Teller-Morrow Automotive - asking for someone to pick her car up, and tow it back. She didn't give her name away, only her location. She didn't want them to not come out here, just because it was her. She would have fixed it herself, but she wanted to wait until she had all of her tools.
"You still sure about this?" Gemma asked Clay, as they stood inside the office. Looking through the blinds, they watched as Jax worked on one of the bikes.
Placing the tool that he had previously been using back down, Jax tried his best to not let his soon-to-be-child fill his thoughts again.
Not that he didn't care about it, it just upset him to know what Wendy could be up to. He was just glad the divorce papers were all complete and handed in, leaving him to focus on the club and preparing the nursery.
"Of course! She's done her time, she's a valuable member and she deserves her spot" Clay frowned, sliding his sunglasses on to shield his eyes "Let's go break the news" the male added, as he walked out with Gemma trailing behind.
Ordering everyone to get inside the Chapel, even the prospect, they all sat around the table wondering what was going on. Of course people were worried, but the prospect thought this meeting was all about him - whether he was about to get patched-in, or kicked out.
They all settled down once Clay entered.
"Alright, listen up... As you can tell, we're a little short on members. Thus the reason I'm adding one more to the family" Clay announced, as the other members glanced over at the prospect and then back to Clay with a look of uncertainty.
Not that the prospect was bad, he was just... Not quite ready yet. Jax, being Club Vice President, felt slightly angered that Clay hadn't spoke to him about this. He knew it was Clay's club, but he could have at least put it to a vote. Or even consulted Jax about it.
Pulling into the TM parking lot, Holly stepped out of the truck and took a deep breath in. She shook her thoughts away, grabbing her bag and tossing it over her shoulder. Shutting the door, she returned the smile one of the mechanics had given her.
"Morning, Holly" he sang out, genuinely pleased to see her.
"Morning" she sent a nod in his direction, continuing on to the Clubhouse. Pushing the front door open, the familiar smell of beer and cigarette smoke hit Holly and she felt a wave of nostalgia.
Stay strong, Holly. She thought to herself, subconsciously glancing down at her appearance. With her denim cut off shorts, boots and a grey shirt - she knew she would be out of place. And of course, due to the fact she was clearly a female.
Tucking her sunglasses into her bag, her eyes landed on Gemma who was sat behind the bar.
"Holly! I almost didn't recognise you with that hair... It looks good, baby!" she exclaimed, gesturing for the blonde to come over to her.
"Thanks" Holly grinned, walking over and giving her a hug.
"We'll catch up later, everyone's waiting for you" Gemma informed the female "I'll mind that for you" she added, pointing to Holly's bag. Smiling, Holly handed it over and headed over to the Chapel. She paused, turning around to face Gemma again.
"Does he know?" Holly asked, and Gemma simply shook her head. Gulping, Holly headed over to the door and knocked.
"Everyone welcome the newest addition to Sam Crow..." Clay instructed, as the prospect was practically hanging off the edge of his seat. Opening the door, Clay smiled "Get in here, Morelli" he jerked his head towards the inside of the chapel.
Jax raised his eyebrow as Clay said 'Morelli' but figured it was just a coincidence. If it were Holly, Clay or Gemma would have said something by now. The prospect scooted back into his seat, feeling his stomach drop as he realised that he was not in fact named Morelli and he was inside.
Everyone looked towards the door, as a tall blonde woman stepped in - Holly. Holly Morelli. The love of Jax's life, even if he told you otherwise or refused to even speak her name.
"Blondie!" Chibs beamed, getting up to hug the girl. Everyone else came rushing over, also greeting her. The prospect, however, just sat there. He had no idea who this girl was, or why she was a new member.
Jax also decided to keep still in his seat, partly because he was trying to calm himself down and not lunge towards Clay and strangle him. For five years, he had been trying to get her out of his mind. It was impossible, yes. But he was still willing to try.
And now she was back, as if everything was fine. As if she hadn't ditched the club, and left him that night.
Without warning, she just... Disappeared.
"So, where are you staying?" Juice asked Holly, as they all sat around a table in the lot.
"Oh, I haven't actually got a place yet... This was kind of rushed" Holly answered, as she played with the bottle cap from her bottle of beer.
"If you need a place-" Juice began, before Jax cut him off.
"That won't be necessary" Jax informed the male, as everyone looked at him with surprise "The house is still in your name, you have it" Jax spoke to Holly, although his eyes never met hers.
"Good thing I still have the keys then" Holly retrieved them from her bag, before getting up "I'll see you guys later, I've got some errands to run" she explained, sliding her sunglasses back on.
"Wait. You never told us why you came back... Where you went?" Tig questioned, once again everyone turning their attention to Holly. Except Jax, he just sat their staring at his cigarette.
"I came back because this is home" she began, glancing at the male "It'll always be home" she added, with a small shrug as she looked down at her patch "As for where I went... That's for me to know, and for you to find out" she winked playfully, spinning on her heels and heading off to her car that had since been fixed.
Watching as she pulled out of the lot, Jax excused himself and followed the female. They needed to talk, needed to get things sorted out. That, and if she were to go home and see the nursery - he'd need to explain.
Glancing in her rear-view mirror, Holly rolled her eyes as she noticed the same motorbike still following her. It had been half an hour of aimless driving, and she knew it could only be Jax.
Coming up to a set of lights, they flashed yellow and Holly sped around the corner just before they turned red. Turning another corner, she looked through the mirror once more to see the bike was no longer following her.
But that wouldn't last long.
Pulling up inside the small grocery store, Holly grabbed her bag and entered. Giving the girl behind the counter a smile, she looked more interested in her gossip magazine than basic customer service.
Rolling her eyes, Holly grabbed a trolley and started to push it around. She knew the house would most likely have little to no food, knowing that Jax had never been one to go grocery shopping. Unless Gemma had gotten him some things, Holly would starve if she didn't bring some with her.
Also, she didn't plan on staying at the house with Jax for very long. However she didn't quite know what he meant... Was he just going to pack up and leave? Or would they have to share?
Turning the corner and entering another aisle, Holly stopped to survey her options in cereal. Another woman turned the corner, chatting away on her mobile phone. Holly noticed her baby bump, and then the track marks on her hands and feet. Her nose scrunched up slightly, as she further examined the woman.
Not wanting to get caught, Holly turned back to the cereal and unintentionally listened to the woman's phone call.
"Meet me around the back of the store" the woman spoke in a hushed, but stern, voice. The phone call didn't last long, and neither did Holly's attention towards it.
After finishing her shopping, Holly unloaded the items onto the conveyor-belt. The girl behind the counter snapped her gum, as Holly watched outside as a black car pulled up.
One guy, dressed in jeans and a white singlet, headed off out of sight. The other, dressed in black jeans and a grey shirt, headed into the store.
His eyes caught Holly's, and he gave her a small smile. Not a friendly one, but more of a cocky one - due to the fact he would have caught her staring.
Turning her attention back to the girl behind the counter, she stuck her hand out and looked up at Holly.
"That'll be $105.45" Holly raised her eyebrow at the high price, glancing at all the bags and sighing.
Handing over the money, she took her receipt and placed the bags back into the trolley and pushed it out to her car.
Unloading the bags into the boot of her Charger, although there wasn't much space with all of her belongings from her old apartment, Holly shut it and returned the trolley.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the same male from earlier run out through a small alleyway next to the store, jumping into the black car and speeding off.
Out of curiosity, Holly cautiously headed down the alleyway to see the junkie woman from earlier passed out on the ground.
Holly become more alarmed once she realised all the blood on her pants, and immediately called for an ambulance.
Biting her lip, Holly paced back and forth as she waited for any kind of news on the woman. After being told she had to leave, she blurted out that she was in fact her sister.
That seemed to work, although the nurse did give her a strange look. Probably because of the leather cut.
Storming towards the reception desk, Jax noticed Tara and knew she would surely have the answers to all of his questions.
"What the hell happened?" he asked, looking over to Wendy in her hospital bed "The baby?" he added, desperate for answers.
"Wendy had track marks all over her feet and hands... The toxicology reports suggest it's Crank. As for the baby, we had to do an emergency C-Section - He's 10 weeks premature" Tara gave all the information she knew, as Jax sighed.
"Holy shit..." he groaned, unable to believe Wendy's behaviour.
"I'm afraid he's got several problems... All of which combined, can be deadly. The doctor says he has about a 20% survival rate - and that's being optimistic" Tara broke the news, and Jax could feel tears stinging his eyes.
"She's lucky her sister..." Tara paused as she nodded towards Holly who was walking over with a cup of coffee "Found her, anyway she knows the whole story. But for now, we need to sit down and talk this over" Tara added, but Jax didn't want to sit - he wanted revenge.
"Tell me exactly what happened" Jax demanded, as he faced Holly. Holly glanced between Jax and the others and sighed. He didn't even bother to question why Tara thought she was her sister.
"To cut a long story short, he happened" Holly handed over a small pack of matches, from the dealer. Snatching them from her hands, Jax was now fuming. He knew exactly who was behind this.
Jax began storming off again, towards the door.
"Jax!" Gemma called out, as her son briefly turned around.
"Go and see the kid, I've got something to sort out" he answered vaguely, before turning back and continuing on his way out.
"Don't worry, I've got this" Holly sighed, saying goodbye to Clay and Gemma and running off after Jax. Driving behind Jax proved to be quite the challenge, as Holly tried to duck and weave her car through all the traffic.
Once they got there, Holly entered the bar behind Jax. Narrowing his eyes, the male spotted the person he was looking for and immediately headed over to him. Taking a pool cue off a passer-by, Jax gripped onto it tightly and swung it around to hit the male over the head.
"Hey!" a few others shouted, trying to get past Holly to help the male Jax was currently punching in the face. The other male fell to the ground, blood flowing from his nose and mouth - of course, this didn't slow down or stop Jax.
"You sold Crank to my pregnant ex-wife?" Jax asked through clenched teeth, causing Holly to widen her eyes as Jax starting to kick the man.
Minutes passed, and Holly got a hold of Jax and started to pull him away. He had gotten married? And divorced? And become a parent?
"I think you've made your point" she tried calming the blonde down, as they headed towards the exit. Jax shrugged Holly's hands away, and sighed.
"What are you doing here Holly? What are you doing joining the club again? You know it was never a place for a-" Jax began, before Holly cut him off with a slap across the face.
"Don't you dare say it" she pointed her finger at him "Don't you fucking dare, Jackson" she growled, opening her car door.
Taking a step to close the distance, Jax knew she was pissed off. There's no way she'd ever use his full name, unless she was about to rip his head off.
"Oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it?" Jax tested her, raising an eyebrow.
"Go back to your son and ex-wife" the blonde instructed, tearing her eyes away and getting into her car. Slamming the door shut, she drove off towards the house. She needed to salvage as many groceries in the car as she could.
Pulling into the gas station, Jax got off his bike and headed inside to buy his essentials: a carton of cigarettes and a box of condoms.
Pushing the glass door open, Jax listened to the bell above his head chime. Stopping by a display of books, Jax picked one up and started flicking through it.
Placing it back down, Jax tried his best to not let Holly fill his thoughts again. Placing the items he was going to purchase down onto the counter, Jax was oblivious to the female behind the til as she tugged down on her blouse to make her chest more visible.
Looking up from the money in his hands, Jax pointed to the cigarettes behind the girl.
"Hey Louise, pack of the usual" Jax informed her, before she spun around and reached for them.
Placing them into the plastic bag along with the other items, she sneaked the book in she had watched Jax reading earlier. For a split and rare second, her attention had adverted to something other than Jax. From afar, she watched as flames burst into the sky.
"What the hell is that?" Louise questioned, her eyes widening. Even though she was a safe distance away from the blast, she felt scared. Jax followed her gaze, approaching the window to see what she was so distracted by.
Eyes landing on the blaze, Jax panicked.
"Shit!" he exclaimed, pushing the doors open and leaving the store and a confused Louise. Getting back on his bike, Jax headed straight for the clubhouse. With any luck, everybody would still be hanging around. Admittedly, he'd even be glad to see Holly there. Anyone would do at this point.
The following morning Holly, Jax, Clay and Tig rode over to the location of the blast. Clay was beyond pissed. He knew the Mayans would have to be behind this, for sure. Pulling up among the ruins, he headed over to inspect the scene.
Placing his hands on his hips, Clay shook his head. He couldn't believe this had happened, there was really no reason for it. He had a guy watching the warehouse, so this kind of thing wouldn't happen.
There was only one person right now who could shed some light on the situation, and luckily, he was on the Sam Crow payroll.
Sheriff Vic Tramell.
"What the hell happened?" Clay skipped the greetings, and instead asking the question on everyone's mind.
"Some propane tanks caught on fire" Vic sighed, as he shook his head "The place just blew up, with all that ammo inside... The fire department said it was arson, they saw a lot of boot prints" the male explained, as he walked through the ashes with the the other four club members.
"Cowboy?" Clay asked, as Vic nodded in response.
"Told you it was those shit-eating Mayans" Tig called out.
"Wait - where the hell was Rodriguez?" Jax inquired, taking in his surroundings.
"Your watchmen has gone MIA" Vic answered, making Clay even angrier. If he ever saw Rodriguez again... He was a dead man.
"What kind of exposure are we looking at?" Clay asked, hoping the event had gone unnoticed.
"Officially... Myself and the fire department. I guess the fire captain could be convinced to change the report" Vic shrugged, answering truthfully "Unofficially - the blast was seen in two county's. This location - dead" he added.
"Jesus Christ" Clay muttered, turning to face Vic "The guns?" he raised an eyebrow, hoping at least some of them had been able to be retrieved.
"All gone... except for a few glocks" Vic frowned, his answer not at all the one Clay had been hoping to get. Turning around, he kicked the nearest object in frustration.
"Look - get the fireman on board, and don't let this shit hit the ATF's radar" Jax instructed, as he handed Vic some money.
As they all went to leave, Holly noticed a small door that must have lead to the basement. Lifting it up with her foot, she covered her mouth because a) she was about to scream and b) the smell was absolutely horrible.
Everyone turned to face her, as she started to cough.
"H- What the hell?" Tig was genuinely confused, as he walked over to the female and saw what she was staring out. Two members of their assembly crew, a mother and daughter, were inside - burnt, of course.
"Get them out of here, Trammel" Clay groaned, walking off towards his bike. Jax simply handed more money over, as Vic sighed and tried to think exactly how he could pull this one off.
Tig walked off also, following Clay. Jax went to walk off, and turned to see Holly still standing there. Frowning, he took a hold of her arm and pulled her along
"C'mon, darling" he instructed, in a soothing voice. Of course, he hadn't meant to say it. He did it out of habit, and luckily for him, she hadn't heard.
Pulling into the TM lot, Holly got out of her car and headed over to Chibs and Kip - who had been introduced to her as Half-Sack - with an amused smile. A deer's head - a dead, bloody, and messy one - was through the windscreen of the car the two males had just picked up.
"How the hell am I supposed to get this out?" Kip let out a frustrated sigh, as he stared at the car with wide eyes. Holly laughed, taking a chainsaw from the truck and handing it to Half-Sack.
"Here, pretend you're carving up a nice big, juicy steak" Holly suggested, as the other male took the chainsaw with an uneasy feeling in his stomach.
"I um... I don't eat meat" Kip frowned, already feeling guilty about this.
"You'll figure it out, kiddo" Holly smirked, placing a cigarette between her lips and lighting it up.
As Kip walked off, Chibs lead Holly through the lot.
"What the hell happened out there?" he questioned, both concerned and eager to find out what exactly went on.
"Oh, some Mayan's torched the warehouse, stole the guns for the Niners" Holly recalled the conversation she heard between Clay and Tig.
"Holy shit... Where's Clay?" Chibs interrupted.
"He went off to face Laroy... Try and get us some time" Jax explained Clay's absence, as he came up behind the two.
"But they already paid for that supply!" Chibs exclaimed, shaking his head. Holly glanced down at the ground, still unsure about the situation. She would definitely have to do some research if she wanted to be the best member she could be.
"I'm afraid that's the hard part" Jax shrugged, before his phone started to ring. Handing his cigarette to Chibs, he answered the call and paced around "Hey, mum" he greeted the caller, with a smile.
"Hey, sweetie. Have you been to the storage unit yet?" Gemma asked.
"Nah, I've been tied up with club business" Jax frowned, listening to his mother.
"Well, you should go this afternoon. There's a whole heap of baby stuff in there, it'll all be useful" Gemma explained "Oh, and could you take Holly with you? She needs a place to put some stuff away safely" Gemma asked, as Jax groaned.
"Sure, it's not like I have a choice" Jax rolled his eyes, even though she couldn't see him.
"Exactly" she laughed in response, before continuing "You make sure you invite her over for the dinner tomorrow, same with Chibs and that other new kid" she added.
"I'll do my best. Later, grandma" Jax smirked, as he fiddled with the cap on his head.
"Asshole" Gemma mumbled with a smile, as she ended the call.
Following Chibs and Holly inside to hear the verdict of Clay's meeting with Laroy, all three took their seats in the chapel, everyone's attention turned towards Clay.
"We've got a day..." Clay announced, leaning forward onto the table "I don't care if we have to kill, we're getting those guns back and to the Niners" Clay finalised, taking a sip from his beer bottle.
"Alright... Me and Chibs will find intel on the Mayan's. Juice, start hacking into the database and get as many addresses as possible. Bobby's busy so I'll find someone to do his job" Jax began planning, before Tig cut him off.
"Wait, what do you mean Bobby's busy?" Tig questioned, as Clay leaned back with a devious look.
"Don't you worry about Bobby, we've got fresh blood to handle that job" Clay answered Tig's question, as everyone turned to look at the prospect.
"You boys should really start trusting me" Holly advised as everyone looked to her as she spoke, Jax finding himself smirking at her comment.
"We'll be doing this tonight, get this shit over with" Clay informed everyone, before looking to Juice "No pressure" he smiled faintly, before ending the meeting.
Standing up from her seat, Holly went to leave the Chapel but stopped as she heard Jax speaking into her ear.
"Not so fast, you and I have some jobs to do" he started to walk ahead of her, knowing if he didn't she would bombard him with questions.
Getting into one of the vans, Jax waited for Holly to get into the other side before heading off towards the storage unit. There was no way all of the stuff for the nursery would fit in Holly's car, and of course no way he could get it home on his bike.
Standing before his bed in the Clubhouse, Jax started to equip himself for the night ahead of him; a gun on his ankle, a knife on his belt, a bullet proof vest, and a gun inside of his cut. Placing his gloves on, he ran a hand over his hair and let out a deep breath.
Leaving the room, he went out to his bike and checked on Holly. Ever since the slap across the face, he started to doubt her less than the minute she walked through the Chapel door. He watched as she climbed into one of the vans and put the bag of explosives on the seat next to her.
"Follow me, the others will join us" Jax instructed Holly, who nodded. Starting the car up, she waited for Jax to leave so she could follow him. Exiting the lot, they drove through Charming on the way to the location Juice had found.
Passing a group of girls, who looked to be only eighteen, Holly watched as they all stopped to check Jax out. Holly rolled her eyes, knowing that he would find this flattering and was most likely smirking about it.
One by one, the others joined Jax and Holly - with Clay leading everyone, of course. Once they arrived, everyone parked their cars and bikes in a safe distance before quietly heading over. Cutting a hole in the fence, everyone snuck through.
Bursting through the back door to the building, the group held their torches and guns up to inspect the large room. Opening up a wooden crate, Jax dug through the contents until he retrieved a gun.
"Praise Jesus, it's a miracle" Clay let out a sigh of relief.
"There's more over here!" Tig yelled, from the other side of the room.
"Alright, go take 'em out to the van" Clay instructed, as Tig and and a few others lifted the crates and took them out to the van.
Holly began setting up the explosives inside, with the help of Jax - she hadn't asked him to, but he had insisted on helping.
"We've got company" Juice announced, as Clay joined him at the window to inspect.
"Gotta be the Mayan's" Clay answered, placing his hands on his hips "Tig, get the van out of sight. Everyone else, lay low" Clay ordered, and everyone moved into a position so they wouldn't be seen "You, with me" Clay pointed to Jax.
Exchanging glances, Holly noticed that Jax looked worried. She gave him a faint smile, to suggest he'd be fine. He gave her a quick nod, before getting up and leaving with Clay. Running up to a dumpster, the two males took cover and kept an eye on the Mayan's truck paired just inside the gate.
"We should have been long gone by now" Clay sighed, glaring over at Jax. He and Holly had an argument previously about the explosives, causing their schedule to go off-course.
"We got the goods, lets just get out of here" Jax kept his eyes truck.
"No way. I came here to send a message... As soon as those two wetbacks see the busted doors, they'll call more for backup" Clay shook his head.
"Look, I'll go distract them to the dumpster" Jax ran over to the other side of the alleyway, before Clay could protest. Picking up a blanket that had been left on top of the bins lid, Jax wrapped it around himself and his head, before staggering around singing as if he were a homeless drunk.
The two Mayan's walked over, amused.
"Hey, tell your other dirtbag buddies not to camp out here. Or they'll get some of this" the shorter one warned, before swinging his face towards Jax.
After getting hit, Jax doubled over and shrugged the blanket off as he hit the male back. Clay came up behind the other, and held his gun to the males neck.
"No bang bang, por favor" Clay spoke into his ear, with a demanding tone. Taking his gun, Clay pushed the male forward. Facing the male who had punched Jax, Clay spoke again "You tell your dirtbag buddies, that if they ever steal from us again - they'll get some of this" Clay warned, as he raised his gun and shot the other male in the throat.
After the gunshot echoed through the alleyway, someone got into the truck and began to speed off. Pushing the remanding Mayan forward, both Jax and Clay held their guns up at him.
"I got 'em!" Holly yelled, as she ran out towards the back of the truck. Holding onto the side, she boosted herself up and rolled into the back. Sitting up, she aimed her gun through the open window and fired shots into the back of the males head.
He slumped over the steering wheel, and the car came to a stop as it hit the brick wall. Jumping out of the truck, Holly walked over as Juice and the rest of the members came running out to Jax and Clay.
"Holy shit!" Juice exclaimed, regaining his breath.
"Check the back, make sure that's all of 'em" Jax instructed, as Juice nodded and went off with the others to check leaving Clay, Jax and the the Mayan standing there.
"He's all yours" Clay sighed, heading off to the side. Jax narrowed his eyes, fixing his gaze on the Mayan.
He got down on his knee's, and started to pray as he looked up at the night sky. Jax aimed his gun at the male, before getting shot twice in his back. Holly gasped, refraining herself from running over to see if he was okay.
Even though they had several arguments, and were tense around one another - she still found herself caring about him, and Jax felt himself caring about her too.
Rolling onto his back, Jax fired shots towards his shooter who ended up falling to the ground. Among all the action, the male Jax was originally meant to shoot reached for the knife in his pocket. If it weren't for Holly noticing this, Jax would have been stabbed. But instead, he met the same fate as his friends as Holly shot him.
Wincing, Jax tried to stand up as Holly came over to help him. Grabbing a hold of his arm, the blonde pulled him up.
"I'm alright... I got a vest" he assured both Holly and Clay. Running over, Chibs groaned.
"Mother of Christ, I leave you alone for two seconds and it turns to shit" he shook his head, as Juice took in the sight before him.
Moving back into the building, Holly began to check all the explosives and make sure they were all set to go.
"This shit-holes about to light up like a birthday cake" she announced, instructing everyone to start leaving. Rolling the object she set on fire towards the explosives, she ran out with the others towards the van. Within seconds, the whole place blew up as everyone ducked to protect their heads.
Sitting in the back of the van, Jax glared at the back of Clay's head as they drove off. Holly raised her eyebrow at this, but decided against questioning it. It would only result in another argument.
a/n hope you liked this chapter! :)
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