Say You Love Me
Chapter 9
Jax's phone rang just as we had finished eating dinner.
"Shit," Jax said as he answered it.
I grabbed our plates and went to the kitchen to get them washed. Halfway through dishes Jax came and wrapped his arms around me.
"Babe, Clay called church in a half hour so it looks like we are heading to the club earlier then we thought."
"That's okay, I'll get ready after I'm finished with these."
"I got it, go ahead," Jax told me. I dried my hands and headed to the bedroom to get ready. I stripped myself of Jax's t-shirt and threw some lotion on. I smiled to myself as I realized how good I would look tonight. I pulled my outfit for the party tonight out of the hidden part of my suitcase. A three-quarter length black shirt that had would have my girls on full display. The shirt also had extra fabric dangling in strips from the side of my breasts to the front. It sort of had a Tina Turner dress type feel to it. Along with some leather leggings that I had bought along time ago but never could wear because my mom always had something smart to say about them. I had stashed some silver bracelets and a pair of sunglasses away in my make up bag. I threw on some dark eye shadow, for whatever reason it looked kick ass with my green eyes. I guess I could thank my father for that much. I didn't know if it was an Irish trait or what but I never talked to my dad about his heritage that much. People didn't know that I was mixed with Irish blood; most people just assumed I was light skin and that was fine with me. I knew he was connected to some pretty bad shit that he tried to keep disconnected from the family. As long as it didn't put Steph or me in the middle of any shit, I kept that to myself. Keep his Irish ties away from us to keep the family together only to ruin it all by sleeping around. Fucking asshole I thought as I grabbed my shades and headed to the bathroom to straighten my hair. Ten minutes later I heard Jax yell if I was ready.
"Yeah, I'll be right there," this is as good as it's going to get.
I headed out towards the front door where I figured he was waiting on me.
"Well Shit! You look hot, Babe."
'Thank you, Jackson." I told him as I took the helmet, strapped it on my head, and hopped on the bike.
"Ready when you are."
Jackson started the bike and we were off to the shop.
By the time we arrived to Teller- Morrow I could tell that Jax was the last one to arrive. There were eleven bikes already parked out front of the clubhouse and the garage looked like it was closed for the night. The office was still light up and I could see the shadow of someone through the closed blinds.
"Is Gemma here?" I asked Jax.
"Yeah, she's in the office. You mind waiting with her until church is over?"
"No problem, I have to talk to her anyway," I told Jax handing him his helmet and kissing his cheek.
"Don't let Clay get you down, Babe."
I headed towards the office and knocked.
'Come in' I hear Gemma yell.
"Hey it's just me, we came early. Clay called church " I told her as I took a seat across from her desk.
"You look good, sweetheart. I'm pretty sure you'll have Jax eating out of the palm of your hand tonight."
"Speaking of that. I know about the sweetbutts and croweaters. Who is it exactly that I have to worry about?"
"Staking your claim already?"
"Just making it known."
"Jax hasn't shown an interest in anyone besides you since that night shit went down with the Mayans. Not gonna lie, they are getting pissed. Swarming him like flies on shit. It's funny to watch actually… There is one blonde skank that lays it on a bit thick. Her name is Ima, one of the porn girls that works out of Cara Cara. I can't stand the bitch."
I sat back and smirked. Gemma really doesn't like anyone but me.
"Figured you'd like to know. My son is real smitten with you."
"I'll be by his side as long as he lets me."
"Be by his side as long as YOU want too Darlin'. This life Jax is in, the shit that could happen, if it gets dangerous, if it puts you in any harm, Jackson will try to push you away. Don't let him do that to you. You are good for him and he needs someone like you around."
I took everything in that Gemma told me and thought about it.
"You see that bitch lay a finger on Jax, she makes any type of play on him tonight, you show her what's what. Stick with me sweetheart and you'll have this Old Lady shit down in no time. I'll help you until you can handle it on your own."
"Thanks Gemma"
"No problem at all sweetie," Gemma told me. I guess we had lost track of time because next thing we both knew, music was blaring and you could hear the roar of the party all the way to the office.
I stood up and cracked my neck.
"You coming?"
"I have some stuff to finish up here, I'll be over in about 20."
"Kay Gemma."
I walked out of the office and towards the clubhouse. There was a fighting ring set up in the front and guys were sparing while others watched. There were kegs and women, if you could call them that, everywhere. I figured Jax would still be side so I head in. I felt lots of eyes on me as I made my way to the bar. A guy that I recognized from the ice cream parlor put his arms around me. He had scars on his face on the sides of his cheeks.
"Lookin for Jax Lassie?" he asked me.
"How'd you know?"
"He's talks about you, I knew who you were looking for as soon as you walked in. He's in the chapel right through there. I'm Chibbs by the way." He told me pointing me towards double doors with a reaper across them.
"I'm Shay, nice meeting you," I told him as I walked towards chapel. Jax was leaning against the table with his head in his hand.
"What's the matter, baby?" I asked him. Jackson looked up at me and I saw all the worry fade away as he smiled at me. He pulled me towards his body.
"Nothing now that you're here. Want a drink?"
"I think we both could use one."
He held my hand as he led me to the bar. There was a pretty brunette bartending.
"What can I get you and the lady Jax?"
"A beer and a…." Jax looked at me.
"Cranberry and Vodka please?"
"Coming right up."
The bartender grabbed Jax's beer, made my drink and handed them over. I took a long swing as Jax lead me to the pool table.
"Wanna play?" he asked me
"Don't get mad if I beat your ass Teller."
"That's okay Darlin' I'll be beating something else up later anyway with your ass looking like that," Jax told me smirking as he handed me a pool stick and picked on up for himself.
"Whatever you say Jackson," I told him laughing.
We were well into our second game before nature called.
"I'll be right back, Baby. I have to use the bathroom," I told him as I sat the stick down. There was a bit of a line for the women's bathroom so I waited patiently. I was gone for 15 minutes, when I walked back out from the bathroom. I spotted the little slut who Gemma told me about earlier with Jax. Skinny, fake tan legs and a thigh gab so wide probably from her being pounded with everything with a dick. I felt eyes on me; I looked up to see Chibbs, Gemma, and I assumed Clay, looking back and forth between Ima and me. Jax was leaning against the pool table turned with half his body facing away from me but I could see Ima's actions clear as day. They were talking about some shit, which was fine; he could talk to whomever he wanted. Ima moved in even closer to Jax and started stroking his patches on the front of his cut. That pissed me off. Ima whispered something in his ear, kissed the side of his mouth and ran her hand in between his legs. What a fucking twat. My hands started shaking, Ima must have felt me giving her a death glare because she looked up at me, smiled and winked. Fuck this bitch, she doesn't know who she's fucking with. I started walking over to Jackson as Ima walked over to the bar. I kissed him deeply and he ran his fingers threw my hair. I pulled away from him and smiled.
"Who was that Babe?" I asked him faking a smile.
"That's Ima, she…."
Before Jax could finish his sentence I was headed back over to the bar. I walked up to Ima to introduce my self.
"Excuse me, I'm Shay. Jax's girlfriend," I told her hold on my hand for her to shake. She looked me up and down with disgust and sucked her teeth.
"I don't believe you. Jax's doesn't do black chicks number one and number two I'm pretty sure he wouldn't dirty himself with a mulatto, light skin, or whatever you call yourself bitch like you," she said loud enough for everyone to hear. I saw Jax make a move to come over to us, but Gemma grabbed his arm so that I could handle it on my own. I hand had long dropped by now. I had both on my hands hips by the time she was finished.
"Okay, nice meeting you too," I said as I turned to walk away. Ima turned facing towards the bar and I had walked three steps before I stopped and turned around. I walked back to her, grabbed her by the back of the neck and slammed her face down on the edge of the bar. Smiling as I heard a loud crunch, I let her go as she slid down to the floor holding her bloody, broken nose. I took her beer that she had just ordered, took a sip and sat it back down; then spoke so that the entire clubhouse could hear me.
"I'm not light skin, you fucking whore! Call me a mulatto again and I'll slice your damn tits off. I'm half Irish and if you know what's good for you, you'll keep your damn hands off of Jackson because the next time you touch him or come anywhere near him, I'll cut your god damn head off and mount on my bedroom wall and I won't loss a wink of sleep doing it," I told her as I walked back to Jackson and kissed him on the cheek. I peaked up at Gemma as she looked at me proudly and winked. Chibbs had his head in his hands laughing his ass off and Clay had an unreadable expression on his face.
"Ready to pick up our game, Babe?" I asked him as if nothing had happened.
"I fucking love you I swear. Yeah, I think it's your turn," he told me.
"Yes it is," I said picking out my next shot.
"Black and Irish huh? That's a badass combination. Reminds me of my wife" I heard Chibbs say as Gemma and Clay laughed.
The rest of the night went without any issues from any croweaters or sweet butts, they brought Jax and I food and drinks whenever we were running low on either one. Being with Jax, being at the clubhouse, making my claim on Jackson made me feel empowered. If this was what being an Old Lady felt like, I loved the feeling.
Gemma was right after all.
NOTE
I think Shay is coming along just fine. I never like Ima…that fucking skank but let's not go there. Next chapter should be up sometime tomorrow!
J
- Ashley