Say You Love Me

Chapter 15

The rest of the weekend was pretty much uneventful; Monday, however, was a totally different story. I never talked to guys at Charming High besides when I first got here to shut them all down. There was just this one boy that couldn't take a hint. It started when Jax went in and I was so distracted with everything that I never thought to tell him about it; but for whatever reason he just wouldn't leave me alone. I had just gotten finished with my lunch and was digging through my locker before he had slammed it shut. Seriously? Not this shit again.

"Hey Shay, you lookin real good today sweet cheeks," Jerome told me as he smacked my ass. I knew for a fact that he was affiliated with one of the MC's, he always had on black and purple. I figured he was running with the One-Niners or one of their prospects.

"Don't fucking touch me Jerome!" I told him.

"Oh come on Baby! It's not like you're with anyone and I know that, so what's the deal?" he asked. I started chuckling. This kid has no fucking clue.

"What's the deal? I'll let you know what the goddamn deal is. YOU keep your fucking hands off me. You see, Jerome let me ask you a question. Are you a prospect for the One- Niners?" I asked him. He just continued to stare at me with a smug look on his face.

"Yeah, I'm real close to patching in too! What that got to do with anything? You like the bad boys Shay? You should let me hit it at least once! I'm telling you, you'll love it." That's fucking it.

"You think I'm not with anyone but you're so fucking clueless that you might get your hands chopped off."

"Ain't nobody gonna do shit to me. As soon as they see that nice tight ass of yours, they will completely understand why I'm gunning for you."

"I'm already someone's Old Lady, asshole!" I told him. His demeanor totally switched. He stood straight up and gulped.

"But you don't..." I cut him off.

"Shut the fuck up! You harassing the Old Lady of a VP is enough to get your ass thrown out of the One-Niners. So YOU don't talk to me, YOU don't touch me, and unless its school related, you stay out of my fucking sight!" I told him as I started to walk away. Jerome grabbed my wrist, pulled me into him, twisted my arm behind my back and threw me into a locker. I knew that would leave a bruise. He stepped closer to me, sniffed my neck and laughed.

"You think you talking shit will be able to keep me away from you? You have another thing coming sweet cheeks," he told me as he let me go.

"It's your fucking funeral," I told him as I walked towards the office. I saw the look in his eyes. For whatever reason, he wanted me and I had no clue why. I stayed away from all the guys in school; I kept my head down and only talked to them if it was for a school project. I headed into the office, faked a migraine and got a pass for the rest of the day. I was out the front door, with my assignments, and headed to the clubhouse in five minutes flat. I pulled up to Teller- Morrow and parked next to the garage. Gemma's truck was here so I got out and ran to the office.

"Hey Gem, are the guys here?" I asked.

"Yeah, there in the chapel right now. What's going on sweetheart?"

"Fucking One-Niner prospect pushed up on me at school. I told him to fuck off, he grabbed me and told me that my words didn't mean shit and wouldn't stop him from gunning for me after I told him I was someone's Old Lady." I explained showing Gemma my arm.

"Jax isn't gonna put up with that shit. You go over to the clubhouse and let Jax know what's going on. He'll take care of it," she told me ask she got up from her desk and gave me a hug. I thanked her and walked over to the clubhouse. The chapel doors were still closed so I sat at the bar. The really nice bartender that was always there asked me if I needed anything.

"Just a Pepsi, please."

"Coming right up."

She brought me my drink and as I reached for it her eyes widened. She saw the bruises on my arm.

"Did Jax…" she asked.

"No he did not. This happened by some asshole at school, which is why I skipped the rest of the day and came straight here," I explained as the chapel doors opened. I watched as all the guys came out besides Clay and Jackson.

"Go on ahead in there Darlin'. I hope they kick that guys ass," she told me. I'd have to get her name from one of the guys; she was always so nice to me. I headed inside of chapel; Jax and Clay were still talking so I knocked. They both looked at me but Jackson looked confused.

"Hey, skipping the rest of your classes, babe?" he asked.

"Yeah I didn't want to stay for the rest of the day especially since a One-Niner prospect pushed up on me and then threw me into a locker when I told him that I was someone's Old Lady." I explained holding my arm out so that they could see it.

Shit I heard Clay mumble. Jackson looks very heated as he lit up a cigarette.

"You okay?" Clay asked

"Yeah, I'm fine. My arm is bruised as shit and my shoulder hurts but other then that yeah. I told him not to touch me after the first time he smacked my ass. He still said with me talking shit about being someone's Old Lady that it wouldn't be able to keep him away from me."

"Who was it, Shay? You sure they were a one-niner?"

"This fucking kid has been trying to talk to me since you went in, I've told him no more times then I can count. He's a senior just like me and I noticed he has been wearing black and purple ever since he tried pushing up on me the first time. His name is Jerome. I didn't tell him who's Old Lady I was but still," I explained. Jax stood up, walked over to me and examined my arm.

"Does he go straight home after school?"

"I don't believe so, he's on the basketball team and they have practice right after school." I didn't have to say any more as Jax looked at Clay and they had a silent conversation.

"And you've told him to back off every time he's tried to talk to you since we were in jail?" Clay asked.

"Yes, he still doesn't get the hint but this was the first time that he's ever put his hands on me."

"Yeah, and it'll be the last fucking time too. Clay?" Jax said.

"You take Tig and Chibbs with you. Catch him alone after practice. Do what you feel is necessary," Clay told Jax. Well shit…I told him it was his funeral. Jax had a weird calmness thing going on, I knew he was pissed but his reactions were calm. Okay…maybe he's more than pissed. Jax took my hand and lead me to the kitchen; he pulled out an icepack and wrapped it around my arm.

"He's not going to be able to patch in now is he?" I asked Jax as he sat down by me.

"The One-Niners have a different set of rules then we have but regardless, you don't put your fucking hands on someone's Old Lady. Don't worry…he won't touch you again."

"What are you gonna do?" I asked as Happy walked into the room, interrupting us.

"I'll tell you about it later," he said with a kiss to my forehead.

"Okay, I'm gonna head back to the house. Get the assignments I missed out on finished. You be careful, VP," I told him as I hopped off the stool and towards the door.

"Love you!" I heard him yell.

"Love you too Babe!" I yelled back with a wink.

I took out a roast and slapped some marinade on it and put it back in the fridge for everything to soak in while I finished my homework since I didn't need to be at the garage today. It didn't take me very long so I ended up going for a swim before I made dinner. I had gotten out of the shower and had everything for dinner done and ready but I wanted to wait on Jax. My phone went off as I heard him pull his bike into the driveway. I didn't recognize the number but it could have been important so I answered it as Jax walked through the front door.

"Hello?"

"You're fucking some white guy from the SONS!?" someone screamed at me.

"What? Who is this?" I asked as I looked at Jax and put the phone on speaker.

"JEROME BITCH! HE BROKE MY FUCKING SHOOTING ARM AND FUCKED UP MY FACE!"

"How'd you get my number?"

"FUCK THE DETAILS! Remember what I told you, bitch! You ain't shit! You ain't no one's Old Lady! You don't have his crow or whatever the fuck it is that the SONS put on their Old Ladies to mark em so you are still fair game!" Jackson had had enough at that point because he snatched the phone from me, turned it off speaker and spoke to Jerome.

"WHAT DID I SAY WOULD HAPPEN TO YOU IF YOU EVER TALKED TO HER AGAIN!?" I'm assuming Jerome responded and didn't shut the fuck up like I would do in his situation.

"You wouldn't dare…You're dead you piece of shit. You just signed your own death warrant." Jax said as he hung up the phone and handed it back to me.

"Sorry about that babe."

"It's alright, it's not your fault. Did you really break his arm?"

"Yeah and I would have broke the other one too if Chibbs hadn't of stopped me."

"My hero," I said as I hugged and kissed him.

"You bet your ass, Babe."

"You hungry? I made dinner!"

"Starved, oh and I've got a surprise for you later," he said with a wink.

"Do I get any type of hint?" I asked as I made his plate and handed it to him.

"Nope! Sorry." What the hell!

I fixed myself a plate and sat next to Jackson as we ate in the living room.

I pouted all the way through dinner trying to get Jax to tell me about the surprise but he wasn't having it. As I was putting dishes in the dishwasher, Jax leaned against the counter and slid a piece of paper towards me. I dried my hands, picked it up and opened it. It's a drawing! On the paper there was a drawing of a crow. The crow was perched up on a nice sized branch and it had a red rose in its mouth and at the bottom of the branch the word 'Teller' was written in cursive script and faded into it. It was the most beautiful drawing I had ever seen. OH MY GOD! THIS IS JACKSON'S CROW!

"Jax, this is beautiful! I can't believe this…" I told him as I started to get teary eyed.

"This was designed for you by me and Happy. He said he could be here in ten minutes."

"He's not already on his way over?"

"No. I wanted to show this to you and make sure you liked it before Hap came over…" Jax said as he took my hand.

"Are you sure about this Darlin'? You know that once you get this that it's official, you're my Old Lady."

"Yes Jackson, I'm sure and I can't wait to have this and wear it proudly."

"That's my girl," he told me as he picked me up, sat me on the counter, and kissed me. We were interrupted when we heard a knock on the door. Jax broke away from me to answer it and when he did, he started laughing. Jax walked back in the kitchen followed by Happy who had all of his tattoo equipment. I hoped down from the counter and smirked.

"Thought you said you didn't call him?" I asked Jax.

"He didn't. I've seen him around you; I've seen how happy the both of you are with each other. I knew you were gonna say yes. Everyone in the club knew that."

"How much did you win from the bet?" I asked Happy. His eyes got all wide as he looked down and Jax turned to look at him.

"Yeah, who won and how much did the guys win? What were you guys betting on anyway?"

"Umm… actually Gemma won about a grand. The whole club put money down to see how long it would be before you asked her to get your crow. Gemma had it down to the week."

"Figures," Jax and I said at the same time.

"Okay, well I'm ready when you guys are."

"You probably should lay down on the couch. That'll probably be the most comfortable for you," Hap said.

I went and laid down as Jackson pulled the back of my shirt up so that Happy had access.

"It's your first one right?" Happy asked after he had the area all prepped.

"Yeap, sure is."

"Okay, I'll go as fast and neat as possible." He told me.

"Hold my hand if you need to babe. I'll be right here," Jax said as he took a swig of his beer.

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! THAT SHIT HURTS! I did look up some stuff about tattoos ever since I found out about the crows and such so I knew back tattoos hurt but oh my god.

"You wanna go take a look at it?" Happy asked.

"Yeah I do," I headed into the bathroom where there was a full-length mirror. I turned around and looked at my lower back. This is beautiful. Jax's crow looked perfect; like it truly was made just for me. I couldn't wait to show Gemma!

"You like it?" Jax asked from the doorway.

"Like it? Jax, I fucking love this, it's amazing! Plus, I bet a certain Teller loves the fact that his name is right above my ass," I told him smirking.

"It's does boost my ego Darlin' I'm not gonna lie," Jax said as he came and wrapped his arms around me.

"Yeah I can see that…did Happy leave?"

"Yeah he did," Jax told me as he lifted my shirt the rest of the way over my head.

There was something about the placement of that crow that seemed to drive Jax insane because he was going stroke for stroke like a man possessed as he had me on all fours so that he could see it in plain sight.

There was something about it, the power of the crow, that drove him wild and I didn't mind it at all.

NOTE

DUH DUH DUH! Shay finally has the crow! It's official now!