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JAX'S POV
The garage was packed.
As I walked inside Tig blocked me.
"Something on your mind?" I asked
"Other than the fact that your a self centered prick who think he's top shit." he responded
I smiled "Look around. I am" I replied
"Let's get one thing straight, the only reason your in this club is cause of John"
"Is that what you think?" I questioned
"Yea"
"So why am I still here? My old man is long gone but I'm still here" I challenged
"For now"
I got in his face "Mad cause you still Clay's bitch boy?"
"You shouldn't be V.P"
"What are you going to do about that?" I waited "Nothing huh? Thought so"
Bobby got in the middle. "Calm down, we're all on edge"
I looked around for Op "where's Op?"
"Hospital" Bobby answered
"What happened?"
"Why don't you tell me?" Clay said walking up
"Whatchu mean, what happened?"
"We agreed! You and Op!" Clay shouted
"I'm here aren't I?"
"Your late and because of that your best friend is in the God damn hospital!"
"I don't need this!" I stormed off and went to my room in the club
Someone opened my room door. I looked up at my door to see who it was
"You alright baby?" my mom asked
"Am I alright?"
"Talk to me"
"What's the point, you wouldn't get it anyways"
"Why cause I'm so old?" she joked I turned away from her "Is it about the club?" she
asked but I didn't answer. "It's about Tara isn't it?"
"I need..."
"You need a support. A stable ground. Tara good with your new responsibilities?"
"I don't know if we're the best right now, together"
"Jackson"
"Mom, she's seeing someone"
"She's just a little distracted that's all, most teenage girls are"
"Not her, she's different"
"What proof you got?"
"It doesn't matter" I got up and walked to the door "Whatever happens, happens."
I got out to the bar and everyone stared.
"Here" Clay threw me a piece of paper "You got a second chance, you and a couple of
guys need to handle some business with the Asians"
I looked at the paper, it had directions to an old warehouse a couple miles out of town.
"Tig" Clay called out
Tig looked up
"Go with him" Clay ordered
"Clay.." Tig started
"Just do it"
"Clay man, not to go against your fine judgment but them? Together?" Bobby questioned
"What? You wanna join them be my guest but they need to figure this shit out!"
Everyone looked at me and Tig
"I got no problems" I told
"Just business" Tig added
"Good" Clay said before leaving
"I'll go with them" Happy said
Clay looked at him
"Just in case" Happy added
Happy was far from complex. We could always count on him to handle business no matter
what the cost. He stayed levelheaded even after spending most of his life behind bars and
most importantly, he never ratted on the club. It was as simple as black and white. Killed
or be killed was his motto. I could trust him, especially if Tig was going to be carrying a loaded gun.
The warehouse was abandoned.
"Looks as if it's been deserted" Tig said
"Yea but why?" Happy asked
"Good question" I said "Spilt up"
"You got it" Happy said taking out his gun
I looked around the back and found nothing, on my way back I called Tara but she sent
me to voicemail. "Tara, its Jax. Look I know you ignored my phone call. To be honest, it should of been the other way around but whatever. I want to see you, meet
me tonight. I'll be in my room at the clubhouse..."
I couldn't get to finish because Tig walked up.
"Well isn't this a surprise" he started to say as I still held the phone to my ear
"Tara let me call you back" I hung up the phone and put it in my pocket
"Funny, here you are again. Busy with Tara while we do all your dirty work" Tig said
I stepped pass him and said "whatever" then continued to look around the warehouse
A couple minutes later we meet up.
"Anything?" I asked
"Naw" Happy said
"Nope" Tig added
I rubbed my forehead
"Kay, I'll just tell Clay that this was for nothing"
"Shhshh" Tig interupted me
"Look man, I'm getting tired of you.."
"Quiet! Do you hear that?" Tig said
We listened
"I hear it" Happy said
"Asians?" I wondered
The doors opened
"Get back!" Happy whispered
We hid behind the walls waiting to see who it was.
About three or four Asians walked in.
Tig started to get fidgety
"Relax" I ordered
"I'm trying" He complained
Next thing you know he sneezes and guns started going off
TARA'S POV
"Hey" Gemma said walking in my room
"Hey. Do I even needa ask how you got in?"
"You should be use to it by now. What you looking at?"
"Nothing" I said closing my laptop and shoving it under my pillow "What's up"
"Can't I pay my dear friend Tara a friendly visit, I mean after all we've been threw."
"Gemma, I know you. There's always something under the surface"
"You caught me. I wanna throw a little dinner party tonight, hoping you can come"
I rolled my eyes "What did Jax say?"
"Haven't spoken to Jax. Opie's in the hospital so I figured I could invite his family, a few
friends"
"I don't think its a good idea for me to be there right now"
"Look don't do this for me or even for Jax, do this for Opie. He needs all the support he can get right now"
"Fine. What do you need me to bring"
"You can make the salad"
A baby started crying
"What's that?"
I got up and ran to the next room
"When did you get a kid?" Gemma asked sarcastically
I went into the other room to get the baby and yelled back "Its not mine" I picked up the
baby and tried to calm her down while walking back to my room saying "I needed cash
and the Petersons next door needed a babysitter"
When I walked into my room Gemma was closing my laptop and trying to shove it back
under my pillow
"What where you doing!" I asked
"Just straightening up"
"Get out!" I ordered
Between the crying baby and yelling at Gemma I didn't notice when someone opened the front door. Jax walked in my room
"Hey, hey, hey. Calm down" he looked around the room "Who's kid"
"Relax skippy it ain't yours" Gemma joked
"Well obviously, I would of remembered Tara being pregnant."
"I'm babysitting for the Petersons" I informed
"What's all this yelling for" he asked
"You sent your mother here to spy on me?"
"What? No. Mom what'd you do?" he turned to Gemma
"Nothing, her laptop was open and I just took a peek" she said innocently
"Bullshit! My laptop was closed and under my pillow"
"Why you hiding it?" she questioned
Jax and Gemma waited for my answer
"I think I'm entitled to a little privacy"
The baby kept crying
"Mom can you please take the baby into the other room!"
Gemma took the baby out of my hands "Come on, let's go make you a bottle" she said
walking out the room with the baby
Jax slammed the door.
"Jax not now. I'm tired"
"When Tara? You don't pick up my calls or call me back so when""
"My phone's off. I didn't get a chance to turn it back on and check my messages"
"We can't keep acting like something's not wrong"
"We're going to talk, I promise"
"When?"
"Tonight, after the dinner for Opie, we'll talk"
"Fine, I'll get rid of my crazy mother" he kissed me on my cheek