Kurt it breaking my heart this season… Its so hard to watch what's going on between Jax and Tara….very heartbreaking. Personally, I think Jax needs to wake the fuck up before he loses his family… He has lost grip of all realities at this point.

I want to thank mellymel22…Thanks for being my go to person to vent J

This chapter takes place when Jax and Tara are 18…Again, I make reference to things that I address in my other story, There's Us, so please if you have read it, go ahead and do so! Sex scene down below…

P.S.: I am going to write a lot of those from now on…going to focus on the happier jax and Tara moments given that this season is so miserable for them.

Chapter 7

Donna paced back and forth in the small room, biting her nails to a quick. Tara watched from the mirror on the vanity as she continued to apply small amounts of makeup on her pasty skin.

"Stop pacing so Goddamn much. You are making me nervous!"

Donna stopped and looked at one of her best friends. Finishing off with the mascara, Tara placed it back in her purse and turned to look at Donna.

"Am I crazy?"

Tara smiled. "No, Donna, you aren't." She walked over to her friend and gave her a hug. "This was meant to be."

Donna wrapped her arms around Tara's waist. "I am so nervous."

Tara laughed. "I would be too but this is right. I feel it."

They stood with their arms wrapped around one until a loud knock disrupted the quiet room.

Jax strolled in without waiting for the girls to answer. Pulling apart from one another, Donna and Tara smiled up at Jax, who also stood smiling.

"You girls ready?"

Tara looked over to Donna, who nodded her head enthusiastically.

All three exited the small room and made their way to the main chamber area of the small chapel. The lights of Las Vegas created beautiful shadows in their faces as they waited to be called into the Chapel.

When the small lady who processed the marriage licensed appeared and motioned for them to walk in, Tara gave Jax a small kiss on the cheek and hugged Donna before grabbing the fake bouquet and walking into the Chapel.

When she walked down the aisle, she saw Opie pacing back and forth as the Elvis Impersonator stood back, a small smile tugging on his lips as he watched the nervous teenager in front of him.

When Opie noticed Tara in the lavender dress, she and Donna purchaed a couple of hours ago, his face broke out in a huge grin—a grin that Tara eagerly returned as she made her way down the aisle.

When she finally reached the end of the aisle, Tara hugged Opie with all her might and stepped to the side, waiting for her man and her best friend to join them at the altar.

Within minutes, Jax and Donna appeared, both with huge smiles on their faces. Tara's eyes connected with his as he walked Donna down the aisle, the baby bump barely visible in her white summer dress.

Donna had tears of happiness streaming down her eyes as Jax handed her to Opie.

The ceremony was short and sweet, Donna and Opie only having eyes for one another. Tara would alternate between looking at the loving couple and the man standing directly in front of her. Every time she looked at Jax, she noted that his eyes were always on her, smiling, his eyes twinkling.

When the Elvis Impersonator pronounced Opie and Donna, husband and wife, the newlyweds shared a sweet and passionate kiss as Tara and Jax and everyone else in the room clapped on.

She stroked his naked chest as they both tried to catch their breaths. Tara placed her head atop of his chest, his heart beating profusely against his chest.

After a few minutes of blissful silence, Tara shifted so her gaze could connect with his.

Jax grinned at her as he pushed her hair out of her face. "I love you, babe."

Tara returned the grin. Kissing him softly on the lips, Tara answered, "I love you too."

Jax stroked her bare back silently, both gazing at each other's with content smiles.

Within a couple of minutes, they heard the moans of ecstasy coming out of the wall next to the motel's bed headboard.

Tara giggled as Jax shifted his gaze to look at the wall.

"Want to give Op and Donna a run for their money?"

Tara nodded as she simultaneously climbed on top of Jax. Running her fingers up and down his chest as she straddled his waist, Tara looked at the biker who had stolen her heart.

"You think we could beat them?" Tara asked in her most sultry voice.

Jax groaned as he felt her juices running down his thighs. Not waiting for him to reply, Tara took all of him in, moaning loudly as she did.

It was well past three in the morning when Tara woke-up with a start. Next to her, Jax was still fast asleep, his naked body barely covered by the sheets.

She noticed the multiple hickeys that adorned his neck and chest and smiled, knowing that she was the cause of them. She also flinched knowing that she was also probably covered with hickeys, bite marks and beard burns and that Derek would definitely have something to say about that.

Feeling eerily restless, Tara stood slowly from the bed so not to wake Jax. Locating his boxers and shirt, Tara quietly put them on. Grabbing the motel's keycard, Tara exited their room quietly so not to disturb him from his deep slumber.

Like all standard motels, the door to her room led directly to the outdoors. She was surprised to see Donna also outside, her back to Tara. Tara walked and stood next to her friend, her arms automatically leaning against the banister of the second floor.

"What are you doing out here?"

Donna shrugged. "Have a lot on my mind, you know?"

Tara nodded as she stared out ahead of her. They were silent for a few minutes, before Donna spoke.

"Do you ever wonder what's going to happen to us?"

"What do you mean?" Tara glanced at Donna who was biting her non-existing nails.

"I mean, like what's going to happen to us, five, ten years down the line…to them…"

Tara pondered Donna's question for a minute before answering. "Do you regret marrying Opie?" The question was sudden but Tara didn't know how to go about answering Donna's question.

"God no. Opie is the best thing that has happened to me. And now, with this baby…" Donna rubbed her growing bump. "I feel more connected to him than ever before. It's just I am scared, Tara. Scared of the shit the boys do for Samcro that we don't know about."

Tara shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Still leaning against the banister, she looked out to the Vegas lights off at a distance. "Honestly, Donna, it scares me too, but I am more scared of living without him, you know? I mean…I love Jax more than anyone. He needs me like I need him."

She saw Donna nodding at her statement. "Yea, I know what you mean but how do we go about this? Being an Old Lady? And a mother, with all the violence?"

Tara again didn't know how to answer Donna's inquiries. She knew that Jax kept things hidden from her. It was hard not to notice when he winced in pain after getting into some fight or another. Or the nights when he is withdrawn, a look of guilt following him throughout the next day. She knew when he was telling her half-truths or straight up lies causing them to fight passionately.

"I don't know, Donna," Tara whispered as a light breeze blew her hair around her face. "I really don't know. All I know is how much I love him."

Tara thought about the letter of acceptances that lay hidden in her desk drawer. She got full rides to all of the colleges and universities she applied to, but she didn't take any offers because leaving Charming meant leaving Jax. She couldn't do that…not to him and not to herself.

"I know, Tara. I love Opie too…" Donna sighed. Smiling she looked over at Tara. "In a couple of years, it will be you and Jax with a couple of kids."

Tara nodded as she felt her heart pound in her chest. She wanted all of that with Jax…but deep down she knew that she wanted more for them too. She wanted more than what Charming and Samcro had to offer.

"Yea, that will be us."

Tara and Donna turned to see Jax leaning against their motel door, his arms crossed across his naked chest; a white towel covered him from the waist down.

Tara looked at his face, and searched for any recognition as to whether he heard most of their conversation but his face was blank under the shine of the moon light. He pushed away from the door frame and walked towards them, his arms automatically reaching Tara. Pulling her towards him, Jax looked into her eyes and grabbed her face and kissed her with all his might, his tongue delving into her mouth without warning.

Tara pulled away, aware that Donna was standing not too far away. "Jax!"

Jax just held her closer to his body, as he turned her around so they both faced Donna, his arms wrapped around her front, not letting her move away from his body.

Donna shifted from one foot to another, looking nervously at Jax.

"I love him Jax…" she whispered as her blue eyes at Jax straight in the eyes.

Tara felt Jax's chin move to her right shoulder as he looked at Donna for a minute without saying a word. "Yea, and he loves you too."

Tara shifted uncomfortably, feeling the awkwardness of the whole situation.

"Why are you up from bed, Teller?" she asked as she intertwined her fingers with his. She brought their hands to her mouth and kissed the rings that adorned his beautiful fingers.

"Shouldn't I ask you the same thing?" he nuzzled her neck. "Woke up and didn't find you next to me. Can't really sleep without you near me, babe." He gave her neck a lingeringly kiss and he pulled her even closer to him.

Desire spread thru her rapidly as she felt him pressing against her lower back, where the tattoo she got in his honor permanently rested.

Donna cleared her throat. "I'll be heading back inside now. Goodnight, y'all." She quickly walked over to her room and quietly closed the door, leaving Tara and Jax alone, in the hallway.

Tara felt Jax's tongue against the curve of her neck.

"Jax…" she whispered as he gently bit and then sucked an area in her neck. "Jax, let's go inside."

Jax turned her around in his arms. Kissing her passionately, one of his hands reached inside his boxer shorts that she wore. Stroking her swollen nub, Jax pulled away as soon as he heard her moan against his lips.

"You see, babe. I don't you could make it inside." He rapidly turned her around so the front of her body leaned against the banister of the motel's balcony. Tara placed her hands on top of the banister, holding on with all her might as she felt Jax pull the boxer shorts down her legs. She felt his towel drop to the floor.

"Jax…" she whispered as she tried to turn around to face him but he had entrapped her between the banister and his bare body. He quickly bit a part of her collarbone he knew drove her crazy.

She tried to hold back the moan that came to her throat but when he entered her from behind, she could help it any longer. One of Jax's hands went over her mouth as he quickly pumped in and out of her, his hand quieting down her moans. She gripped the banister as tightly as she could as she felt her body and mind move to nirvana as Jax's hips brought unexplainable pleasure to her body.

"I fucking love you so much, babe…I love you…I love you so much…" he whispered over and over in her ear as he picked up his pace, eager to make her reach her peak before he reached his.

She felt the pressure starting to pick up among her walls and spine as her hips met his forcefully, her knuckles turning white against the banister as Jax filled her to the hilt. She felt herself scream against his hand as her orgasm ripped thru her body, taking her to nirvana. She felt Jax spill inside her just as she was coming down her high, a low groan escaping from his lips.

Jax dropped his hand from her mouth as he soften inside her.

Pulling away from her, Jax grabbed the boxer shorts and placed them back on her hips. Tara turned around just as he secured the towel back on his waist. Tara picked up the card key that fell to the floor moments before.

"We should probably go in now…" Jax said as he took her hand and led her back into their room.