Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

by malenavillainess

She's been running from the powerful crime boss she left at the altar, her bio dad & SOA for too long. Time to fight. Saving herself means bringing down SAMCRO & its sexy vice prez Jax. She's too smart to fall in love with him. Jax can try to screw with her heart, but she's going to screw with his head. Winner lives. Too bad for her, someone is killing the women closest to him. AU

161. Chapter 161 Bang

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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

Chapter 161 Bang

Nothing felt as good as killing. Sex, a roller coaster ride or drugs, nothing compared to the feel of taking someone's life. Even Christmas couldn't compare to killing except that one time when Santa brought her a puppy and a bike.

She was especially proud of this killing. It was staged perfectly and she was going to solve the problem of the undiscovered body of the woman she'd killed that hadn't been found.

It would look like Rosen, overcome with guilt over killing the woman, shot himself in the head sitting inside his car near where the body of the woman got dumped. The cops would still have to look a bit to find the woman, but she couldn't do their entire jobs for them—the lazy bastards.

She used an old stolen gun, removing the bullets and wiping them and the gun down so there were no prints. Too many people got tripped up because they forgot that detail. She perfectly positioned the gun, carefully applying fingerprints to the gun then letting the gun fall to the seat naturally. Typically a person drops the gun after firing the shot. TV had filled in that little bit of information.

She shut her eyes and remembered every little detail of how it felt to kill Rosen. His car window was down. She walked up to him shoved the gun against the side of his head and shot. It was so fast, Rosen didn't have time to react.

This time, there had been an added level of pleasure that she had never experienced. As she held the gun and jammed it against Rosen's head, a voice inside her head began to chant "kill, kill, kill" over and over again. The voice got louder and the chanting faster. She pulled the trigger when the chanting reached its peak. She felt this wave of pleasure from the tips of her toes to her head. She moaned. Yeah, that was definitely better than sex.

She shut her eyes and relived the killing. This time, the voice in her head didn't chant, she did it aloud chanting "kill, kill, kill" over and over again. Her chanting got louder and faster it drove her into a sexual frenzy that climaxed when she remembered how it felt when she pulled the trigger. It had been just so pleasurable. She could hardly wait until she could do it again.

For now, she would have to be satisfied with the memory.

Author's Note: The next chapter is the last round in the Jax/Tara relationship conversation.