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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 70 Blessed
The blonde whore with the red Porsche had left town. She'd checked out of her motel. She didn't have to worry about Jax falling in love with her anymore. Good riddance to that whore. Jax had just used her for sex the way some people used toilet paper.
She frowned wondering if her toilet paper comparison made sense. What the hell! She didn't have to make sense when she thought. She was special. She didn't have to think like everyone else.
Tara had gotten in a fistfight with Gemma at the hospital. Everyone knew how much the two of them hated each other. It was inevitable that it would break out in violence sooner or later. She just wished she could have seen Gemma kick Tara's ass. She might be so embarrassed about the fight at her job, that she could even leave Charming for good and never come back. It didn't look like Tara was going to be much of a threat to her future plans with Jax.
She could never understand how Jax could love Tara. She didn't have much of a personality. She was boring, too serious and stuck up. Charmless. She always thought of Tara as charmless.
Tara only got her claws into Jax because she met him in high school and he didn't have much experience with girls yet. He didn't know that Tara wasn't that high a quality girl. If today's Tara had to compete for today's Jax, she wouldn't stand a chance in hell.
The road to Jax's heart was clear. She smiled thinking of the day when Jax would see her for her true self. He would hold her, kiss her and tell her he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
She shouldn't have to keep killing women now that she was going to be getting together with Jax. She didn't count Wendy, the baby or the drug dealer as killings. They weren't fun. Those were just to get Jax free and cover her trail.
If she had known that she wouldn't be killing anymore, she would have enjoyed the last one more. She really shouldn't kill anymore.
Killing was supposed to be wrong. She didn't think killing was wrong when the right person did it to the right people. She wasn't like everyone else. She was special. She deserved special treatment for all that she had gone through.
She decided that she should just keep her eyes open in case she met someone or saw someone who needed killing. That would be a sign that God wanted her to act. He would put her next victim in her path if she were supposed to kill again.
She would answer God's orders and kill. It was her duty to the world.