Okay, guys I kept some of the chapter the same, but I adjusted a few things. I must warn you the chapter will be quite violent. Let me know what you think!
The sound of the steel bat dragging against the gravel sent a chill up my spine.
"Hey, Andy. Pull her out of the car," the man with the bat demanded, hitting his arm.
As Andy bent down next to the car, I tried moving away from him.
"Please, please don't hurt me. I have three kids, please."
Andy pulled my arms forward, and took out his pocketknife, cutting the seatbelt. Once the seatbelt was cut and out of the way, he pulled the rest of me out, throwing me to the floor. I looked at my hands. They were bleeding, with tiny rocks lodged in between the cuts.
I looked at my attackers, trying to remember anything that could help me if I get out of this.
"She's pretty," Andy touched my leg, and moved his hand up my skirt. As his head was close enough. I swung my head forward, headbutting him.
He fell backwards and I started to get up. The one with the bat swung the steel weapon on the right side of my ribs. I screamed out and he kicked me onto my back with his foot.
"You shouldn't have done that, sweetheart. Looks like I'm going to have to show you whose boss."
He started unbuttoning his jeans.
Oh fuck no. I won't let this happen to me again.
Not being able to stand, I started to crawl. He pulled the both of my legs, dragging me closer to him. He climbed on top of me, his weight keeping my body at bay.
"Come on, baby. Don't be such a cocktease. I promise, I'll leave you wanting more."
Jax looked at the time.
7:30.
She's never late for anything. He walked over to the kitchen and picked up his phone off of the counter. As soon as Julia's name was highlighted on his phone, he hit the call button.
"This is Julia, Sorry I can't get to the phone right now, but if you leave a message, I'll be happy to get back to you as soon as I can. "
The man, Andy had my hands pinned over my head. The guy who currently laid the bat next to us was now forcing himself inside me, hurting me. Tears would not stop falling from my eyes. I heard my phone go off, and my head turned to the weeds.
Jax. He's probably wondering where the hell I am.
"Jax! Jackson! Somebody, please, please, help me!"
He stopped thrusting altogether and backhanded me. My lip starting to bleed from the silver ring he was wearing.
"Shut up."
"You don't have to do this, please."
He started to thrust again, his grunting echoing in the air.
"Orders are orders. "
Within twenty minutes or so, He moved off of me. I tried sitting up, putting my clothes back in some kind of order.
Please someone save me. But no one was around to hear my pleading call. Just me, alone with two sadistic assholes.
The asshole began rebuttoning his pants.
"Wow. Now, I know why they say once you go black, you never go back," he stated with a cocky smile, getting a laugh out of his buddy, Andy.
"Oh, fuck you."
"You just did."
He picked up the bat, hitting it against his hand lightly.
"It's now time for the finale."
The bat whistled through the air as his first swing hit my face, making me spit out blood and a few of my teeth that are located in the back of my mouth. I watched in shock as my mouth released the all too familiar red fluid.
I spit out the mouthful of blood I have now collected.
"You're going to be sorry. When my husband finds you, he will kill you."
"That's a risk I'm willing to take," and he swung again, my body falling backwards.
Her phone went to voicemail twice.
Fuck. Something's wrong.
Jax moved quickly, blowing out the candles throughout the house. He needed to know his wife was okay.
As he was on his way to her job to see if she was there, the traffic was horrendous. He was able to see a couple of police cars and an ambulance.
what a shock. Another car accident. That's New York for you. No one knows how to fucking drive in this state.
Jax went around the cars and made his way closer to the front. His heart dropped to his fucking stomach when he saw the license plate laying on the ground only a few feet in front of where his bike was.
Julia.
He got off his bike and sprinted to the crime scene. A cop stopped him as he reached the crowd.
"Hey, you can't go past. this is a crime scene."
"That's my wife's car. I need to see her."
"Look man, I don't think you want to see her. "
"Look, I don't give a shit if you're a cop. That's my wife. Let me see her, or I'll beat the shit out of you right here and now."
He moved aside and Jax saw what the cop was talking about. His wife was there on the floor, covered in her own blood.
Her face incredibly swollen and her clothes were ripped. His body felt incredibly heavy, and he fell to her side.
"Oh, my god. baby. Baby, open your eyes. I'm here. I'm here. Please open your eyes," he stroked her face, kissing her.
The paramedic moved Jax aside. Jax shrugged him off.
"Don't fucking touch me."
"Sir, I'm sorry, but we have to take her to the hospital. There could be a chance she can pull through this."
"How.. the car accident did this to her?," he looked at the paramedic in question.
"I'm no cop, but this doesn't look like no standard accident. You can ride in the back with me."
Jax got in the back. He never let go of Julia's hand. He kept kissing it and holding it tighter and tighter, hoping she will tighten her hand around his. Her hand gave him a light squeeze. His eyes widened and he moved closer to her. She tried opening her eyes.
"Jules?"
"Jax, I..I'm sorry I was late, " her voice came out in a rasp.
"It's okay, babe."
"Can.. Can I know my surprise?"
"I made dinner and I got you this diamond necklace you will love."
"One question."
"Yeah?"
"Is it edible?"
He started to chuckle.
"I hope so. If not, we could order take out. It's New York. Everything's open late."
Julia stopped speaking to him.
"Jules?"
"She's okay. She is still breathing, " the paramedic tried comforting Jax.
"Talking is wearing her out. It looks like she has a collapsed lung."
Jax swallowed harshly. Like his wife hasn't been through enough bullshit.
Jax stared at the wall in the waiting room. Why didn't he go after her sooner? What if she didn't go into work at all today, and stayed home with him? She has to pull through this. She has to.
It's Julia.
Jax laid his head against the wall, hitting it gently. The surgery took a good seven hours. The doctor touched his arm. Jax finally opened his eyes a couple of hours later.
"You're Julia Teller's husband?"
Jax stood up, running a hand down his unshaven face.
"Yeah. She okay?"
Jax looked down and saw the doctor have a truly shocked expression.
"The surgery went very well considering how terribly injured she is. We fixed her lung and stopped the bleeding to her head momentarily. But, I can't promise you when she will wake up. That is solely up to your wife."
A tear fell down Jax's face.
"Thank you, doc. Can I see her?"
"Yes. She is in the room down the hall. I'll take you to her."
Jax followed the middle-aged doctor. Jax stopped in his tracks as he saw his battered wife laying there, hooked up to all kinds of machines.
"I'll be back shortly to check up on her."
Jax nodded and took a seat next to his wife. He took her hand in his, lightly twirling her wedding ring on her finger.
"What an anniversary huh, Jules?"
He looked up at her, hoping to get a chuckle out of her or some kind of sign she was listening to him. Her eyes were still shut. Jax held her hand now with both hands and kissed it.
"When you wake up, I promise I will give you an anniversary that you will never forget."
Jax fell asleep next to Julia, never letting her hand go. Every twenty minutes, he would wake up to make sure she was still breathing. He was finally awake fully when he heard the nurse's footsteps on the other side of Julia's bed.
"Good morning."
Jax forced a smile at her.
"Mornin'. Is there any change in her?"
"No, I'm sorry. Just give it time. She will back to normal before you know it," she replied, changing Julia's iv bag.
He stretched his sore bones and stood up out of his chair, letting go of Julia as carefully as possible.
"I'm going to the cafeteria for some coffee. You mind coming to get me if anything happens?"
"Absolutely."
"Thank you."
Jax rubbed his red eyes as he was ready to pour himself a cup of coffee. After he was finished pouring himself some, he lifted the sugar holder, almost emptying it into his coffee.
"Be careful, sweetheart. Your blood sugar will go through the roof."
He turned toward the direction of the voice. It was an elderly woman who looked just as tired as he did.
"It's not me I'm worried about."
"What brings you here?"
"My wife. She was in an accident."
"God, I'm sorry. Will she be alright?"
"They say she will be."
"That's great."
"It is. But, I'm impatient. I want her to wake up already. A simple hello will hold me over right now."
"You know what they say son, patience is a virtue."
Jax scoffed.
"What brings you here?"
"My husband. He has a tumor in his brain that keeps coming back. They haven't told me anything about how he's doing."
"Shit, that's rough."
"Yeah, it is. I wish you the best of luck to you and your wife."
"Thank you. Good luck to you."
Jax had to go home shortly after he got coffee. He had to be home for the kids. He unlocked the door to his home. The faint smell of vanilla candles filled his nostrils. Julia loved those vanilla candles. Always have, always will.
He started putting the food that was left out from the night he had planned. He put the dishes in the sink, and sat down at the kitchen table, looking at the door.
Shayna unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. She unbuckled Abel's car seat, and he slid out of the car, no doubt dirtying his pants. She went around to the other side of the car, and got out Gracie. Abel took her hand and all three went up to their home.
Dear god, please don't let me walk in on my cousin screwing her husband. Please.
She got her wish. Instead, she got a sad looking Jax.
He was sitting at the table, quiet and smoking a cigarette. He put the cigarette out when Shayna walked in.
"Hey."
"Hi."
"Where's Julia? Is she still recovering from last night?"
"Not exactly."
"Where is she, Jax?"
"She was in a car accident last night, Shayna."
Her eyes widened with concern.
"Is she okay?"
"She should be."
"I want to see her."
"Shayna, I don't know if you can handle it."
"Jax, she's my cousin. I'm going."
Gemma walked into her living room where her husband was reading the morning paper.
"My god."
Clay looked up from the paper.
"What is it, Gem?"
"Jax just called me. Julia was in an accident."
"Huh, you don't say. Will she be okay?," he asked already knowing the answer.
"Jax said she will be. I just can't believe this happens on their anniversary. "
Clay's body grew tense with fury. He picked up his cellphone off the table next to him and called Andy.