Chapter 59

A/N: This chapter takes place between Seasons 4 and 5. Hope you enjoy.

Bella POV

Things had changed so much in the last couple of months. After Jax took the gavel, Ope and I started going to counseling. It seemed like it was helping. We were communicating more. After a couple of sessions, the therapist recommend me movng back in to Ope's house. Ope had been fighting with him self. Ever since Jax had as Ope to be his VP he couldn't decide what he wanted to do. On the one hand, he was to be VP but on the other, he didn't know if he could sit at the same table as Clay. Hell, I really couldn't stand to be around him.

Gemma…was well Gemma. She was happy that Jax and Tara hadn't left Charming but at the same time she was depressed. Everyone was worried about her. She'd been drinking and smoking around the clock. No one knew where she was half the time. She even kicked Clay out of the house. He was now living in a small house on the outskirts of town. Juice stayed with him most of the time.

Then there's Tara. She hadn't been the same since Clay had tried to have her killed. I'd tried to talk to her a couple of times but she would just push me away. I think that Jax being President had been hard on her. I didn't want to say anything to Jax, but I was worried. Tara was pushing everyone away and she was depressed.

Dad… well Dad was Dad. In between the time that he'd picked Ope and I up and dropped us off…he'd gone after the niners in retaliation for had happened to Clay. Instead of hitting one of the Niners, he'd ran over Veronica Pope, Damon Pope's daughter. So it went from bad to worse. From what I'd heard, Damon Pope was a real bad guy. We had no idea what was going to happen next, so Jax told Dad to lay low.

Jax…so much heartache. He'd prepared himself for Tara and the boys to leave Charming and go to Oregon but when she decided to stay, he'd been shocked. When he'd taken the gavel and Ope had turned down VP, he made Chibs his VP and Hap is SAA. I honestly thought they were good choices. Jax's biggest plan though, was to get the club out of guns and the cartel shit.

Then there was me. I'd been struggling ever since the Clay thing. I didn't trust him…I hadn't for a long time. But the one thing I knew was that I could trust Jax. I stood by him. In return, Jax gave me TM. I was in complete control of it.