Falling Into The Wrong Crowd-Part Six (Jax Teller X Reader)
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Part 12
Summary: Even though the Devoted Predators are gone, the traumatic night has left an awful memory on the girls. They continue with the new business, trying to adapt to their new life in Charming. The storm hasn’t passed yet though and another threat is on the way.
Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name
Warnings: Swearing, guns, drugs, alcohol (it’s Sons of Anarchy, what do you expect?)
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“Ok, let’s go from the top!” I shouted out to the girls in the studio.
All of us were sweating after a long session of learning new dance routines for the club. A week had passed by since the incident and most of the bruises had faded, the cuts healing well. The Sons had become closer friends to us, especially after a couple of nights working together; and by that I mean the Sons getting pissed out of their heads as we tried to keep them from getting into fights or taking our girls away.
We had been back once to go to a Clubhouse party which really lifted our spirits. I still wasn’t a fan of the croweaters, they had always been annoying to me. But they were a big part of an MC lifestyle, they were here for the guys, not us. The company was well needed from the others though, I think it set us straight again.
“Alright girls, you’ve done really well today. Keep practicing those routines and I’ll see some of you tonight.” I dismissed them, out of breath as I took a huge gulp of water.
“Looking good (Y/N).” Luanne commented as she passed the girls leaving the studio.
“Thanks. They work hard.”
“Damn right we do.” Keira smiled, flicking her fiery hair over her shoulder.
Luanne crossed her arms over at chest.“Wish you were like that in your other job.”
“In my defence you do pair me up with the worst guys.”
“That’s cause you can take them. Those new girls are awful fakers. Don’t suppose you want to earn some extra cash (Y/N)?”
I was taken aback by her question.“O-oh my god, no, no thank you.”
“Actually you’re face in my movies would draw the audience in.”
“Luanne, you could offer me a huge sum of money and I wouldn’t do it.”
“Spoil sport. Right, I’ve got to get back to filming and so do you Keira.” she exited the studio, Keira making faces behind her back.
I giggled.“Gosh Keira, never thought you would be one to miss out on free sex. Wait no, it’s not free sex is it-”
“Oh my god just stop. You’re right, you shouldn’t do porn, you would be awful at dirty talk.”
I was about to disagree when she beat me to it.
She grabbed my arms.“Oh! I forgot to tell you earlier, but I think I’ve got a date set up for you.”
My eyes widened.“What!? No, no, no I’m not going on any dates.”
“It was sort of an accident. But maybe it will do you some good! He’s a nice guy, Jack I think his name was?”
“You think? Oh god, Keira what have you done?”
“Don’t be like that. You never got out much until….well you know when.”
“Exactly which is why I want to stay away from dating for a while.”
“Ok, understandable, but there may be a slight problem.”
My eyes felt as if they were popping out of my head.“What else have you done?”
“I gave him your number.”
“Keira! What the hell were you thinking!? That’s my personal information.”
“It’s a number, you can always change it.”
“That’s not the point! You can’t-you know what, there’s no point explaining. I’ve got to go, hopefully I won’t be tracked down by this so called ‘Jack’ who will probably turn out to be a serial killer.”
Slightly pissed off at Keira, I grabbed my bag and phone before heading towards the bathroom facilities (well, the main dressing room for the porn stars). I was allowed to shower and get ready in them, meaning I didn’t have to go home a stinking mess. Once I was clean and dressed, I got into my car heading towards the TM. It was normal for us to go see Gemma and the boys, sometimes even their old ladys now we were introduced. As I pulled in I could see that everyone was there as their bikes were lined up. Reaching over to the passenger seat to grab my bag, I felt my door open. Jax stood there smiling, offering a hand out to me.
“Thanks.” I chuckled at his antics.
“You’re welcome m'lady. What you doing here today?” he asked as I climbed out, locking the car afterwards.
“Just thought I’d visit. Also Frankie said she was here and needed a lift home, something is wrong with her bike I think.”
“She’s been fixing it up, needs some new parts.”
He walked with me to the garage, creating small talk. It wasn’t hard to see that there has been flirting between us, but every time I got closer to him, I had to back away. I had already dated a biker and we all saw how that turned out.
I wasn’t comparing him to Zac, not at all, but I knew the lifestyle very well. I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to get into anothe relationship so soon either. There were rumours (well, probably more like facts) about Jax being a total womanizer. Although I really wanted to believe he wouldn’t hurt me after all that happened, there was still a part of me scared of what he could do. I fell for Zac easily, who said I wouldn’t with Jax?
We walked in to see Frankie crouched beside her bike, Bobby and Tig crowding her in their overalls. I always felt slightly out of place as I knew nothing about mechanics but was welcomed all the same. They greeted us and went back to helping Frankie.
“How’s it coming along?” I asked, knowing that they would bombard me with terminology I had no clue about.
“Just a few touch ups. Haven’t fixed her in a while, thought I might as well take an advantage of my new workplace.” she grinned up at me, twirling a srewdriver in her hand.
“Excuse me?”
“I got a little job here. I like the club and all but I can’t sit still in an office or watch the girls twirling on stage. Plus I’ll be bringing in more for the rent.”
“No, I think it’s really nice that you’ve got it.”
“She fits right in too, needed some eye candy round here.” Tig winked at her.
She sighed as she rolled her eyes.“There is one downside of the job as you can see.”
We laughed, Jax nudged me with his shoulder, gesturing to follow him. Glancing at the others, they hadn’t noticed anything so I caught up to Jax who was heading into the clubhouse. Opie and Happy were playing a game of pool while sipping on some beers whilst Chibs sat on a stool at the bar reading a newspaper.
“Alright lass? How you holdin’ up?” Chibs asked as I approached him, hugging me.
“Not too bad thanks. Hey guys.” I waved to the others who copied.“It seems quiet round here, maybe to quiet.”
“I think after our run in with the others we’re glad it’s like this.” Jax stated as he lit a cigarette.
I let out an unamused laugh.“Yeah, that’s understandable. At least they’re gone forever now.”
The sound of the pool balls echoed throughout the room as Opie slipped the cue. He tried to recover even though no one was laughing at him. Happy was silent as usual, his resting bitch face permanently plastered onto his face.
“Aye lass, tha’ they are.”
Just as we got back into a conversation, my phone began to ring. It was an unknown number and I groaned, praying that it wasn’t who I thought it was.
“What’s wrong?” Jax asked adbhe blew out smile from his mouth.
“Ugh, Keira gave my number to some guy without telling me. I think it might be him but I don’t want to answer it.”
They both laughed at that.
“Why no’ risk it? Have some adventure?” Chibs mocked.
“Yeah, well, my last relationship didn t end so well, did it?”
Later on in the evening, Gamma invited us round to dinner with the club. I was shocked but felt hnoired to be invited, immediately alerting the girls. They too were excited, telling me all about the food served there. They had more of a background with Gemma, she was like a mum to them; I just hoped she would accept me too.
Things were settling down now. Everyone seemed happy or at least content. As we sat around the huge table, some of us squished together, I looked at each person. This could be my new family, a sort of broken one, though still a family. Jax was sat beside me, whispering jokes and compliments on my ear. My face was on fire for blushing; I had been able to talk back to him, making him red too, it was obvious I was not a master at this. Keira was right about one thing. Gemma’s food was truly the best I had ever had, the company was amazing and I could feel my happiness start to seep back into my body.
“Are you not going to get that?” Gemma asked my phone rang for the third time today.
I had offered to help the women with the dishes but the phone was a distraction.“I don’t really want to.”
“Instead of leaving it, why don’t you just tell him to fuck off?” Alex shrugged.
“Because it’s rude. I didn’t think he would keep on trying to be honest. Actually we don’t even know if it’s him, I just have a feeling.” I started to dry off my hands.
“Only one way to find out.” Gemma smirked, taking the kitchen towel from me.
Giving in, I snatched the phone off the counter, rushing out of the room so no one would hear me. I answered it in the corridor trying to remain calm.
“Hello?”
A male voice replied.“Snitches don’t live very long sweetcheeks, watch your back.”
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