The Lost Teller

Its over

  It's 10pm and Jax still isn't home yet. Worry was clearly written all over my face. "Sweetheart everything is fine. He'll be home sooner or later." Ma tried to reassure me for the 20th time tonight. I sighed loudly again. Sack came and sat by me on the couch with a beer in his hand as Gemma went back into the kitchen. "Here you need it more than I do just don't get caught." Sack whispered handing me the beer. I downed half of it in 10seconds and handed it back. "Thanks.." I whispered as Gem came walking back out "what are you two whispering about?" She looked at us questioning "nothing. I'm gonna go lay in bed.." I mumbled getting up. "Okay sweetheart I love you. Try and just get to sleep." She said as she hugged me. I went to my room and immediately grabbed my phone that, thank god, Jax gave back to me before he took off to handle stuff. I sent him another text asking where the hell he was as I hit send it started to ring but to my surprise it was Tig I immediately panicked "where's Jax?!" I asked the second I hit answer I heard a chuckle but it wasn't Tig. "Right here, everything is fine, my phone died. I'll be home in another hour or two. Try and go to sleep." Jax spoke through the phone. I sighed a breath of relief. "Okay" I said fast and hung up so I didn't start to cry.  I heard a phone out in the living room go off mostly Gem or Sack. I heard the front door slam indicating someone had left most likely sack going to meet with the guys. I got up and locked my door. And dropped to my floor pulling a bottle out from under my bed that I had snuck during the chaos today. I pulled the cap off and started to down it. The liquid burned for the first minute but soon my throat went numb to it and I chugged more. After all the bs that happened today the bottle of liquor didn't even touch the pit in my stomach but it helped to calm my mind down so it was good enough for me. As I started to get dizzy, I laid down on the floor and before I knew it I passed out.
~Jax pov~
I got home a little over an hour after I called Dakota. I walked in expecting to see her sitting wide awake in the living room but she actually wasn't my ma was passed out on the couch and Abel was asleep in his crib I assumed. I walked down the hall and peek in at the baby quick to find him fast asleep. I went to open Dakotas door but it was locked so I grabbed the spare key I had put in my dresser making a mental note to remove the lock from her damn door. I walked in and immediately panicked when I saw her past out on the floor. Until I saw the empty bottle of liquor beside her. "Jesus Christ. You have to be kidding me." I sighed and ran my hand over my face. It's always one thing after another. I nudged her my foot trying to wake her up. But when I got nothing I got worried again until I saw she was in fact still breathing at least. I decide to leave her there. I'm beyond exhausted so I went to my room and went to bed myself mentally preparing for the morning.
~Dakotas pov~
I woke up immediately feeling sick which felt 10x when saw that my door was open and the bottle was still laying on the floor, I ran to the bathroom immediately puking my guts out for a good 5minutes straight. I sat om the floor and groaned at the intense pain in my head as I ran my hand through my tangled hair. "Who knew drinking a whole bottle of alcohol wouldn't be as fun the next morning." I squint up at the door way where Jax was leaning on the frame arms crossed. "Where the hell did you get the bottle?" He asked astonished "I snuck it from the bar before I left with mom." I didn't try to lie it was useless at this point. "Okay, well get up, there is coffee and Tylenol in the kitchen. I'm letting this go with a warning considering everything that has happened the last few days. Besides from the looks of it this is punishment enough. Don't let this happen again." He walked off leaving me to suffer on the floor before getting up and making my way to the kitchen choking the feeling to puke again when I smelt the bacon being cooked. I scrunched my face up in pure disgust making mom look at me weird "what's wrong baby?" She asked worried and Jax just gave a short laughed "she's hungover that's whats wrong." He answered for me "what? Where the hell did you get booze? And when?" She gasped appalled. I just put my head on the table and covered my ears groaning once again. Making Jax just smirk all the while eating his food mockingly. " I hate everything." I mumbled into the table. "That's you're own fault kid." Jax laughed as I looked up long enough to glare at him. "Don't let him fool you, I lost count all the times his dumb ass would stumble in through his window drunk off his ass in the middle of the night when he was your age, don't get me started on when he was trying to get away from his wife." Mom piped in laughing. "Ma don't tell her that shit! What I did is relevant. You aren't allowed too. It'll fuck with you're meds." He told me shaking his head. I just rolled my eyes "trust me I don't plan on." I groaned for the like 20th time as they both laugh and roll there eyes. "Wait you're married? I didn't think you knew what commitment was." I asked shocked. But I was interrupted by a loud knock on the door making me flinch "ugh make them stop." I practically cried covering my ears. Jax went and opened the door. "What are you doing here Tara." Jax groaned now out of annoyance. "Hi Tara." I mumbled still laying on the table as they walked back Into the kitchen "uh hi why are you sitting like that.?" She lightly laughed unsure. "Poor life choices, that apparently run in the family. That's why." I lifted my head to smile fast as I answered and then return to my pervious position. "Uh okay, Jax can we talk please privately." She turned back to him and pleaded slightly needy in my opinion. They walked off so I'm assuming he nodded. "Hey sit up kiddo, drink some juice and take your meds." Gemma tapped my shoulder putting a cup in one hand and pills in the other. "So he was married?" I asked again still confused there is still so much I don't know. "Not very long, Abels junkie mom, Wendy. The divorce was finalized about a month ago right around the time you showed up. He doesn't like to talk about the bitch not that I blame him." She told me taking Jackson's spot across from me. We heard some yelling making me want to groan again because it pierced through my skull. "Will you two just fuck and make up already. Jesus Christ you're like a damn soap opera!" I yelled to the back of the house "Shut the hell up!" I heard right back laughing to myself knowing I probably made shit awkward now. Mom just laughed gave me a high five. "I gotta head back to Tm. When they stop arguing let Jax know I took Abel." Mom said she she picked up the baby and grabbed his car seat heading out the door. I nodded, honestly this is most normal and comfortable I've ever felt some where it's weird. I don't like it. "You know if you weren't hungover I'd smack you upside the head for that comment." I smiled as I heard Jax walking in behind me. "I thought I was funny." I shrugged laughing as he rolled his eyes. I heard more foot steps and turned to see Tara looking flushed entering the kitchen again. "I have to get to St. Thomas. I'll see you later Jax. Bye Dakota." Tara said rushing out as I waved. "shes gonna see your later? Gemmas gonna be pissed" I told him shaking my head "I'm not afraid of my mother. I'm a grown man I make my own decisions on who I choose to see." He argued defensively I just put my hands up in surrender. "Don't shoot the messenger. Everyone knows how she feels about you and Tara. I was just stating facts." I chuckled. "Gem had to go to Tm she took Abel." I told him as I drank more juice getting up rather quick and immediately regretted moving so fast. "I'm never drinking again." I groaned leaning against the counter. Jackson just smirked "whatever you say kid."