Sons of Anarchy Fanficton: Knowing the sons

Chapter Two

"I'll follow you to the motel so you can pick up your stuff", Jax said. I nodded and got in my car. I've been living in New York for ten years, and I've never stayed with any of my moms friends. I was a little disturbed by my dads patch. I dated this biker-guy when i was seventeen, and they were hardly up to anything good. The drugdealing and the shoot-outs were a little much for my taste. But at least I learned to handle a gun. The fact that my mom took me and left, because of SAMCRO, put me off even more. 

I followed Jax in my car to his house. It was nice, but it didn't look like anyone was living there. It looked like he was trying to sell the place and he was having an open house on sunday. "Are you okay?", He said. "It's nothing. It's just.. I feel a little wierd, you know, about staying here". "Relax, we're family. All of the Sons.. Watch out for Tig, though, he can be a little.. wierd", he chuckled. "I bet", i replied as I put my bag down on the bedroom floor. "I'm gonna hit the shower, make yourself at home".

As Jax was showering, I explored his house. Two other bedrooms. I could hardly tell which one was his, though a dirty sock revealed the location. I continued into the kitchen and made some coffee. As I was going back to my bedroom, Jax emerged from the bathroom. Wearing nothing but a towel. The sight put me off for a moment. He was soo... Good looking. The muscles and the tattoos were amazing. He pulled me out my own thoughts, asking if I was okay. I blushed. "Yeah, I, uh-, I'm fine", I said and stumbled into my bedroom and closed the door behind me. I layed down on the bed, almost getting lost in my own thoughts again, before I heard a knock on the door. "Yeah?". He came in and told me he had to make a run in Stockton. "Okay, I'll just.. stay here, then", I replied.

I guess the MC-guys were my type at the time. I couldn't stop thinking about Jax, half-naked. My mind wandered to places I wasn't to fond of.. Untill I fell asleep. Jax knocked on my bedroom door. He asked me if I wanted to grab a sigarette with him. I nodded and followed him out into the living room. He sat down on the couch. "You smoke inside?", I asked. "Occasionally". He chuckled. I sat down in the couch next to him and lit a smoke. "So.. You got a girlfriend?", I asked. I was curious. Could you blame me? He smiled at me and I met his gaze. "Nah.. Divorced actually. "How 'bout you? Are you someone's old lady?", he questioned. I gave him a look that said "Do I look like someone's old lady?". "What? You're attractive? I wouldn't be surprised", he said. I blushed. He kept making me blush.. "I-uuh", he stopped me with a kiss. I was surprised, but I was definately okay with it. The make-out session was getting hot and heavy, as I sat on his lap and took his vest and plaid shirt off. He lifted up my skirt, pulled a knife out of his boot and cut my panties off.

"Cassie? You awake?". Damn, it was a dream. I got out of bed and opened the bedroom door. Jax and my dad sat in the living room. I blushed, yet again. "Hey, sweetheart", my dad says. I said hello and sat down. A woman came in the front door. With dark hair and blonde streaks. She looked right at me. "Cassie, welcome home", she said and gave me a hug. It took me off guard. But I hugged her back. She offered her condolences and told me what a nice woman my mom was. I guessed they were friends. "You're with family now", she told me. I couldn't hide my scepticism. I came here to meet my dad, not his whole outlaw family. If my mom left because of the Sons, they could hardly be good news.