I've been here for two days. Not a soul has said a word to me. They let me go to the bathroom and feed me. I haven't heard anything from the club and my leg hurts more than it should. I feel like it's getting infected if it hasn't already.
"So, Ms. Morrow, do you want to talk today?" The leader was back. No one will tell me their fucking names and it's starting to piss me off.
"Fuck you. I'm just an old lady. Wait how do you know my last name?" A small wave of fear came into my body.
"Oh our doctor friend told us a lot about you and what you've done for the club. You are Clays daughter and they needed you to show good faith. And an old lady? Is that why your face has an old bruise? Someone got you real good." He smirked. He pulled up a chair and sat in front of me. No one was wearing any letters or jackets showing they were officiated. Smart.
I forgot about my cheek and honestly it doesn't hurt anymore. I wasn't going to give them anything. I thought of Jax. His legs were still wobbly from their injuries but his scars were almost healed. He's in no condition to fight any of these men.
"What did you do to our lovely doctor friend?" He couldn't have given us up easily. They had to threaten him somehow. He seemed scared of The Sons when I first met him.
"Oh he has a daughter in hiding. She's safe. Don't worry your pretty little head too much. He was free to go as soon as we picked you up." Jackass. You threatened a kid?! What in the hell is wrong with these people.
"Now you have become more valuable than we expected. Your father is part of the reason our Nomads couldn't be trusted anymore. He started this chain and I plan on finishing it. Frankie was a good friend and he lost everything because of what Clay promised. Now, tell me what I want to know and I won't stab you today." Fucking great. Who else has my dad pissed on? Should have known his stupid mistakes would follow me long after his death.
"Listen, I'm a druggies daughter. I only found out about Clay recently when I did an ancestry thing. I wanted to apologize and somehow was trusted. But if it were up to me, I would have killed Clay too for what he did." He seemed to only believe the end. I have know of my father for years and I feel he knows that.
"Jax. Is he alive? Our doctor friend hadn't seen him in weeks and couldn't give us that information." Oh boy. This is going to be fun.
*Jax POV*
"She just fucking disappeared? Bull shit. Maybe she ran off because she couldn't handle this anymore." I'm fucking pissed. They let Clays daughter go with the most valuable secrete and now she's fucking gone. I tried to get up but my legs wouldn't let me. Some days are worse than others. And right now, it's pretty fucking bad.
"Jax. She wouldn't have ran off. If she was going to it would have been when Happy used her face as a punching bag a few weeks back." Oh now I'm more pissed. If she didn't run off then what the hell is happening.
"We have to find her. Does anyone have any fucking ideas!" Happy didn't look overjoyed Chibs mentioned him hitting Rose. I wasn't either. Rat looked nervous like he was hiding something.
"Guys. There is a new gang. Remember! They attacked us on the day we took Jax out of the hospital! They would be behind this. Maybe they saw Jax or know something. If they have her then they must know who she is. She hasn't been around long enough to be an old lady. They wouldn't take her if they didn't think she was special." He has a fucking point.
"Rats right. I shot one of them because they had a gun to her head. I could have linked her to the club. One of them had a skull on his neck. Maybe it's one of their tatts. We could start there?" Chibs looked very pissed at this point. We've all come to care for her and I think Chibs is more attached than anyone.
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FanfictionClay killed John Teller. But what wasn't in the letters is me. Rose Morrow. The hidden secret Clay wanted to keep from everyone and one of the reasons John died.