Chapter 11 " A invitation"

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Jaxs pov

I woke up on the couch in Emily's apartment she had gone to her room at some point in the night And had given me a blanket I sighed and stretched my arms up " Emily? " I called out only to be met with " in here " I stood and followed the sound of her voice to her bedroom she had about four text books open and a pencil in her teeth and her glasses on her hair down and a black hoodie over light grey leggings and bare feet " hey you feeling okay " she nodded " yeah sorry I called by the way just didn't wanna call dear old step dad over a dead body " she shrugged and looked at me " I forgot you were raised around the club sometimes " i looked down at the floor " Jax what do you expect you are my best friend and besides Gemma practaly raised me since my mom couldn't get her shit together till I was 15 " my mind raced back to the sleep overs and family dinners hell she even went on lockdown with the club a few times " yeah I remember " she stood her arms coming up over her chest " look " she said clearing her throat " i know I left suddenly but I thought you should know the truth before I left that night " I glared at the floor now picking at a spot with the toe of my boot " Britt didn't love me I know " Emily sighed and came up and hugged me tight standing on her tip toes to reach around my neck ... I signed breathing in her smell old books and sweet tea mixed with splash of vinalla she took a step back breaking the hug " so when did you guys get a auto shop ? " She asked sitting on her bed and patting the spot next to her I then sat down and cought her up over the last 5 years she missed even includeing how now  I'm the vp and everything she nodded along and even laughed a few times " hey I have a idea I said aloud " why don't you come by and eat dinner with the club Gemma would love to see you " I sighed thinking about my mom Emily picked at her nails " Jax I don't think it's a good idea " she touched my shoulder " besides no one even recognized me not even ope ! " she laughed softly " he probably thought it was club shit and so did the other two " I nodded I never told ope that " Emily " was really "emi " " I shook the thoughts from my head and stood " I'm picking you up at 5:30pm wear something semi nice " and with that I stood and walked out of her apartment and down the stairs to my bike I threw my leg over and rode off to meet ope and the rest at the club house .

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