𝒋𝒂𝒙 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒔
𝒊𝒇 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇, 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓
scarlett left charming on a bad note, but after her brother is put in jail for a year, she de...
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prologue.
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JAX TELLER stared into the empty room that had previously belonged to Scarlett Miller. Tears fall down his cheeks as he shakes his head, trying to deny what she had just down to him, what she had just put him through. She'd left him. She'd left without telling a single soul, not even him, and now he was alone, collapsing to the floor of her room.
He was twenty two when she disappeared without a single goodbye. No one had seen her since the day she had been laughing and joking in the Clubs bar. She had just gone. The Sons missed her, and most hated her for not warning them of her disappearance. She was loved by most of Charming, even though she was known to drive everyone mad. They all still loved her; loved how she would take the piss out of anyone without a fear of the consequences.
"Jax, baby." Gemma had called through his bedroom door that had been slammed through two days previous and never been reopened.
"Go away, mom." He said back, as his hands shook while they held a photo of him and Scarlett. She was balancing on his first bike and he was stood behind her, laughing at her stupid face.
They were strictly best friends, that was something they always told each other and people surrounding them. Though, everyone who had eyes knew they were anything but friends. Even when he dated Tara, he forced himself to smitten over her, all while his mind was constantly with Scarlett, who acted like his new relationship never bothered her.
"She's not coming back," Gemma continued, ignoring her son's requests, "She's a Miller, Jax. Once they're gone, they're gone for good."
