Willow fell in love with the bad boy when she was 16 years old- married him when she was 18- and became a widow at 20
Now she's trying to navigate how to reorganize her upside down life.
Who better to help then Jax Teller.
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Willows anger seemed to always simmer at the surface. Thankfully, she hadn't punched anyone else, but she did find herself having to bite her tongue a few too many times.
It's been 9 months now, since Nathan's death, and although her mourning period has ended, she still feels the weight of grief on her when she lays her head down to sleep at night.
The grief was mostly just the bittersweetness that she's moving on in life. She finished her semester and is entering into her last summer before going into her senior year of college, she just got promoted to "pre" head librarian at her job, basically the head librarian the moment her degree is in her hand. She's back to smiling and laughing and creating memories. She moving on with her life everyday, without him. Something she never thought would happen.
Her grief also gets heavier whenever she's around a certain blonde biker. It's ironic, considering it's also easier to breathe around him, yet he causes the most weight.
Jax has helped her more than anyone, even in the smallest ways. He's the first one to get a smile from her, the first one to make her laugh again. She doesn't feel pity from him or like he's walking on egg shells around her. He doesn't hold back.
Jax is also the complete opposite of Nathan. Not just in looks, with Jax being a dirty blonde instead of a brunette. He's a few inches shorter than Nathan was, and more broad and toned. But Jax's personality was different too. Nathan wore his heart on his sleeve, he was an outlaw biker that most people wouldn't even know was an outlaw biker had he not wore his kutte everywhere, while Jax just screams outlaw biker. From his walk, to his smirk, and his sweetened drawl. Jax is more hardened than Nathan probably ever would be. He didn't allow people to see anything he didn't want them to. He was nice, but not kind.
Willow doesn't think her and Jax would have ever actually gotten along as well as they do had Nathan's death not changed her. She doesn't think she would understand him well enough to want to be around him.
And that's the thing that causes the most weight. She wants to be around him. When something good happens she wants to tell him so he'll bring her in for a big bear hug and spin her around. When something bad happens he lets her cry into his shoulder and doesn't judge her after. He can handle the irritable attitude she sometimes gets when the grief becomes too much, will listen to her talk about whatever "girly" movie she had watched the night before, or just sit with her as she's doing school work.
Willow has gotten so used to Jax being around that she finds herself missing his presence when she's without it for a few days.
Like now. Jax had gone on a run a few days ago and Willow had only talked to him once since then. She begrudgingly admits to herself that she misses him, but refuses to do anything about it.
It seems though that she doesn't have to. As she lays on the couch after a long day, watching some trash tv reruns, her phone rings. It's close to ten at night, and Willow knows the only person that would call her this late is the blonde biker that won't leave her mind.
