What I Learned Out On The Road

Surprise Motherfucker

Jax POV:
"So why are you in here?" I ask my cell mate.
"Drugs and for killing a guy."
I laugh. "Hardcore shit huh?"
"Why are you in here?" He asks me.
"For some old shit."
I pull a picture out of my jump suit, "This is my girl friend." I speak.

Kelly POV:
I can't sleep at all. I keep tossing and turning. I keep replaying the last time I seen him.
(Flashback)
"I love you Bentley."
"I love you Kelly."
"Promise me you won't open this for another week."
(End of flashback)
I run over to my purse and open grab the little box and the letter. I open the letter first:
Kelly,
If you're reading this, then I probably didn't make it out of prison alive. I'm sorry it had to end like this. Words can't describe how much I want to be there with you right now. Ryan planted coke on me, and then left me at the job site after our retaliation. He wanted me dead cause he knew I was next in line for VP. But that's not the only reason. Our deceased brother, Simon, killed Ryan's dad a few years back in a drive by. But Simon was killed that night also. So the only payback he could get was killing me. But he couldn't do that himself, because of club rules, if you kill another member, the club kills you. In the box you will find a credit card that has $2 billion dollars, I saved that up so you could take care of yourself, along with the credit card you will also find the keys to my 64' mustang. It is parked in the warehouse in Stockton, have somebody go with you to pick it up, I also want you to take care of my child, her name is Blaze Ann Trager. I named her after your middle name. She lives with her great grandmother. The address is also written on a piece of paper in that box. Buy a nice house of your desires so that you, Jax, his sons, and Blaze could love happily at. There is also a number written on the back of that paper. He's a friend of mine. If you ever need anything taken care of, call him. Tell him you are my sister. The last thing you will find in that box is the first and last picture taken of me and you. I hope you know how much I love you and my family back in Mississippi. These are the last words that you will hear from me. And I'm terribly sorry, Kelly.
Love, Bentley.
A tear falls from my face. I get ready to go visit Jax. But I go get a haircut first. I get 10 inches cut off. My hair goes about 3 inches past my shoulder. I sent the other 10 inches to Locks Of Love for Children. I'm wearing makeup, a red plaid shirt with black skinny jeans, my tall leather boots and red nail polish.
**
"I'm here to see Jackson Teller ."
I follow the guard to the lunch room area.
"Jackson Teller." The guard says.
Jax turns around and his face brightens up.
"Hey, I didn't think you were ever going to come see me. Your hair looks nice."
"Well surprise." I say with a smile. "There's been a lot of shit going on."
His face shows concern. "Like what?"
"My brother, Bentley, was beaten to death in jail a few days ago. He gave me this when I went to see him." I hand him the letter and he reads it.
"Holy shit. I'm sorry Kelly I had no idea."
"And that's not even all of it Jax. Back in Mississippi, Tig told me he was my biological dad."
"Shit Gemma was right."
"What do you mean Gemma was right?" I ask.
"It's nothing to worry about." I just nod my head.
"When are you supposed to be getting out of jail?"
"I should be getting out Friday, babe. The club is bailing me out" I nod my head.
"Ok. Well I'm gonna go take care of some shit. I love you Jackson." I give him a kiss and walk out.
I go to the clubhouse and change into a dark leather red corset, black leather daisy dukes and knee length black leather boots, and some dark red lipstick. I get ready to leave the clubhouse when I see Clay's new woman standing in the doorway like she owns the place.
"Problem, Bitch?" I say.
"Apart from the skinny whore standing in front of me, no." She replies.
I laugh. "Yeah, I'm the whore. Now if you don't mind would you please move out of my way? The sun is beaming down on top of us and I don't like the smell of burning plastic."
She opens her mouth in shock and goes running to Clay.
Gemma is standing at the pool table and walks over to me.
"Now that, that is why I like you." She chuckles.
I just grin at her.
****
Chibs and I arrive at one of the warehouses in Stockton.
"The piece of paper says Warehouse 42."
Chibs and I open the door and there sits my brothers 64' mustang. It's flatblack with tuck and roll leather seats.
"Damn." I smile.
We pop the hood.
"It's fuel injected, it's got nos and everything. Fully loaded. This baby could do 0-60 in under 10 seconds." Chibs tells me.
"Looks like my street racing days are back." I grin.
"You use to street race?"
"Yeah back in Mississippi I sure did. Those where the good days."
I get in the drivers seat and start the car up. There's dark purple LED lights underneath the car. I rev it up.
"Damn."
"Hey Chibs I have to go take care of something. I will be back at the club soon ok?"
"Alright be careful."
"Will do."
He drives away and I drive around to the corner and pull out my phone.
"Tig, where are you. You were supposed to be here by now."
"I know I'm getting gas."
"Well hurry your ass up."
He finally arrives. I call Juice.
"Did you find the info on Ryan Seago?"
"Yeah, I did."
"Well good. I will call you when I need your help."
"I'm gonna call Troy the Pres of the Niners. They owe us a favor." Tig says as Opie pulls up.
****
"He's at his cabin in the woods. It's where he lives. Theres only one other cabin, but its like 5 miles down the road from his. He's got dark brown hair and gray eyes. He's about 7 foot tall." Juice says over the phone. "I will text u the address."
We arrive at the street on his address. We walk to his house.
"Why does he live so far from everything?" Troy is out of breathe.
"The less people around to hear, the better." I say. I grab my magnum and hand them Augs. I have a hunting knife on the sides
Of my shorts.
"Damn where did you get that knife from?" Tigs eyes get big.
"I've had it. I use to skin deer and hunt with it. It's got different blades I can put on it. Now Tig and Troy you go around back, Opie come with me to the door but stay back so he can't see you. You will know when to come in."
We walk up to the door and I reapply my dark red lipstick and put my gun in the back of my shorts before I knock.
"What do you want?"
Damn he is tall.
"My radiator is shot. I was hoping I could get some water or something." He looks up and down my body.
"Yeah, come in. You want something to drink?"
"Yeah I got time. What do you got?"
"Beer." He grabs one out of the fridge and hands one to me.
"What's a pretty thing like you doing out so late at night?"
I see that Tig and Troy got in through the back. I lightly shake my head. They back into the hallway.
"Oh just taking a joy ride. Will you show me to the bathroom?"
"Yeah it's right down the hallway. He starts going towards the hallway just as Op walks in. Tig knocks him in his face with his elbow and Ryan falls to the ground. Opie and Troy sets Ryan on the chair and ties him up and takes his clothes off except for his boxers. After he wakes up he finally speaks, "Who the hell are you?!" He spits blood on the floor.
"Your worst nightmare, motherfucker."
He laughs. "Now how would a pretty innocent thing like you possibly be my worst nightmare?"
"It's called payback. And when I'm done with you, you're gonna be wishing you were dead."
I pull my knife out and put on the blade that looks like a handheld saw. I start sawing at his fingers. Blood goes all over the walls and some lands on my clothes. I leave only his middle fingers on both hands left.
"SON OF A BICTH!" He screams.
"Give me the salt, lemon juice, bleach, and alcohol." Tig pulls the objects out of his bags.
I pour the rubbing alcohol on one hand and bleach on the other.
"What the fuck did I ever do to you bitch?!" He screams.
"My brother Bentley is in the ground because of you!"
"It's just a misunderstanding." He says.
"Yeah for you it was. You misunderstood what his sister was capable of."
I look at him straight in the eye.
"Go look in that top cabinet by the fridge." He says.
I walk over to the cabinet.
"Now pull out the black envelope."
I look inside the envelope and inside was pictures of my brother beaten to death in jail. Anger runs through my blood. I set the pictures on the counter. Ryan is smiling ear to ear. I change the blade on my knife to the regular long sharp blade. I walk over to him and hold the knife against the corner of his lip. I start making a curved line that goes from his mouth to his ear. Then I do the other side of his face. I get some salt and put on his cuts. He's screaming bloody murder now. Blood drips down his face and down his body. I start making deep cuts on his chest. I carve my brothers name in his chest. On his right thigh I write "Payback" and I pour lemon juice on them. They are thick deep cuts. I hand Tig the knife and say "Toes." He nods his head. He goes over there and cuts Ryan's toes off. Ryan screams again.
"Just got ahead and kill me." Ryan breathes out.
"You see, it's not that simple. I don't want you to just die. I want to to suffer. That's the worst of all deaths."
"Now beat him." Tig, Troy, and Op start bashing him in the head and just beating him all over. I pull out a cigarette and lit it. Bruises show up almost immediately on him. His teeth start flying out. I can tell he's almost dead.
"Stop."
They look at me confused.
"Please just let me go." He begs.
"Not a chance." I spit on the ground next to him.
"I'm gonna be the last thing that you see."
I take my knife out and bring it up to his face. It goes straight in his eye. I take my knife and his eye ball is at the end of it. I do the same to the other eye. I bend down and whisper in his ear, "Surprise Motherfucker." He's just sitting there in deep pain.
"C'mon lets roll out." Tig and Op follow behind me.
"You're just gonna leave him like that?" Op says.
"No what good would that do? Paybacks a bitch, especially when it comes from me."
I grab Tigs backpack and take out lighter fluid and a lighter. I pour some lighter fluid on a curtain and light it up with the cigarette lighter. It goes up in flames. I take out a little container that has gas in it. I pour some on the floor not far from the curtain. Just as we walk out the door, BOOM!
There goes the gas.
"Man that white girl is crazy." I hear Troy whisper to Tig and Op.
Tig and Opie laugh.
"Thats Jax's lady and you don't even know half of it." Tip replies.
"Just know not to fuck with her." Op says.
Troy just shakes his head.
***
We go back to the clubhouse. It's about 2 am. I get changed out of my bloody clothes and take a shower. At least this blood will come right off this leather.
"Tig I need you to take me to your mothers house tomorrow."
"What? Why?"
I hand him the note Bentley wrote me.
"Holy shit. I didn't know he had a kid."
"Well looks like I have to take care of my little niece." I smile.
"Hey Kelly?"
"Yeah Tig?"
"I grabbed them pictures of Bentley off the counter. I also took some of Ryan in that chair."
"Why the hell would you do that?"
"I don't know. Why not?"
I just shake my head. "I'm going to bed. We got to go get Jax tomorrow too."
He nods his his.
A/N:
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