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"You wrecked her fucking car, Julie! Cindy said you tried to break into her fucking house! You can't just bash anyone who pisses you off!"

Julia rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time as Eli followed her throughout the house, "She's just fucking dramatic. If you came here to get an apology, I'm not giving one. I told her what would happen if she fucked up. She fucked up."

"And that's not your job! You should've come to me about it first and I would've handled it myself!" Eli was still yelling.

"By doing what? Giving her a lil slap on the wrist and then forgiving her when she pulls out the crocodile tears? Because that's what you always fucking do. You get fucked over and then you forgive too easily."

"And that's wrong?"

"No, it ain't wrong. But you're too soft, Eli. I can't always be here to pick up the pieces when you get your heart broken," Julia told him calmly.

"I don't need you to! I'm not a fucking kid!"

Julia scoffed, "Fine. Whatever."

Eli ran a hand down his face, "Look, just...let me handle it. You've got bigger problems. Hale got a warrant to search that warehouse that burnt down. They're gonna check it out today."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"No. So you better figure it out. Because if they pin SAMCRO down, I don't know if I can keep you out of it this time."

"Shit. Thanks, Eli," Julia walked to the door, "You should find yourself a nice girl, Eli. You deserve someone who's not gonna fuck you over. Maybe try Tara. I know you used to have a big crush on her in school."

"Fuck you," Eli threw an empty can at her as she walked out the door laughing.

~

Julia nearly kicked open the doors to the club, storming in as she saw the boys gathered around with their envelopes of money from the recent job, "Sorry to break it to you guys, but we got a problem."

Vince looked up, startled by her sudden appearance, "What happened?"

"Eli just came by. Hale just got a warrant to search our warehouse."

"You kidding me?"

"No. So we better get our shit straight now. Cause they're gonna find those bodies."

Clay sighed but clapped her on the shoulder, "Thanks, Julie."

Julia bit her tongue, fighting the urge to tell him he should be thanking Eli, but she knew that was never gonna happen. Eli was gonna be on Clay's shit list for a long time.

~

Julia scoffed when she saw the beat up car at Jax's station at Teller-Morrow, "Are you fucking kidding me? You're working Cindy's piece of shit car?"

Jax smirked, "Eli brought it by with her. Cindy said you were gonna be paying for it."

Julia laughed, "Oh, that's a fucking joke. I ain't paying for shit."

"Tried to tell her, but she wasn't taking that answer. Said she'd pull the charges again if you didn't," Jax watched for her reaction with amusement.

Jax never liked being on the receiving end of her anger, but he loved to watch it on the sidelines. He always thought Julia looked attractive when she was mad, or happy, or sad. Hell, she was always beautiful to him.

"Bitch..." Julia muttered, "Don't worry about it. I'll make sure you get the money from her even if I have to drag her here myself."

Jax set his tools down, "Think I might come with you. Make sure you don't kill her."

Julia shoved his shoulder back, "Oh, fuck off. You just wanna see me get in a fight 'cause you think it's hot."

Jax shrugged, "I'm a simple man, Jules."

"I hate you," she deadpanned.

"Love you too. We'll take my bike."

~

As soon as they pulled up, Julia could see the smug smile on Cindy's face as she smoked out on her front porch. Julia wanted to wipe it right off her face and beat her to the ground.

"No bodies, Jules," Jax reminded her as she got off the back of his bike.

Julia patted his shoulder in response. She could only remember what Gemma said to her the other day, repeating it over and over to remind herself that she could do better than just punching someone in the face. She knew well enough that what she had in store would be much more satisfying than spilling that bitches blood on the floor.

"Don't worry about it, Jax. Just be ready to ride off as soon as I come back. Ok?"

Jax lit up a cigarette, staring at her back as she walked away, "You got it."

Julia stalked up to the house, staying off the porch as Cindy looked down at her, "Hey, slut."

"Bitch. You get the car bill yet? Can't get insurance unless I file a report, so you'll be paying full price," Cindy grinned.

Julia laughed under her breath and slowly climbed up the steps. She could see Cindy's grin faltering and how she took a cautious step back towards her door.

"You know," Julia stepped up close to her and tucked a strand of hair behind Cindy's ear, "There are a lot of things I know about you, Larson. I know you used to fuck all the senior boys in the locker room if they paid you good money. I know that you love a man with money. That's why you cheated on my brother with that business owner. He probably bought you all kinds of nice things. I know your a fake blonde with fake ass tits and a bad nose job. You'd think with all that money you've been fucking your way to you'd be able to get a better surgeon."

Cindy let in a shaky breath, "Leave, or I'll change my mind about pressing charges."

"Mmm...no you won't. Because I'll get a few months at most for vandalism. But you? You'll get a lot longer if they know you've been soliciting drugs to minors. I'd love to see you get locked up with my momma. Because if she knew what you did to her baby boy...oh, you won't live to see the outside ever again," Julia smirked.

Her mother hated violence. Hated anger and letting it control her. Julia knew her mother wouldn't do a thing but send glares this girl's way, but Julia had more connections than just her mom in that prison. And they'd do a lot of things for a pack of cigarettes and a few boxes of menstrual products.

Cindy looked terrified, "Fine...fine. I'll get the money. I'll pay for the car."

Julia patted her cheek gently, "Good girl. Great doing business with you."

Julia hopped back down the steps and made her way to Jax, "Get ready to punch it. We don't wanna be here for much longer."

Jax grinned as she got on the bike behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, "The hell did you get up to?"

"Nothing much. You'll get the money, but she's the police's problem now."

Jax shook his head with a laugh, "You fucking snake."

No sooner had they gotten a block away before they heard sirens approaching Cindy Larson's house behind them.

Julia leaned forward to kiss his cheek, "Thanks for the ride."

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