Venomous (Jax Teller)

twenty two

Julia walked up to the club door, nearly getting ran into by Jax and Opie as they started walking out, "Woah."

Jax looked down at her, "Hey. You ok?"

Julia felt as if she had heard that question one too many times in the last day, but it was understandable considering what happened, "Fine. Where are you going?"

"Irishman needs a doctor. Clay got pulled in by Unser for questioning. I'll be right back," he gave her a swift kiss on the cheek before moving around her.

"Ok," she gave Opie a quick wave before stepping inside.

Her head was already pounding from Kohn's attack, but seeing the glares from Tig and Gemma only made it worse. She was not in the mood to deal with this shit. So, she would deal with the only other shit she could deal with.

Julia walked right past them without a word and into the room where Cam was laying face down on the table with Juice plugging the bullet hole in his ass with his fingers.

Juice stared at her, "What took you so long?"

Julia just stood next to him with crossed arms, "I don't really wanna talk about it."

"Ok...You know you can if you want to. I mean, you're like a sister to me, or whatever," Juice shrugged before cringing as his fingers moved, "Ugh, this is so fucking nasty."

"You want me to take over?" Julia asked.

"Jax would kill me if he knew I let his old lady put her fingers up another guy's ass."

Julia made a face at his wording, "Yeah..."

"But I appreciate the company," Juice gave her an awkward smile.

Julia squeezed his shoulder, "You're doing great, Juice."

Juice's eyes went wide as he gave her the most innocent smile despite being covered in blood, "Really?"

"Yeah. Really."

Juice laughed excitedly, "Awesome."

The door opened up a few minutes later and Tara stood there with wide eyes, "Oh my God."

"Took two slugs. Got one," Gemma told her.

"Hey, Tara. Thanks for coming," Julia gave her a tight smile.

"No problem."

"Why don't you go on out, Julie? Let's give the doctor some more room," Gemma said, leaving no room for argument.

Julia knew Gemma didn't want her in the same room as Tara after what happened. She probably wouldn't until she knew how Julia got the bruises on her neck. But Julia knew how to keep secrets. And she held up well under torture.

Julia saw Jax sitting at one of the tables and took her place in a chair beside him, "Hey."

"Hey."

"You ok?" Julia asked quietly, stealing a sip of his drink.

"Are you?"

Julia took a few moments to think before she gave her honest answer, "I think I'm fine right now. It'll probably hit me again later, but right now...I'm good."

Jax took his drink back, "Then so am I. I talked to Tara. She doesn't want to tell Eli."

She let out a heavy sigh, "I figured as much. I don't blame her. Eli is...well, he's Eli. He doesn't deal with this stuff like we do. He would've insisted on bringing Kohn in, get justice the old fashioned way. He would've told me that what I did should've been a last resort."