This Is...A Happy Home

Twenty Nine!

I see my phone ringing and notice it is Jax. I decide to answer. "What is it Jax? You want to hurt me more?" I ask. There's a silence and what is said next, shoots chills down my body. I was not expecting this. 

"I shot Tara." Jax reveals. More silence. I try to process those three words he has said. He shot Tara. "Oh. Do you need help?" I ask wondering if she is dead. Did he shoot to kill or shoot to injure? What the hell happened? So many questions but too little time. "Yeah I do." Jax admits. I know I can't ignore him if he needs help, no matter how angry and hurt I am by him. I hang up and ride to his place, where I park up my Harley and enter the house. I see Tara in the kitchen. Jax watches me walk in, "Thanks for coming." he says grateful I did. I ignore the token of thanks and skip right to the questions. "So, what she do? Try to set you up as well?" I ask, "Thought you wanted to have your own happiness." Jax expected nothing less when he is hit by all these flying questions, "No. She wanted me to hurt you more." he says honestly. I look at him as he says this. Nothing surprises me anymore. "What changed your mind? You already hurt me, what's a little bit more hurt?" I ask. Except this, what I hear surprises me. When I tell you I am shocked. I am shocked. "To kill you." Jax tells me. More chills run over my body. Like I said, I was not expecting it to go this far. Then again it is Tara we are talking about. "To kill me? She was going to make you kill me?" I ask. Jax nods his head knowing how it sounds. He looks down at Tara's unconcious body. "Yeah she was. She said exactly same, well kinda thing as you. You already hurt her just hurt her more." he says repeating back what Tara had said to him. I am in even more shock. "Oh wow. I guess you thought to yourself you already did too much damage." I say whilst having the courage to now look at him. I feel an urge to hug him, but I stop myself incase he is still blinded by his love for Tara. "I weren't going to kill my own sister." Jax says honestly knowing he will never go that far. "I wouldn't put it past you. You wanted your happiness you told me that before you walked away. You didn't seem to listen when I said your happiness feeds off my pain." I say. Jax comes closer to me since he did feel guilty for everything he said and done. "Well I was dumb and stupid." he says. I nod my head agreeing with him as he admits this. "You can say that again." I say as I glance at Tara's body, "You need help cleaning up?" I ask. He nods thinking he most certainly did. 

We begin to clean up the mess together. It's fairly clear that Tara is still alive. "Look if she is still alive, save her. She learnt her lesson." I say. Jax looks at me not understanding and gets all confused. "I thought you wanted her dead." he says. I sigh knowing that is true and I still want her dead. At this point I am testing Jax. "I do, but close to death will do just fine. Her time will come. Plus she will be too scared to look at you." I say. Or maybe I'm testing Tara. Jax begins to understand a little. "Oh ok, then fine. You know, she turned around and told me she was pregnant, what if she is?" he says whilst asking, as he checks Tara's pulse to see if she is still alive. "Is she breathing? And you can not believe a word she says Jax. She could be saying that to guilt trip you." I ask and tell him at the same time, watching him do this. Jax feels a pulse and senses that she has a faint pulse. "Yeah, a little. I will found out in due time anyway when she is in the hospital." he says, thinking about what I said. I nod my head wondering how we are going to explain this. We don't want people knowing the truth, because Jax would be straight back in prison. "Call an ambulance, say she hurt herself." I tell him. He takes his phone out of his pocket and dials 911. 

I clean the rest of the mess and the ambulance turns up. They take Tara to hospital. Jax and I head to the clubhouse and walk in. "Hey." I say to the lads. Chibs sees me with Jax and becomes a bit concerned, "Hi, you ok?" he asks. I smile as I place one of my hands on his arm to assure him everything is ok. "Yeah, all good. Me and Jax made up. We're all fine." I say. Chibs is happy we sorted things out, "How that happen?" he asks curiously. Jax takes a seat at the bar and Tig hands him a beer. "We sorted out Tara, we don't need to do that vote." I explain. Jax drinks some of his beer.