Bumper Cars [EDITING]

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After a few hours with her babies, Henley decided to get ready for the party the club was throwing for her.

She was staring at the outfit she had put together on her bed, in her red lace bra and black lace panties, not sure if she was going to wear it or not.

Donna walked in. "It's cute, wear it", she said looking at the outfit.

It was a pair of high-waisted, black, leather shorts that stopped just underneath her ass, a loose fitting, cream-colored, spaghetti-strapped tank top, and a pair of gold, strappy, high-heeled sandals.

"I hate that a part of me actually gives a shit if he likes what I'm wearing", Henley admitted to Donna, and herself.

"You loved him, you want him to think you're hot, it's not that big of a deal", Donna said, trying to make Henley feel better.

"Thanks for letting me stay here, Donna. I really didn't want to stay with Gemma, and I definitely didn't want to stay at that damned clubhouse", Henley said, truthfully.

"It's fine. You're family, Hen. Now get dressed, before Kenny comes in here, and falls in love with you more than he already is", Donna said jokingly.

Henley got dressed, before going into the bathroom to straighten her hair, and do her make-up... Really just meaning, that she put on some eyeliner, mascara, and some red lipstick, never really being one to pile it on.

Henley walked out into the living room to get everyone's opinion on what she was wearing, before leaving.

"Aunt Henley, you look pretty !!", Ellie half yelled after seeing her aunt.

"Aww... Thank you, Ellie Bananas", Henley said, calling Ellie by the nickname she gave her.

She called her Ellie Bananas because Ellie didn't like bananas, and she called Kenny, Kenny Tomatoes, because he didn't like tomatoes... It was stupid, but it always made the kids and Donna laugh when Opie was away.

"Well, I'm gonna go... Don't wait up for me", Henley said, mostly talking to the kids, who probably would wait up for her.

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When Henley got to the clubhouse, the party was already in full swing. You could hear the music almost a whole mile before you pulled into the lot.

She walked into the building to smell the familiar smell of a clubhouse party...

Booze, Smoke, and Sex.

Then once everyone realized she was here, there was a parade of 'welcome backs', 'good to have you backs', and cheers.

"THANKS EVERYONE !!!", Henley had to yell to be heard.

Deciding that she would definitely have to be drunk to fully enjoy this party, and to keep her mind off of a certain someone, Henley walked to the bar.

"What can I get you ?", the prospect that Gemma called, Eddie, asked her.

"A shot of Jack and a beer", Henley said before asking, "Eddie, right ?"

"Yeah, that's what my mom named me, but Gemma's the only one who calls me that around here", he said, handing Henley her shot and beer.

"What shitty nickname did you get from the guys ?", Henley asked after downing her shot and opening her beer.

"Half Sack", Tig said, walking up and answering for the prospect.

Henley almost spat out the swig she just took from her beer.

"What the hell did he do to get that ?", she asked, about to burst into laughter.

"Tell her, Sack", Tig said to the prospect.

"I lost a nut in Iraq", he said. She could tell by the look on his face that he wasn't really ashamed or embarrassed by it. He's probably told a million people thus, by now.

"You served ?", Henley asked him.

He nodded. "Well, thank you for serving my country. Sorry you lost a nut in the process", she started, "But I'm still gonna call you Eddie. I have no desire to call you a name based on the amount of balls you have, or don't."

He smiled, then went to give someone else a beer who had just sat down on the other end of the bar.

"I'm glad you're back, even if it just for 3 weeks, baby", Tig said, giving Henley another hug.

"Me, too. I missed everyone", she said, smiling.

"Everyone ? Even your cheating asshole of an ex-boyfriend ?", a voice said from behind her.

It was Jax, with a smirk on his face.

"Yeah, even my cheating, asshole ex-boyfriend", Henley said, smirking back at him.
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Henley and Jax had spent the next few hours catching up. Henley told him about her failed experimentations with women, and her wild, college parties, and her students. Jax told her about Tara leaving, the countless hookups, annoying shit that happened with the club, and lastly, Wendy and her pregnancy.

"That's pretty awesome, Jax. You're gonna be a daddy", Henley said, meaning it, but also still kind of jealous.

"Yeah, I'm scared, shirtless", Jax admitted.

"You'll do great, Jackson", Henley said.

Henley would never say it aloud, but the fact that Jax was going to have a baby with someone else, killed her.

'This was supposed to be my life', she thought to herself, sadly.

Jax could tell that talking about Wendy and the baby hurt Henley, even though she'd never say it out loud.