Bumper Cars [EDITING]

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- Henley POV -

"You know I fucking hate clowns, right ?", I said to Jackson, as I walked out of the shower.

"Come on. It's fucking Fun Town. Nothing to worry about. I'll kick a clown's ass if it comes anywhere near you", he said, wrapping his arms around my waist, that was covered with my towel.

"Donna's not even coming. Something about keeping distance from the club, or whatever. I'll be all alone when you eventually leave", I argued back, trying to come up with convincing reasons why I shouldn't go.

I truly hate being around clowns.

"We haven't hung out somewhere that isn't the hospital, this house, or the clubhouse in forever...", he said.

"Fine...", I replied, knowing that I wasn't going to win.

"That quick ? I was hoping I was going to have to use my last argument", he said, with his boyish smile.

"Your last argument ? And what would that be ?", I said, with a flirty smile. I already had a slight idea.

"This", he said.

He picked me up and threw me on the bed. I bit my lip. He ripped my towel off, leaving me completely naked on the bed. He grabbed my ankles, pulling until my legs were hanging off the bed.

He wrapped my legs around he neck, placing kisses on my inner thigh. I giggled, as he began to kiss, lick, and bite my thighs.

Then he began to kiss and lick other places.

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"You two are late !!", Gemma said, as we walked up to her and Clay.

"Yeah. I was hungry", Jax said, with a smirk.

I elbowed him in the ribs and shot him a fake glare. He just laughed and put his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him.

We walked around for a few hours. Of course, the guys just had to get us kicked off of almost every ride.

We walked up to Gemma and Clay, just as they were in the middle of a conversation with Elliot and Karen Oswald.

"You remember my stepson Jax, right Elliot ?", Clay asked as we stood next to them.

"Yeah, and you are little Henley Winston, if I remember correctly ?", he said, shaking both of our hands.

"Last time I checked", I replied, jokingly.

"Mom, can I go ride the Teacups ?", their daughter asked.

"You've already rode it 3 times, Tristan", Karen said, crushing the little girl's spirit.

"Here. I've got some extra tickets", Jax said, pulling them out of his pocket, "This one here got us kicked off for screaming too much."

"I was not the one who got us kicked off !", I said, slapping his chest.

He just laughed.

"Thank you", Karen said, stiffly.

"It was nice seeing you all", Elliot said, walking away.

"Rich people make me feel weird", I said, grabbing Jax's hand.

"Yeah.. You would think with all that money, they'd pay someone to remove the sticks lodged up their asses", Gemma said, causing me to laugh.

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"Stop torturing the creepy ass clown before it eats you !", I yelled to Jax, Chibs, and Tig, who were fucking with the clown.

They all laughed. Then Tig got a phone call. I could tell it was club shit and that Jax was going to have to leave.

"I told you that you were going to have to eventually leave", I said, as he walked up to "break the news".

"Sorry", he said, kissing my cheek, "Get a ride home with Gemma ?"

I nodded and walked off to find her.

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Gemma and I hung out for a few hours.

"I'm gonna go wait in the car", I said to her, as she was in line for something.

"Kay, sweetie", she said.

I fell asleep in the car after so long.

The car door slammed closed, waking me up.

"What's going on ?", I asked her, seeing how it was 10 and I came to the car at 8:30.

"The Oswalds' little girl, Tristan was raped", she said.

"The little girl Jax gave the tickets to ?", I asked, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

"Yeah... They just found her out in the woods", Gemma replied.

"Oh, that poor girl", I said, genuinely, as she started the car, and pulled off.