Bumper Cars [EDITING]

° twenty seven °

- Henley POV -

One minute, everything was fine. People were partying, helping Gemma and I clean up, it was normal.

Then, suddenly, there was a series of phone calls, and people began to rush out.

When Gemma's phone rang, she covered her mouth, a few tears falling down her cheeks. Then, she instinctively held her hand out for me to grab.

She hung up the phone and gave me a sad look.

"What's going on, ma ?", I asked her.

"Jax's on his way to come get you. I'll stay with Abel, baby", she said, walking towards the nursery.

The next few minutes were the longest ones of my entire life.

Jackson walked in and I could tell he'd been crying. I didn't ask him anything. I interlocked our fingers and walked with him to his bike.

When we got to where we needed to be... I saw the last thing I ever expected to see. Opie holding Donna's dead body. She was bleeding from her head, I could tell she was shot.

"NO !", I cried as loud as I possibly could, clutching to Jax's cut to keep me from falling to the ground.

After staring at Opie for a few seconds, I got myself together. He needed me. I didn't have time to be breaking down.

I walked up behind my brother and put my hand on his shoulder, just to let him know I was there. He held my hand, but never took he eyes off of Donna.

She was the love of his life, the mother of his children, his whole fucking world... And somebody killed her. Someone took her from him.

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Jax and I got back to the house pretty late that night.

Gemma gave both of us hugs and kisses.

"I can stay if you want", she said to us both, but mostly Jax.

"No, ma. It's time for me to take care of my own family", Jax said, grabbing my hand and taking me to Abel's room. We watched him for a while. Then I grabbed Jax's hand and took him to our room.

He sat on the foot of the bed, with his head in his hands. I bent down, I pulled his sneakers off. I took off his cut and hung it on the back of the door.

I gave him a kiss. The kiss full of passion. I needed him right now. My best friend was gone. My brother was heartbroken. And my niece and nephew were motherless.

I needed to be with him, one last night, before I have to be there for Opie, Kenny, Ellie, and Abel.

Before I had to bury my best friend, my sister, the one of the two people who knew everything there was to know about me. The first being my Uncle Tiggy.

We made passionate, lustful love that night, more passionate than we'd ever been before.

Then he held me.

Neither of us slept. We just held each other.

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AN:

It killed me to write this chapter.

Sadly, there's only one or two parts left of Bumper Cars.

There will be a sequel.

Thank you for reading.

Love you guys,

Cici