Life after samcro

9

I can't see the end of this signing quick enough. I'm currently doing a quick interview before I go back to signing books but all I want to do is to get on that flight and go back to New York. I just want to be able to chill out for a while.

"Will you write another book ?" The interviewer asked

"Nope, I don't have any plans to write one" I said hoping he would stop talking

"So no sequel, no epilogue?" He asked as he took down notes

"There can't be a sequel, one of the main characters die at the end, what's the point in writing a sequel if one of them won't be in it" I said, I was trying my best not to sound cheeky but he was really annoying me

"What about adding a new character?"

"Well that would be pointless as the book is about Molly and Jacob" I said

"But how about you change it up?"

"If I wanted to change it I would but I don't, the ending is pretty straight forward. No other book will be written. Now can I go back to signing books please?"

***

I stood outside Chibs house and looked around the street. No it's not the street I grew up on but it's the town I used to love. The place where I learned to ride a bike, went to school, spent hours running around streets playing hide and go seek, the town where I made friends, where I got caught underage drinking. It's not just a town to me, it's more than that.

"Think you'll be back after this trip?" Chibs asked as my mom loaded the car with her luggage

"I didn't think I'd ever say this but I don't wanna leave" I smiled

"I knew it! I was so right" Chibs laughed as he pulled me into a hug

As Chibs said his goodbyes to my mom & the boys, I took in my surroundings once more. Chibs walked by me and squeezed my shoulder, then the car door slammed which meant I better move as I'm going back to New York. As much as I want to go back to my new life, coming home has made me overthink everything. Charming isn't that bad a place. It never has been. I've just blamed the town for all the shit people done, I blamed charming for he loss of my father and my friends when it was the club. The club no longer exists. As much as I hate to say it, I miss it here. I miss living here, being close to all my family. Charming is my home. I turned and saw Jax standing at the side of the taxi.

"So this is it?" He asked as he walked closer to me

"Yeah, got to go back ho.." But I couldn't say home, because New York wasn't home

"Home?" Jax said finishing my sentence

"Yeah" I said scrunching my face

"You don't sound to enthusiastic about going home" Jax laughed

"Because it's not home" I muttered hoping he wouldn't hear

"It never will be" he said, which meant he heard me

"I miss this place so much. I miss everything" I said looking everywhere but Jax

"But you're doing so well"

"Am I?"

"I'm so proud of what you have achieved" he smiled as I looked at him

"There's just always been something missing. These past few years have been different"

"Of course they have, I would hope to haven't worked this hard for it to be the same" he laughed a little