Chibs | This Life | Tig | Sons Of Anarchy || Book One

I'll Be Here For You

She sat there on the edge of the bed with her head in her hands, her mind was buzzing with the newly found information.

She couldn't believe it. She didn't want to believe it. How could Tig ended up doing something like that?

How could he end up killing Donna?

She gave a wavering side as she felt the need to cry some more, but she knew that would be pointless.

There was no point in doing anything now. What's done was done and Donna was dead regardless of the events that had taken place. But she still couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Why would Tig just go and try to kill Donna? What did Donna ever done to the club to deserve that type of treatment? The answer was nothing. Absolutely nothing.

There was a soft knock on her door that echoed through the room. It pulled her from her thoughts as she muttered for the person to come inside of the door was unlocked.

She didn't bother to look up to see who it was, she didn't even really care who it was right now. Trying to process all of this was making her head hurt. She would much rather be left alone right now, but she also wanted to be with someone at the same time.

"Hey, Doc."

It was Jax. He had his hand stuff in his pockets as he stood in the doorway of her room. She didn't bother looking up at him or even acknowledging that he was here beside the fact that she had verbally informed him of entering the room.

"How ya holding up?"

He asked from his spot in the doorway. She shook her head in her hands and scoffed and she finally turned to look up at him.

"Well, within the last two weeks alone I've been blown up, man handled, and just recently found out that someone I personally know killed Donna -- how do you think I'm holding up?"

Of course the sarcasm was Dripping with each word she spoke. But her expression towards Jax told her whole story.

Jax push himself out of the doorway and walked over to her bed and took a seat next to her at the foot of it.

"I'm sorry you got drug into Club business and had to find out this way."

[Name] suddenly did a double-take at Jack's and looked angry at him. She's scoffed.

"You mean to tell me you knew about this the whole time? And you didn't bother telling me?"

Jax looked like a deer in headlights. He forgot just how smart she could be. Of course with the way he phrased it she caught on quickly that of course he had known for a while that Tig was the one that had killed Donna.

"Why would he do something like that? I know he's a fucked up guy, but he beats hookers so he doesn't end up killing his Brother's wife!"

She picked herself up off the bed and was now pacing back and forth with her arms crossed over her chest. She was looking at the ground as she walked, glancing over at Jax every now and then until her eyes we reassumed their position on the floor.

Jack's out on the corner of her bed with his hands clasped together. He shook his head as he looked to the side of the room, his eyes setting on the wall.

He knew that she needed to know the truth. Clay was her uncle after all, but he didn't know how this would affect her. She wasn't a part of the club and she really did not need to know any of the club business at all. She wasn't even any buddies old lady, so that was even more reason to not let her in on the situation at hand.

But as he thought before knowing that she was Clay's nice, that clay was her uncle, she had a right to know about what had happened.

"Look, I'm going to tell you something that never ever leaves this room, you got that?"

Jackson looking her way. She stopped pacing and turn to face him looking at him wide-eyed. She nodded understanding that whatever he was getting ready to tell her nobody else must have known.

He took a deep side before proceeding.

"Clay was the one who ordered the hit. The hit was for Opei, because Clay thought Opei was a rat for the feds. That's how Tig killed Donna -- he thought it was suppose to be Opei, not Donna."

She felt her blood run cold at those words. The man that she used to look up to as a child had ordered the hit on one of her best friends. All because he believed Opie to be a rat.

"Bu-but I thought -- I thought you guys proved Opei wasn't a rat?"

"We did. We tried to convince Clay, but he was not convinced whatsoever. He went against the club and tried to kill Opie."

"But he -- But uncle Clay would -- I don't -- I -- "

Jax send the distraught all over her body. It wasn't just present in her face but her body language as well as she brought her hand up to her lips and covered her mouth. Her eyes darted around the room as if trying to find something to focus on but was unable to do so.

And then he noticed a panic in her eyes as the hand that was on her mouth move to her chest.

His own eyes widened as he realized just how quickly she was breathing.

"Ah shit! [Name]!"

She was sending herself into an asthma attack. She quickly looked around the room trying to remember where she had placed her inhaler last.

Jax throwing up from the bed and now had his hands on her shoulders trying to look her in the eyes as she glanced around the room and panic.

"Listen to me, you need to calm down! Where's your inhaler!"

She moved away from him and rushed to the bathroom quickly remembering where she had left it. Her bag was on the floor in the bathroom and she go to her knees in front of it as she emptied it out upside down and ran her hands through everything that was in the pile shuffling through it till she found her inhaler.

Jax what's hot on her tail as he followed her into the bathroom and watched as she sat there against sink and took two puffs of it. He got down on his hands and knees and sat down next to her trying his best to watch her carefully.

Right away her breathing started to ease. Although there was still a pain in her chest she was able to control her breathing now thanks to the medicine.

She looked over at her cousin who was sitting down beside her in the bathroom now watching her closely to make sure that she was okay.

She shook her head and looked at him.

"I'm sorry, [Name]."

Jax sad feeling extremely bad to have brought on a attack for her. But he knew she had to know the truth. And he would much rather her find out through him then to find out through someone who was less likely to be as nice.

And he never would have thought that this would have caused an asthma attack for her. He knew it was shocking news, but even at times he forgot that she had asthma with the way that she worked out in the garage and didn't allow anything to slow her down.

She shook her head again and she rested her forehead in the palm of her hand that she had an elbow propped up on her knee resting against it.

"It's not your fault Jackson. But now, I don't understand what to do anymore."

She said between sobs as she started crying again. Jax frowned deeply as he put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his chest allowing her to let her emotions out with him.

He sat there on the bathroom floor with her for as long as she needed him. He comforted her by rubbing her shoulder and allowing her silence as she let out all of her emotions at one time.

It seemed that right now, he was the only one there for her.