This is about the daughter of the Sons of Anarchy. How does she handle "the life"? She deals with her own life, meanwhile her mother pushes her to hold the title she currently holds. Read to find out about the one and only Rosalie Morrow.
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(authors note: i know this episode all happens in one day, but for the sake of the book, i will make them happen in two days. go with it pls haha) -
Brea was still shunning Rose, so during her lunch, she drove to St. Thomas to see Abel. Also, to even see Tara. Rose was driving around Jax's old truck, while her tires were being fixed. Rose searched the parking lot for Kohn, smirking when she saw his car. She pulled out Clay's pocket knife she stole, and got out of her car.
She stabbed every single tire, before walking inside the hospital.
"Did you just?..." A nurse started as Rose walked past her.
"Of course not." She smiled as she walked towards the elevator.
Rose palmed the guns in her purse, making sure she still had them. Wherever Tara is, Kohn is.
Her thinking was right, when she walked towards where Abel was, Tara and Kohn were in there with Abel.
"Who do you think you are? "Agent"? You don't have permission to stalk my nephew," Rose growled as Tara stepped in front of her. "Get. Out." She hissed as she gritted her teeth together.
"I was on my way out anyways." He smiled creepily before walking out. Rose waited for him to leave the room before she slammed the door shut. "Nice truck, by the way."
"Yeah, nice tires." Rose smirked as Kohn widened his eyes and quickly ran down the ball. "You've got to be kidding me. Miss 'I can handle myself', keep that psycho away from Abel." Rose hissed as she picked up Abel and cradled him.
"I'm sorry, I walked in here to check on him and he was already here, Rose." Tara tried explaining herself as Rose just ignored her.
Tara started to fumble with her clipboard as she looked around Abel's incubator.
"Quick question," Tara said softly, putting down her clipboard.
"Shoot." Rose sighed in annoyance, not caring about what Tara had to say.
"Is Jax married?" She asked, as Rose snorted.
"Divorced." Rose chuckled.
"It's just that Wendy—"
"There's nothing going on between Jax and Wendy. Not anymore, at least." Rose shrugged.
"Oh, okay." Tara mumbled.
"You know, to be someone my mom hates, and Jax fancies, you're quite boring." Rose laughed softly as Tara looked up from her clipboard in shock, making Rose laugh louder.
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Rose sighed as she walked out of practice, and headed towards the T.M. The traffic getting out of the school was awful, so Rose sat in line and blared rock music. Today was just one of those days. As she waited in line, she dug around in Jax's truck, curiosity taking control.
