Lover of an Anarchist (based on characters from Sons of Anarchy)

Chapter Two

Clay invited me to sit next to him and I did then the guy that found me sat on the other side of me.
"Hey," he said "I'm Jackson Teller but most of the guys around here call me Jax. What's your name?" and I don't know why I told him but I trusted him more than the others for some reason so I said
"My name is Neve Laurence."
"Pretty name" he said smiling at me.
"I'm so scared," I said starting to cry. "I just want to go home." Jax put his arm around me and started to pull me towards him. I pushed him away and said
"No, I really... I have to go." then I ran towards the door but Clay stepped out in front of me.
"Let me out of here!"
"You're not going anywhere baby." he said and grabbed onto me.
"Let me go!" I yelled. Clay took me to a room and threw me to the floor. I ran to the door and tried to open it but he'd already locked it.
"Screw you!" I yelled and pounded my fists against the door. Before long, I heard laughing and mocking high-pitched voices.
"Assholes." I said to myself and upon hearing footsteps approaching the door I said to myself
"Oh shit, I'm such an idiot. I shouldn't provoke the leader of a biker gang." I hid under the bed as the person unlocked the door. I closed my eyes and was surprised when I felt a female hand on my shoulder.
I looked up at the woman, she had light blonde hair. Not bleach blonde but almost that light and she also had sea- green eyes. She pulled me out from under the bed.
"Hey," she said softly. "I'm Suzy are you ok sweetie?"
"I'm Neve," I told her. "And no not really. What does he want with me?" She looked sad when I asked her that question and said
"A new "girl" for the guys." I knew what she meant by that and started to shake.
"No," I sobbed. "No I can't. Suzy please you have to get me out of here!"
"I'll try my best honey," she said. "How old are you?"
"I turned 17 three days ago." I said just before Clay came in.
"I told her what you want with her." Suzy said to him.
"Good" Clay said.
"She's too young Clay," Suzy pleaded. "She's only 17."
"17 was how old Jax was when he joined the club," Clay said heartlessly. "It's old enough."
"Please let me out," I begged without prevail. "I can't do that."
"Shut up!" he yelled. "Jax get in here!" then Jax came in and Clay added,
"Why don't you two get to know each other better." then he pushed Suzy out of the room and locked the door again.