Runnin the Devils Path (Sons of Anarchy fanfic)

Personal Hell

I pull up to TM and see all the bikes there and an unfamiliar one, on the way here I had stopped to change into jeans and a black  navy shirt and my combat boots, I get out of my car and start walking towards the entrance of the club, I had told Gibbs to stay in his car since he followed me, and that I had plenty of back up. I walk into the club and see everybody is in church but him "well look what the cat dragged in Sargent bitch" Cody says I just stare at him with a eyebrow raised I can tell it's pissing him off cause I can see the muscle in jaw tick. 5.4.3.2.1 he comes charging at me, I grab his left wrist a twist it and flip him onto his stomach but he flip over just at the right second and through a right hook at my face, I throw one back at him and grab the cuffs out of my back pocket to wear I wasnt paying attention which was a rookie mistake he had grabbed a fuckin knife and cut my side, I punch him so hard it knocks him out, I flip him over and cuff him and stand up and look up at the guys, and I think I hear both Jax and Opie and say something about not pissing me off "I think I'll go home know and next time you get a prospect get his real name" I tell them and drag out cody's body out to Gibbs "Here take him and make sure he stays in please I don't need him trying to mess up my life up anymore Gibbs" I tell him "I'll make sure just stay safe here and call if you need any help" he tells me, we load cody up in the car and he leaves I get in my car and hurry to get home.

When I get home I grabbed the supplies I needed to patch my side which consist of a needle, floss and some whisky, I pressed the rag to my side as I walked down the hall and peeked into a finished look of Anna's room and see her passed out on her bed and the netflix screen on her laptop. I walk into my bathroom and take my shirt off with a hiss. I look at the cut just to become a scare and another thing that is a reminder of him, I take a swing of the whiskey then use it to clean the 8 in cut going across my side, I take the needle and floss and start to stitch it up, god I fuckin hate this, About a fourth of the way through I take another swig of whiskey and start up again "Jocelyn why didnt you tell me this earlier" I look up to see Jax with concern in his eyes leaning against the door frame "Because Jax you know I hate hospitals and I can do this perfectly fine myself. So thats what im doing" I tell him almost finishing up with half of the cut.

I finish up the cut with about 10 minutes later and 2 more swings of the whiskey, I grab the bandage and start to wrap it around my waist a couple of times, and walk past him and go to the closet and grab a tshirt with the sides cut out and carefully slip into it. I turn to look at Jax to see he's looking at me like he's trying to figure out how to solve a puzzle, I look at the clock on the nightstand 6pm "You want anything to eat Jax" I ask him "sure Jo" he says I walk past him and into the kitchen and look into the fridge and see some chinese take out with a note ~No food in here, so I hope this enough for you - Anna~  I pull out the boxes and and put them in the microwave to reheat them and pull it out when it goes off without looking at Jax but I can tell he's staring a hole in my back of my head "Just say it Jax I know something is bothering you" I say still looking down at the food "Its just that.. I don't know what to call it never mind Jo" he tells me "that I'm different Jax" I say "I guess.. yea" Jax says I finally turn around to look at him " of course im different Jax If seen and done stuff that you and some and the guys at the club would be cowing in fear of,  i've been to places where they hated me and everything I stand for, places where our brothers are dying for others who don't even care anymore If I'm not exactly the same little freckle faced girl that you ran around with before, Im sorry but that was the old me the new me has scars all over a past that still haunts me Jax I don't know what to tell you of course im going to be different" I say looking down at my boots.

I fell him walk up to me and a pressure under my chin I look up to him "Jo I know you are going to be different you've been through hell and back multiple times, now what i'm about to do will you punch me for it?" he ask me "And what would that be Jackson." I say as he leans closer "This" he says and all I feel and think is that my best friend Jackson Teller is kissing me and damn does it feel good!

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I know evil right, anyways I updated woo-hoo I know its not very long but having the curse of writers block does that I guess, ALSO OVER 2,000 READS HOLY HELL, LIKE really Y'all thanks for reading this book even if its kinda crappy story, Love Y'all and Thanks for reading

P.s to the side is a gif of the lovley Jax and a song by Darryl Worley