Runnin the Devils Path (Sons of Anarchy fanfic)

All Good in the Head... No it's Not.

In honor of the FINAL FUCKING SEASON OF SONS OF ANARCHY PEMIRE I SHALL UPDATE. HERE YOU GO. 

RECAP:

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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   He pushes me against the counter top and slips his hands under my t-shirt and starts to draw a in a circler motion with his thumb on my hipbone. I pull back from him "so you’re going that way" I say while also trying to catch my breath. "Maybe" he says and leans down again, I wrap one hand around his neck and the other through his hair, and met his lips again and as greedily as him. His hands keep moving up higher and higher very slowly almost up to my bra and I’m in heaven, till I hear a bang. 

   I know in a normal person's mind it would be just a power transformer going off, but in my mind I was back to my second tour in the Iranian mountains **** It was just the four of us, Bulldog the 25 year old bachelor that was from NY and reminded you of the dog, then Lt. Mikey Wade the 40 leader of the group with a wife a son back home in Florida, then there was Rooster the youngest one and fresh out of out of boot camp Mikey thought since he was so cocky why not call him rooster, then there was me the only girl in the group Nashville is what they call me and at 22 I was still fresh but still had seen some stuff. ** We were driving back to the base from a mission well done all the boys were talking but to me something was still off, till Mikey notice "Something botherin' you Nash" he asked I shake my head "na nothin' wrong just thinking" I say "aw is its some ones time of the month" Rooster says I about fly across the hummer and bust up his face but Bulldog held me back and Mikey smacked him in the face from his place behind the wheel "Didn’t your mamma teach you shit, you don’t talk to fuckin women that way." Mikey says where still a good 1 hour away from the base and the feeling just keeps getting worse then it all goes to hell, and it feels like its in slow motion "JO".  We had hit a big land mine, the truck had gone up at least ten feet up in the air, when I had woke up I saw what I guess was the truck in flames about 50 yards from me and the heat poring off of it too. I try to see my team mates all over, I try to stand up and after a while I’m finally able to, and when I do I feel a searing pain in my back I try to turn my head as far as I can which isn’t very much and see a big piece of metal sticking out of my back, fuck that’s going to hurt, I stumble over to Mikey and see him barley alive "come on sir stay with me" I yell at me he coughs up blood "tell Shelly and Jase I love em' and I’m sorry" he says and takes his last breath "NO" I look around and see Bulldog not breathing and Rooster in parts "Fuckin No" It fades out then I see myself laying on a table and them trying get the metal out, then it all goes black.***

"JO, JOCEYLNE" I hear Jax shout, I open my eyes and find my self in the far corner in the kitchen "What the hell was that" he says. I lean my head back on the wall and wipe my face I can feel the over foot long scar on my left back burning like it was on fire, but I knew it was just my head I stand up shakily and start to walk to my room and into the my bathroom and start searching through the cabinets "Jo what's going on?" Jax asks. While I finally found the bottles I was looking for and took the pills I needed and take em. "That was what you fuckin call a PTSD flashback, and I haven’t had one in like two years" I tell him putting both hands on the counter and leaning over it "do you know what caused it" he asked "the power transformer blowing up down the street, it just brought back something from my second tour that I thought was buried away" I tell him. Just as he gets a call and steps out of my room, I go towards my closet and grab a pair of calf length yoga pants and a Navy shirt, just as I pull my shirt off still facing the closet "good God Jo" I hear him say I quickly pull the shirt over my head and grab my knife and slip it in my bra. I slip my shoes on and grab my iPod and ear buds "I’m going on a run" I tell him still without looking at him, and step out of the house and start jogging which tuned into a run while blasting Not Afraid by Eminem, nobody has seen my back besides the people who put the many many scars there, and my doctors.

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Well what do y'all think its a little longer than the last chapter, but its still short since I have a wee bit case of writers block and I had to get my homework done first. So this season of SOA is gonna be good. 

And I know that the first part is bad im not that good at writing stuff like that... anyways

FOOTBALL is back bitches... I get a wee bit excited with football anyways. Go Pack GO . 

and Ps go read my other books if ya want....

Im done do the usally vote comment watever thanks for reading love yall- Sadie