Rewind

Chapter 4

"You really wanna do this?" Opie asked Macy the next morning as they prepared to visit Jax and Wendy at Saint Thomas. "You and Wendy were never really close."

"I'm not going for her I'm going for my brother," she scoffed. "We still good with the story?"

Opie gave her a disapproving look but nodded. "If anyone suspects shit, Mace, I'm not gonna dig us deeper."

"No one will suspect anything," she rolled her eyes. "They're distracted by Wendy."

"Yeah, I think you're overestimating how much everyone cares about Wendy," he said, offering her his helmet. "Unless you're driving your own piece of shit."

Macy shook her head, despite hiding it she was still anxious after what happened with Dom so keeping close to someone she could trust was important.

When they arrived Jax was still there, much to their surprise. Macy knew she was hyping up the concern for Wendy, she was hoping if she said it enough it would be true. She didn't expect Jax to be there, it was part of why she didn't call him first, but she was relieved that he was.

"What happened to you?" Jax asked before Macy could even say hello.

Macy huffed as he hugged her roughly. "I got jumped but some drunk assholes. I'm fine."

"I'm taking care of it," Opie said gruffly from behind them.

Jax looked at Opie over Macy's shoulder. "Let me know what you find."

"I will," he nodded somberly. "How's Wendy?"

"Unconscious," Jax explained. "She got high and fell, laid there for hours."

"Jax," Macy whimpered, "I'm so sorry."

"I'm more worried about you," he told her. "What did you see? White guys? Any tattoos?"

"I didn't see anything," she said bluntly. "Hoods were up, it was dark, I was kind of drunk," she shrugged.

Opie interrupted, knowing the more Jax pushed the more likely he would be to find out about Dom and that would land Opie in some trouble. "I said I'm looking into it, I got it, brother."

"I gotta get out of here," Jax huffed. "Come on, let's go."

"Holy shit," Macy said suddenly. "Is that Tara?"

Jax didn't even have to look. "Yeah. She's back apparently."

Macy waved at Tara who was staring at her hard from the opposite end of the hall. "Yeah guess she is."

Tara waved back and gestured for Macy to come toward her end of the corridor. She thought it over quickly before giving Opie a gentle push. "I'll meet you guys outside."

"Where are you going?" Jax asked, nosy as ever.

"I gotta pee, man," she lied. "I'll be right there."

The guys walked away, somewhat suspicious, and Macy scurried toward Tara.

"Hey Macy," Tara said warmly. "What happened?"

"Oh," Macy's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. "Nothing."

"You sure?"

"Why?"

Tara nodded for Macy to follow her toward her office and the younger girl did. "You recognize this?" Holding up a plastic bag with Macy's blood Hanna's pen in it, Tara looked at her knowingly.

"He fucking deserved it," Macy snapped. "He was gonna kill me, on purpose or accidentally. I had to get out of there and it was all I had, it was all I could do." The more she explained the weaker her words became until her angry, tough exterior was completely destroyed.