I went downstairs to get a few more things and get away from everyone for a second. Gemma and I would be leaving in probably 20 minutes to take Nate and then we would all be leaving. I knew I was starting a war with Jax over going but especially with them going back in there was no way in hell I was staying away. I kicked a box spilling the contents; I calmed down and picked it up. When I was done I grabbed some tape and closed the box before labeling it. I ignored the footsteps behind me, I smelt the cologne I knew it was Jax and I was unsure what to say to him. Truth be told things with us had been incredibly awkward since the shit went down with Abel. I heard boxes drop before I heard him wiping his hands together."That's the last of it." I knew I just needed to get this fight over with while we were somewhat alone. Happy and Piney went with Bobby to see about some meds. The other were either outside or upstairs.
"I'm going with you, to Canada." I said as Jax stopped at the bottom of the stairs turning towards me. He took his foot of the step and came walking back to me shaking his head.
"No. Hell no."
"I'm the only one who's not wanted Jackson. You are going to need my help."
"What I need is for you to stay out of it and take your ass back to Charming."
"He's mine too; I want to be with my family!" I screamed throwing the tape to the ground.
"We aren't your family!" He yelled back. I couldn't stop my jaw from dropping but I sure as hell didn't let him see my heart break so I swallowed that and the tears. "You see the shit I deal with, how deep I'm buried, you don't want it."
"Don't tell me what I want!."
DEACON POV
I sat looking at the door to the basement listening as Jax and Harley screamed at each other. I knew they needed to do this but it was really hard to not go beat his little ass for yelling at her; especially after the whole her having his crow and them being together I wanted his little ass. It was also weird they had never in their lives argued like this The door slid the rest of the way open and I stood up grabbing Dean as he rushed in with Opie right behind him.
"Leave it Dean." I said pushing him into a seat. "They need to get this out."
"You're just going to let him talk to her like that!?"
"No, I'm letting them argue, she wants to go with us and he's saying no."
"He realizes she'll find a way right. I don't want to admit it but she sees that kid as her own, hell with all the shit we do she's around him more anyway. But if he gets out of hand I'm dropping his ass." I had to grab him again as the house shook with Jax's loud voice.
"THEN ACT LIKE ONE! DO WHAT THE FUCK YOU"RE TOLD!" Before I could even move I heard a loud pop and a muffled fuck come from Jax before my daughter started screaming. I know she punched him causing me to smirk.
"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TALKING TO!"
NIKOLE POV
"Don't tell me what I want! We agreed on not hiding shit."
"Yeah so you'd keep your ass put and safe!" I laughed looking at him, he wasn't my best friend anymore, he was an utter jackass; but I couldn't blame him, I lost his kid
"Do you remember whose daughter I am? Shit you've known me my whole life dumbass first off I can keep myself safe I ain't some fucking damsel in distress who needs your ass riding in on a white horse to save me. Secondly you should know when I want to do something I do it."
"You're not fucking going."
"YES I AM!" I saw Jax snap as he turned back around glaring at me as he stomped to me.
"You want to be an old lady? THEN ACT LIKE ONE! DO WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE TOLD!" He yelled in my face. I couldn't help the small gasp that left my lips. I was in complete shock, never in our life had he ever spoken to me like that. He would beat someone's ass for even raising their voice at me. Shit he'd gotten into it with my dad and brother for yelling at me before. I drew my hand back punching him as he fell back against the railing for the stairs holding his jaw glaring at me as he spit out blood. Normally that would make me feel terrible but now I didn't care.
"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TALKING TO!"
"Pack your shit and head back to Charming Nikole." Jax said sternly. I was sick of it and kicked the boxes that were hiding the wheelchair Gemma had the caretaker tied to. I jerked it out picking it up and throwing it at Jax, who dodged it glaring at me like I was crazy.
"OLD LADY? I JUST KILLED SOMEONE FOR YOUR MOM! THAT OLD LADY ENOUGH FOR YOU!"
"What are you talking about?" Jax asked coming up to me.
"The caretaker, she attacked your mom."
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" I looked behind Jax to the stairs where my father was standing.
"What did you do?" Jax asked ignoring them. I looked back to him.
"She had her at knifepoint so I shot her twice in the head, Tig helped us get rid of the body." Everyone turned as the stairs creaked and Gemma came walking down. As she noticed what was going on she saw the wheelchair she looked at the guys then me.
"Shit."
"What the hell is going on?" Dad asked pissed looking from her to me.
"Thought you were going to keep your mouth shut." She said glaring at me.
"Yeah well your kid is a fucking douchebag." I growled out glaring at Jax
"Our girls here decided to whack the caretaker and that fucking idiot helped." Jax said pointing to Tig who walked down.
"Actually I just made a phone call."
"Jesus." Clay said looking at us. "We deal with this later; we gotta go the guys need us." They all walked up stairs minus Tig who walked to me and Gemma.
"What happened to 'oh we can't let Jax and Deacon know what happened' you two are killing me." He said before he stormed off leaving Gemma and I to stare at one another.
"Sorry, he pissed me off."
"What happened?"
"He's a dick, keeps saying I ain't going and then screamed at me like I'm his fucking bitch."
"Honey, you have his crow." She said touching my hip.
"SO! He isn't going to boss me around like I'm some punk or one of these other girls. I'm the fucking daughter of a first 9 and the damn princess of SAMCRO I be damned if he or anyone is going to talk to me like that." I said storming off and outside.
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Princess of SAMCRO
RomanceNikole Morgan was born and raised in Charming, CA. She was far from your typical girl. Preferring to much rather get rough with the boys, ride motorcycles fix cars and shot guns, than wear mini skirts and try to see how many guys she could get. she...