Mass Destruction

Chapter 44

Jax makes his way back into town, Corrie refused to come to the club house to see Clay and she all but begged him for space which hurt him more than anyone would realize.

Clay walks into the garage where Happy is already waiting with his tattoo gun. The men surround him, every single one has been waiting for this day.

"You alright?" Chibs asks as Jax saunters into the garage. "How's Corrie?"

An emotionless Jax stares at him, "She asked for space, so, no, I'm not. Let's just get this over with"

Chibs pats his back and guides him further into the garage. With a sickening satisfied feeling in his gut he watches Happy black out every single tattoo that will ever affiliate Clay with the club.

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Tears that fall off Corrie's cheeks get replaced by more as she continues crying. She stares at the ring on her finger and cries even louder. Getting space between her and Jax is exactly what she needs to stay sane; but it isn't what she wants. What she wants is for them to be together and in love like they were before. They were so in love, so connected and in sync.

Now, he's at the club house and she's all alone up here in the cabin with nobody but Abel and she feels so disconnected from her world.

Her phone buzzes on the counter next to her; Gemma's calling.

"Hey Gem?"

"Hi sweetheart, I need your help. Can you meet me at the office in an hour?"

"Sure" Corrie sighs, "I'll see you then"

"Mama!" Abel waddles over to her

She quickly wipes away her tears, "Hey baby boy" she kisses his cheek

"Can we go see daddy mama?"

Corrie sighs, she knows he must miss his dad, he hasn't seen him in over two weeks and even then Jax was sad and distant.

"Y-yeah buttercup, you can"

Abel grins, "otay, I put my soes on"

Corrie beams at the three year old, he's so big and independent. "Look at my buttercup putting on his own shoes. You're ready for college now" Corrie pretends to attack him making him giggle. No matter how bad she feels he always has the tendency to make her happy.

"Mama, you always pretend I'm food"

Corrie chuckles, "You are a little snack, a very tasty little snack" she fake-chews on his fingers and he giggles. Corrie grins and pats his butt, "Go pack that bag of yours, daddy would want a sleepover"

"Otay" He runs to his room, which was Corrie's room when she was younger, and hastily packs his bag while Corrie psych herself up for the phone call she's about to make.

The phone rings only once before he picks up

"Cor, hi! Uh, hey, baby, I'm so glad you called"

She tears up at the sound of his voice, "I u, I'm not calling for me... yet. Uh, Abel wants to see you and I have to meet your mom at the office. Will you be there?"

"Y-yeah, can I uh, can we talk then, please?"

"Jax-"

"Please" he begs, his voice breaking slightly.

"We can talk, no promises though"

"I'll take it" she could feel the smile through the phone. She hangs up the phone and rests it against her heart with a deep sigh.

Corrie puts on her sneakers and ties her hair in a bun; she grabs her handbag when Abel runs into the room. "I ready mama"

"Alright" She pauses and looks at her boy, "hey, come here for a second."

Abel walks closer to Corrie, she bends down eye level with him and kisses his forehead. "I love you"

"Lobe you too mama"

She stands up and grabs his hand leading him to the car. "Get your little butt in the car" she taps him on the butt and he giggles. He gets into his car seat and she quickly buckles him up; Corrie hops into the front seat and drives off to TM.

Corrie parks the car and lets Abel out, he starts running to the office.

"Abel Teller, get your butt back here or I'll spank it!" She calls him and he begrudgingly walks back to her.

"Hi gramma!" Abel calls and sees his dad in the garage, "Bye gramma!'"

Gemma smirks, "You doing okay? Jax's a mess"

She smirks at the subtle way Gemma threw that in, "I'm... physically I'm fine, but yeah, I'm a mess as well. Abel really wanted to see his dad"

"Do you want to see his dad?" She pries

"I do" Corrie stares at Jax and Abel in the garage. Jax is swinging Abel by his arms, the little boy is laughing loudly.

"You wanted to see me Gem?"

"I suck at financial shit, I need your help with this bookkeeping."

Corrie smiles, "If you make me that hot chocolate you're so good at, then yeah"

Gemma smirks, "Fine"