Chapter 52

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A beaming smile forms on her face as she finishes up with Jax's A2 portrait. She sketched the rough draft a few days ago with Jax in the garage at TM, and now she finished up the acrylic painting.

She hangs it up next to the painting of Jax and Abel; and one of her; Opie and Donna.

Diana walks into her office with a smile on her face and a stack of papers in her hand. "Looks beautiful, he's a handsome fella"

Corrie chuckles, "Don't let him hear that, his ego are already massive"

Diana smirks and hands her the stack of papers, "Corrie, you have three orders. A lady wants a creative memory of her late husband; a birthday present and a canvas for a living room. They all want a creative touch from you."

Corrie nods, "Alright. Thanks Diana, all the information is on here right?"

"Of course" The receptionist walks out of the office to tend to a phone call and Corrie sits down on the floor; blares up her music and starts getting ready to plan three creative paintings.

**

While Corrie's painting up a storm, Jax's day consisted of getting Nero's cousin's old lady to the cabin without PD knowing with the help of Nero; his crew; and the rest of SAMCRO. The junkie whore shot herself up after 9 months of sobriety making the entire fucking situation even harder for Jax.

There's only one thing more dangerous than a rat, and that is a junkie rat.

Jax storms into the cabin after a shitty negotiation with the Irish, Happy and Juice are already waiting for them in the living room.

"How's she doin'?"Jax asks as Nero walks out of the room where Darvany was staying.

"Even for now, we gotta keep her this way"

Darvany storms out of the bedroom with the gun that was mounted on the wall in the bedroom in her hands; she fires a warning shot and all the guys whip out their own guns, pointing it to her.

Nero tries to calm everyone down but to no use. Everyone is screaming.

"They're gonna kill me, come with me!" She screams at Arcadio.

"Arcadio, don't!" Nero warns him. If Arcadio goes with her, he betrays Nero. Family or not betrayal is where it ends.

"Ah Jesus, shit" The Spaniard mumbles and gets into the car right when a shot goes off and blood stains the windows. Nero shot him; he shot his own cousin dead.

Darvany cries loudly as she makes a run for it; a pissed off Jax chases her down ignoring Nero's pleas. He pushes her down on the ground and points the shotgun she discarded to her face.

"No, no, no mano, no!" Nero pleads, "Can't do that"

He tried to stop her from ratting the safe way; to just lock her up at the cabin but now, he's pissed as hell. He's going to kill her.

**

Tig and Chibs strap her down on the bed

"You let me know what you wanna do" Jax tells Nero, although he already knows how it's going down.

Jax follows his men down to the kitchen, "She locked down tight?"

"Yeah, she's not going anywhere" Tig answers him

Chibs pipes in, "She started begging pretty bad"

Jax directs his next question to a member of Nero's crew, "You got it?" He asks, referring to pills.

The man nods showing him the baggy.

"I've got this" Jax mutters; "Juice, get the kit"

**

Juice walks into Darvany's room; she's calm and quiet now. He has to do this, he keeps telling himself. It's for my freedom; for my club.

"Relax, okay?" He tells her in a soothing matter. He strokes her arm and keeps her quiet.

He flicks the needle twice and prepare her for what's about to happen. A tear slips down her face for her dead kid as Juice inserts the needle into her vein.

The Puerto Rican drowns out her wails for help as he smothers her with the pillow.

This is for my club; for my future. This is so Jax will trust me again'

**

Tig frowns in distraught as he wraps up the blonde's body.

"How did this happen?" Nero accuses Juice.

"I don't know man, gave her half the ten-pack. You can check the balloon, there's still dope in" Juice covers for himself. Jax gave him the order and he follows whatever his president wants even if it means going against his principles of killing women.

"Where'd you get it?" Nero asks the same member that gave SAMCRO those pills. He shrugs, "Waterloo. I know a guy"

"Who knows what she took, she probably dropped something before she went commando" Jax argues.

Nero inhales deeply; "Arcadio betrayed me. It had to happen. But Darvany; she has two other kids. They live with the dad. Her youngest is dead now mano, dead because of me and you. No matter what the risk is we don't hurt people like that. I gotta know, her dead in that other room? Was that your call?"

"No Nero" Jax lies, "It had to be drugs. I'm sorry, I know how rough this has been on you brother but everything I'm doing here is for you."

Nero hugs him, believing his story.

**

Corrie's attention, from finishing up her planning on the three new orders, is interrupted when arms snake around her waist.

She recognises the tattoos on the forearms and the familiar sexy smell of smoke and body wash. Corrie smiles and turns around in Jax's arms.

"I didn't think I'd be seeing you today" She whispers as Jax breathes in her perfume.

"I missed you" He breathes and kisses her on the lips.

"I missed you too babe, how's the problem from this morning?"

Jax buries his head in her hair; she knows him better than anyone and will see the guilt in his eyes. "That problem was solved"

"Good" She pulls away and kisses him again. "I have three new orders for next week"

Jax smiles slightly at her, "That's good babe"

Corrie frowns and pulls Jax down on the couch, "Talk to me baby, something's bothering you. You know you can always talk to me – no judgement"

He nods his head and lies down on her lap, "I love you for it. I'm fine Co, just tired"

Something snaps in her when she hears those words, she pulls him up and straddles his lap. "What are you-"

She shuts him up with a passionate kiss and runs her hands through his short slicked back hair. Jax's hands travel to her hips to keep her steady on his lap. He smirks into her mouth as she unbuttons his shirt. His cut gets thrown on the floor followed by his shirt and then his jeans. Jax tries his best to take charge like he always does, but Corrie refuses.

He whines as she slowly and seductively pulls off her clothing one by one. Once she's naked, he takes control ignoring her protests.

"Sorry babe, I like that you want to take control but you're too slow"

Corrie rolls her eyes with a huff causing Jax to smirk and quiet her with another lustful kiss.

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