Jax spends the remainder of his wedding day looking for Corrie but she's nowhere to be seen. Neither is Abel, so Corrie probably took him home.
"Have you seen Corrie?" He asks Gemma, she furrows her eyebrows. "Took Abel and headed down to your honeymoon suite. Guess she's just saying goodbye to the kid before your honeymoon"
His heart vessels clench together, "I guess."
Jax walks to the honeymoon suite and knocks on the door afraid she'd shoot him with his own gun if he just walks in.
"Come in" She says. He walks in and sees Corrie sitting on the bed still in her wedding dress. She looks so gorgeous – like a damn queen. Abel is asleep on the bed in his little suit.
"Hey"
She looks at him, the disappointment is still painted in her eyes.
He swallows and sits down next to her, "I'm sorry baby"
"I need some time on my own Jackson"
Jax sighs as tears form in his eyes. They haven't even been married for 8 hours, the ink on the marriage licence hasn't even dried and he's already managed to piss her off.
"You're my wife now Corrie, I don't want to give you time on your own."
"Jax" She stands up as tears form in her eyes, she walks to the balcony and stares at the view of the river. Jax follows her and wraps his arms cautiously around her waist.
"Can you forgive me for this?"
"I don't know"
Jax sighs shakily, this is not how he envisioned his wedding night. By now she'd probably force him to dance with her and he'd seem reluctant but really he'd be ecstatic to dance with his wife.
"You have forgiven me for a lot of shit, how about one more added to the list?" He jokes slightly hoping she'd laugh. She gives him a pissed off look and rips her body out of his hold.
"Exactly, I've forgiven you for a lot of shit, I'm okay with a lot of things that happens in the club. I've looked past all the murder and brutality. I've ignored people's stares and indistinct murmuring how you're a dangerous man. I haven't even asked you who shot me. Since when do you okay killing women Jax? You were careless and irresponsible when you let that kid shot up the school with your guns."
"I didn't hand him the fucking gun Corrie!"
"You might not have, but you were so adamant to get the club out of the gun business, then Opie died and you just stopped giving a shit"
Jax opens his mouth to argue but she beats him to it
"Don't tell me it's not true. I've been worried for a while. When Opie died, you buried your grief in violence. You stopped giving a shit about J.T's vision – your vision. The Jax I know doesn't hurt a woman. What the hell happened?"
"She was a rat, she would have told the feds about the guns. I tried to protect my club, my family."
Corrie draws in a sharp breath, "Is that the rat you talked about in the hospital – that you had Juice kill?"
"Yeah"
"Oh Jax, how can you do this? How can you be so cruel?" She whispers, "Please respect my choice, I need to be alone."
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Mass Destruction
FanfictionHe's her brother's best friend| Her first and only love She's his best friend's sister| His first and only love Jax Teller| Corrie Winston This is my plot and the OC belongs to me. The rest belongs to Kurt Sutter.