Clara hadn't gone far, she only made it as far as her best friends house, banging on the door at the crack of dawn, tears rolling down her face.
Dawn Trager climbed out of bed hearing someone banging on the door and mumbled to herself wondering who the fuck had the nerve to call this early.
She had moved to the outskirts of Charming and had so far managed to avoid the Sons of Anarchy, all except her best friend who just so happened to be the old lady of one Jax Teller.
She opened the door to a frazzled looking Clara and quickly pulled her in, closing the door after checking she wasn't followed.
Dawn pulled her friend to the kitchen table and put the coffee maker on. While she was waiting for that to do its thing she pushed an ashtray and a packet of smokes towards Clara and waited for her to talk.
Eventually Clara was ready and she spewed out everything that had happened, right down to that insensitive fucking asshole calling her a "dumb whore" and the worst one for Clara "fat".
Dawn knew Clara wasn't happy with her figure and was so self conscious it had taken her a long time to believe that a man like Jax Teller wanted her and then he goes and does this shit. Dawn couldn't stop the giggles that overtook when she realised something.
Jax only ever lashed out at Clara when he had something to feel guilty about, they just had to work out what it was.
Clara's phone pinged with a voicemail and Dawn swiped the phone putting the message on speaker knowing that her friend would never listen otherwise.
Jax's voice came through the speakers, clear as day and the emotion in his voice told Dawn everything she needed to know. She knew the truth, Jax was desperate to change his ways, he just didn't know how and now he had royally fucked up. Clara wasn't going to give in that easily, not this time.
Dawn waited until she knew that Clara had passed out due to the serious lack of sleep before she stole her phone and made the call she knew her friend never would.
"Jackson listen it's Dawn, Clara is fine, she's with me but my god you dickless wonder did you fuck shit up. What is the one thing you were told about Clara when you got together?" she ranted at the man.
"Oh shit, I really did fuck up didn't I? I had no clue what I had said, just that she was gone. I did the one thing I promised I would never do. You have to help me, I need her, she's everything to me" Jax said on the verge of tears.
Dawn decided that seeing as he sounded genuine she would help, but made it clear if he fucked up again she would make sure he never found her.
Jax agreed knowing that Dawn was deadly serious. He listened attentively to what Clara's best friend suggested and between them made the arrangements for how Clara would get there.
Jax feeling a little better ended the call and set about sourcing the items Dawn had listed.
Clara slept for hours and Dawn debated whether to tell her what she had done, knowing she was in for a world of shit if this didn't work. Deciding she was better off hiding it from her pending the result Dawn set about sorting her end of the plan.
Dawn prepared a couple of her outfits, ones that she knew fit Clara and that she loved them, she then stocked up on Clara's favourite gin and waited for her to wake.
When Dawn heard movement she poured a healthy gin and tonic and held it out to her friend as soon as she walked back into the kitchen. Dawn smirked when she noticed that Clara had picked the black ripped skinny jeans with a matching holey top which showed the parts of her body she was comfortable with. Clara took the drink and downed it in one.
She gave her friend a look that conveyed to Dawn that she knew something was up. Choosing not to raise to the bait Dawn ignored her friend and got herself ready before pulling her out of the door with promises to let loose and get mind numbing drunk. Both girls were laughing as they headed off to wherever Dawn was going.
Clara froze when Dawn stopped outside the diner in Charming, suddenly nervous. She remembered this was where she first met Jax when she had served him some godawful coffee at some ridiculous time of day.
She turned to walk away, not feeling like drinking now when she came face to face with Jax.
Clara stood wide eyed as he stood before her, unshed tears in his electric blue eyes, holding a huge bunch of forget me nots with a velvet box sitting amongst the flowers.
Following Dawn's advice Jax spoke before Clara had a chance to.
"It's no surprise to me I am my own worst enemy, cause every now and then I kick the living shit out of me, can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk, I didn't mean to call you that?, what I really wanted to say and didn't know how is you are it for me Clara, I know I haven't always been the best for you but I want to try, I want to be better for you and with you by my side I know I can stop being my own worst enemy. But you have to promise to stay, stay and be my wife?"
Clara stood shocked not sure what to believe, but in the end her heart won out over her head. "I know you didn't mean it, not really, I'm just tired Jax." Jax went to talk some more but Clara held her hand out for him to stop. "If you really mean it, I suppose I can handle you being your own worst enemy and maybe just maybe we can work it all out."
Dawn shed a tear as she watched her best friend reconcile with the man she clearly loved and she knew the real truth.
They were both their own worst enemies and that was what made them work.
