Jax Teller Imagines

Bad boy of Charming

Walking down the quiet street of Charming on a beautiful summer day. The birds are singing, the restaurants are filled with laughter. It was a good day. You're on your way home when a voice catches your attention.

"Where you going good looking?" A male voice asks from behind you. You turn around to see an older man walking towards you. He's got a huge smirk on his face. Feeling uncomfortable you turn around and keep walking.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" He bellows picking up the pace. Your heart is beating in your chest. You past a back alley when a set of arms pull you into the darkness. You scream just before a hand lands on your mouth. The guy from the street walks into the alley blocking your way out. You struggle to get out and he laughs, "silly bitch! You're ours now!"

The men start to tear at your shirt when you hear the rumble of a Harley. You try to scream but nothing comes out. The rumbling stops. Outta luck...

"HEY! Let her go!!!" A rough voice echos through the alleyway.

"I don't think-" the one guy turns around just as a fist meets his face. The guy holding you let's go as the first guy hits the pavement.

"Go! Get out of here!" your saviour yells.

You run outside of the alley and place yourself against the wall. There's rustling in the alley now. You peek around the corner and see a man in a leather cut. Sons of Anarchy California. You watch as he beats the shit out of the two men that grabbed you. As he lays the last man on the floor he turns to you and walks out.

"You ok Darlin?" He asks approaching you. You nod taking a deep breath. Walking over to his bike he grabs a helmet. "Climb on. I'm taking you home! Can't have you getting kidnapped again."

"Thank you" you tell him taking his helmet before climbing on the bike behind him.

"Where do you live darlin'?" You asks staring the bike.

"523 Ebony Crescent" you shout over the rumble of the engine. He starts to back the bike out of its parking spot and you grab onto him tight.

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You arrive to you house and he pulls into your driveway before turning off the bike.

"Thank your for the ride ho-"

"Names Jax." He says cutting you off while taking a smoke out of his cut pocket. Before lighting it be adds, "What's a pretty girl like you walking home all alone?"

"My car broke down.. i thought waking home would be ok.." you reply watching him take a long drag from his cigarette. He digs into his pocket again and pulls out a business card.

"I work at Teller-Morrow. Come over tomorrow and we'll tow your car and work on it." He lets out a puff of smoke, "Free of charge!"

"You don't have to do that! You already saved my life!" You get off his bike and hand him back his helmet.

"A Teller always helps a lady in need," he replies winking. "Besides maybe you could come to the clubhouse if you ever need rescuing again" a smirk sneaks across his face.

"We'll see." You tell him taking the business card. "Thanks for saving me Jax" you smile walking into the house

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