Jax Teller Imagines

Fight me Teller!

Shoutout to HarleyBaby-_  for the inspiration for this chapter! Hope you all enjoy!
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"I can't believe him!" You scream into the empty kitchen. Your anger echoes off the walls. "Ah!" You scream throwing a nearby coffee cup to the floor, it crashes sending debris in every direction. You smile a little bit. The shattering of the ceramic was soothing, but still a fire burned inside. A waterfall of tears make it down your face.

You hear the front door open as footsteps make their way through the house.

"Hey Dar-," Jax pauses, seeing the floor covered with shards, "what happened here?"

"Pack your shit and get out!"

"What's your problem?!" His face turns sour, he was not prepared to come home to this.

"You know what my problem is! You know what you did!" You holler, your body shaking. He looks slightly confused at you. "You slept with that whore Ima Jax! How could you!?"

"You don't belong here!" He bellowed.

"And you decided that was the way to go about doing it?!"

"It was a good idea at the time!" As he speaks you see a flicker of anger growing in his eyes.

"Clearly..," squeezing your eyes shut you take a deep breath before continuing. "Get out!"

"Are you going to cry now?"

You raise your arm as if to slap him. But he catches your wrist with one swift motion. He backs you into the corner rather rough. Leaning down to your ear Jax whispers in a low husky voice, "Wanna try that again, Darlin?"

"Get off of me!" You shout trying to break his grasp. This only makes him grip your wrist harder.

"Not until you calm down."

"Back off Teller!" You say gritting your teeth, "or else!"

He smirks, "You're so cute when you try to act tough."

Hearing this makes your blood boil more. You put all your energy into moving your arms. Still no use, his hands are placed firmly around your wrists. He rests his chest against yours now, holding your whole body against the wall. He's clearly enjoying your struggle.

"If its a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get." He smirks taking a step back before throwing you over his shoulder. You let out a slight shriek before he speaks again. "You better be ready!"