Chapter 23

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Tinsley still couldn't believe what Jax had just said to her.
Was he lying to her?
Was he just saying those things to hurt her for keeping the letters from him and the whole Opie situation?
Could he really be that mean to her?
It was all had to be a fucked up dream. She would wake up any moment and the last 24 hours would have all been a figment of her imagination. Their fight, or multiple fights, would have just been a figment if her overactive imagination. Right?

But the ache in her heart and the numbness she felt all over her body told her that he was telling the truth. She told Jax from the beginning that cheating was a deal breaker and what had he done? He cheated on her. And with Ima no less.

The sound of air wrench's and air compressors from the garage pulled her back to reality. Looking around, Tinsley looked for Jax but didn't see him anywhere.
Maybe I should just give him some time and see how things play out Tinsley thought to herself. But as she stood in the middle of the parking lot, none other than Ima pulled in driving her sporty white Lexus. Tinsley watched as she parked the car and and sauntered over to the club house.

Before Tinsley knew what was happening, her legs were carrying her in the direction Ima had gone. She caught up with her just as Ima walked into the club house. Tinsley noticed as soon as the club house doors opened, that it was empty. If she was going to beat the shit out of her uninterrupted, now was her chance.

Grabbing Ima by her hair, she slammed her face into the brick wall of the club house causing her to scream out in pain. Blood flew in every direction, ruining the clothes she was wearing but Tinsley didn't care.

Spinning Ima, she brought her to facing her before she started to pummel her face with blow after blow. All the anger she felt for everything that had happened in the last 24 hours left her body each punch. The hurt she felt for the damage the letters could do, the hurt she felt every time she fought with Jax, and the hurt and anger she felt for Jax all spilled from her body with each blow to Ima's face. Her arms aches and fists ached from each blow but it felt good to let it all out. 

Backing Ima more into the club house, Tinsley threw Ima to the group and straddled her waist. She continued to land blows to Ima's face before moving down to her ribs. Tears streamed down her face as she screamed at Ima.

Next thing Tinsley knew, she was being pulled off of Ima.

"Jesus fucking Christ, Tins. You're going to kill her." Said Jax as he dragged her to her feet and tossed her to the side.

"Don't fucking touch me!" Tinsley screamed at Jax, anger and hurt lacing her voice.

"You don't get to keep me from killing her. Or would you rather I beat the fuck out of you for fucking that goddamn STD infested cum queen." Said Tinsley as she lunged for Jax.

Grabbing her by the wrists to keep her from hitting him, Jax pushed her towards the sofa sitting along the wall forcing her to sit.

"You need to calm down." Said Jax.

"Calm down? Are you fucking kidding me right now? You slept with this slut because we had a goddamn argument and you're telling me to calm down?" Screamed Tinsley. By now, there were people in the club house, taking in the scene. Gemma and Tig stood over by Ima, trying to doctor her up.

"That bitch deserves every last punch I just landed! You did this Jax. YOU DID THIS!" Screamed Tinsley once more, the tears rolling down her face once more.

"You think I don't feel like shit for fucking up? You think I don't know I have lost you?" Said Jax.

"You're goddamn right. You have lost me. You've lost the fucking kids too. How do I explain to Abel, Jagger, Lizzie, Gracie, and Thomas when daddy doesn't come home anymore? How do I explain to them that their daddy got pissed at fucked that slut because he was mad at mommy?" Said Tinsley.

"Can we talk about this somewhere else?" Asked Jax.

"Why? You scared I'm going to say something I shouldn't? Are you scared I'm going to cause you trouble with your precious fucking club?" Said Tinsley as she got right in Jax's face. She knew she was pressing her luck but she didn't care. It felt good to lash out at Jax, cathartic actually.

"I'd rather have this discussion in private and not in front of the whole goddamn club." Said Jax calmly.

"No Jax. I'm doing this right here right now. If the fucking club doesn't want to see you get your ass reamed, then I suggest they get the fuck out of here!" Said Tinsley as she looked around at the guys standing around the club house.

"Tinsley, you and Jax need to sort this shit out in private." Said Gemma.

"Are you going to start in on me now too? Well guess what Queen Gemma, I'm fucking done pretending that I don't know what kind of monster you are!" Tinsley yelled at Gemma.

"Tinsley..." started Jax.

"Did you think you could keep the secret of how JT died buried forever? Did you think no one would find out? Did you seriously think that no one would find out that you and Clay were fucking the whole time JT was fucking Maureen?" Said Tinsley as she launched herself in Gemma's direction.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Asked Gemma.

"Oh don't play fucking dumb now! You and Clay had JT killed when you found out he was fucking Maureen and that they had a daughter together. It didn't matter that you and Clay were already fucking behind JT's back." Said Tinsley, getting right in Gemma's face. She knew she was pushing her luck with Gemma because she knew what was Gemma was capable of but in this moment, she didn't give a flying fuck. The club deserved to know the truth.

"You don't know what you're talking about. JT was killed when he hit a goddamn semi and dragged 178 yards." seethed Gemma.

"Oh, But I do. JT knew that his days were numbered and that when his day came, you and Clay would be behind it. Did you pay off that truck driver to have him cause that wreck? Did you have someone tamper with his bike so that he would crash? What the fuck did you do Queen Gemma?"

"Tinsley Marie!" Yelled Jax, before Gemma could respond.

"Don't yell at me like I'm some fucking child Jackson Nathaniel! I'm a grown ass fucking woman who's had enough of the bullshit! Don't you think your brothers deserve to know just what kind of fucked up club they belong to? Don't you think they deserve to know that if they cross the fucking king and queen that they will meet their goddamn maker?" Screamed Tinsley right back at him."

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