"Jade?" Clay sighed, sitting in Jax's president chair.
"Yeah?" I asked, skeptical about why he asked me in here.
"I need you."
"With what?"
"I need a VP I trust."
"You want me to come back to the club Clay?"
"I need you as my right hand while the boys are in."
"But the studio..."
"Please Jade."
I sighed & he handed me my old cut with a VP tag on it.
"It's yours again if you want it."
I looked up at Clay & then back down at the cut.
I haven't worn this in years since I was Jax's VP.
"Let me think about it." I mumbled, taking the cut with me.
I drove home & walked inside, heading straight to our bedroom.
I unlocked the safe & pulled Chibs gun out.
His name was embroidered into it & I sighed.
I can't get back in the club.
I can't kill people again.
That's what Chibs did.
That was our deal, I stay a good person & he was the killer.
Now what?
I'm both?
I put the gun on the cut & sighed, sitting on the lounge.
What about the girls?
Oh god, my kids.
I sighed & a tear slipped down my face.
This was so hard without him.
I never realised how much I actually relied on him.
I rang Clay & sighed.
"I'll do it."
"Welcome back VP."
