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A Second Chance ( Jax Teller)

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charming jax jaxteller samcro soa sonsofanarchy teller

My heart races, beating so loud I'm sure the guy I'm hiding from could hear it from across the house. Blood covered my body. Face cut up and beaten. I could taste blood in my mouth, tears falling down my face stings, as I try to be as quiet as I can be. My hand putting pressure on my abdomen where a knife sliced through. And even with all the pressure I could manage with one hand while the other held my gun, I was losing blood, and fast. Crawling around to my purse from across the room, I quickly dial 911. 

"Goodbye, Aliya. May god have mercy on your soul." The man who's face was covered with a black ski mask, told me bluntly. Holding a gun to my chest, and once he squeezed the trigger. I screamed when the piercing pain shot through my lungs. As I struggle to breathe. This was my end. 
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.........This is how I died.All Rights Reserved

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