The Remembrance Of Her ( Jax Teller)

"Come on Jackie boy, she's trouble. Forget about the lass." Chibs patted Jax on the back, trying to cheer the teen up after watching him sulk over the last month.

"No she ain't. Her dads a nightmare, beats on her and her mom. I'm glad she got out of that house. Bastard." Jax shook his head, leaning back in the chair and putting his smoke between his lips. If he thought hard enough, he could taste the vanilla chapstick she always wears.

"Aye, but you don't need the heartache kid." Chibs walked away, almost feeling sorry for Jax. The first time he allows a girl into his life after his last heartbreak, and even though it was a good thing- she left. She was the one who got away, everyone knew that. She fit in well within the club. She accepted the rules, the risks, but she loved Jax anyways.

Jax sat there with his eyes closed tightly, wondering if one day, she'd come back to him, or he'd run into her on the street and wonder where life had taken her. He wondered if he'd ever see those beautiful brown eyes again.