Warning: abusive father

Description: Jax's childhood friend shows up at the clubhouse one day while trying to escape an abusive home life.

I stepped onto the TM lot and instantly relaxed. I walked up to the office and Gemma met me at the open door.

"What happened to you baby?" She asked.

"Is Jax here?" I asked.

"He's in the clubhouse," she said. "I'll take you to get cleaned up and find him."

I nodded and winced at the movements. I knew my face had numerous bruises and cuts and my whole body hurt like hell.

Gemma led me into the clubhouse and instantly Jax was on his feet.

"(Y/N)?" He asked. "The hell happened?"

"Just protect me Jax. He's gonna follow me."

"Who?" Jax asked. "Your father?"

"Yeah," I said softly. It was no secret in Charming that my mother and I were both being abused by my father. However, that didn't mean it ever ended. In fact it got worse.

"Boss," a young Puerto Rican guy said looking at the monitors.

"That's his car," I said.

"I'll handle this," Jax said. "Chibs help mom get her cleaned up. Use my dorm."

"Come on lass," Chibs said. I knew most of the guys so they didn't scare me anymore, but Chibs had always cared for me like his own.

Chibs worked quickly to clean up my face and asked about other damage.

"He kicked my sides a couple times," I said. "I think broke a rib."

"Where?" He asked. I pointed it out.

"Can I?" He asked, his hand pausing on the hem of my shirt. I just nodded and he lifted the edge of the shirt up to see the bruising.

"Christ lass," he said.

"Hurts Chibs," I said softly.

"I bet," he said. "How's ya breathing?"

"Hurts to breathe too deep," I said. "And shallow hurts too because it makes my heart beat faster."

He nodded.

"Take a deep breath," he said. I tried and started crying more.

"Baby," Gemma said. She held me as I cried.

Before long the door opened. It was Jax.

"How is she?" He asked looking at Chibs.

"Her face will heal alright. She needs a hospital for her ribs though," he said. "Take a look."

"(Y/N)," Jax said, squatting in front of me. "Let me see your ribs."

I moved slowly and lifted my shirt up.

"Shit," he said.

"Jax, you already handled it," I said.

"Chibs do you think they'll heal?"

"Probably and her lungs seem in tact," he said. I nodded a little.

"They're just broken. They'll heal up alright Jax," I said.

"This happen before?" He asked. I could feel the anger radiating off of him.

"Jax," I said softly.

"Tell me," he said. I nodded. He pushed himself to his feet and stormed out.

"Get some rest sweetheart," Chibs said. "We've got him."

"Why don't you lay down," Gemma said. "I'll be back in a minute with some tea."

I moved to the head of the bed and laid down on the pillows on my side that wasn't in excruciating pain.

A few minutes later Gemma returned with the tea she promised and some ice.

"For your ribs," she said as she handed it to me. "And Chibs said you've gotta relax, so do you want me to braid your hair or something?"

"That'd be great," I said, flinching as I put the ice on my ribs.

"Here," she said, handing me the tea.

"How have you been darlin?" She asked.

"Things were getting better for a while," I said. "But after college I didn't have anywhere to go and mom was sick so I moved back in. Dad took to beating me more. Same damn cycle. Mom died a year ago and it's just gotten worse."

"I'm sorry baby," she said softly as she brushed through my hair.

"It's not your fault Gemma," I said. "Thanks for all this."

"Of course sweetheart," she said. She hummed a little as I finished my tea and she braided my hair.

"Get some rest," Gemma said. I nodded and she took the ice pack and mug and I laid down on the bed.

When I woke up, Jax was sitting on the opposite side of the bed, tense as could be.

"What time is it?" I asked quietly as I sat up.

"Almost midnight," Jax said, turning towards me.

"What's got you so tense?" I asked.

"I've gotta tell you something," he said. I nodded and he just stared at me for a second.

"Take a picture asshole," I said jokingly. He smiled and relaxed a little.

"I've missed you," he said. "I always imagined seeing you again. I never thought you be so damn beat up."

"Me either," I said. He smiled at me.

"Was that it?" I asked. He shook his head.

"I don't really know how to put this into words, but I like you. I always have. I'm sure you probably went to college and got some big shot boyfriend-."

"Me with a big shot boyfriend?" I asked, laughing a little before it abruptly cut off. "Jax I've only had eyes for you since I moved here in the second grade. You know that."

"What does this make us then?"

"I don't know right now. I want to be exclusive," I said, looking down out of nervous habit.

"Then exclusive it is," he said. "But right now I am under strict orders from Gemma and Chibs that you need to rest."

I nodded a little. "That would be good."

"Would you like me to hold you?" He asked.

"That would be better than good," I said earning a chuckle from Jax as he slid out of his jeans and kutte.