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❪WARNING — MENTION OF ATTEMPTED SEXUAL ASSAULT ❫
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✎𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 ───── 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇, 𝐖𝐇𝐎'𝐒 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑?

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SHAY HAD JUST GOTTEN LEELA TO SLEEP WHEN A SHARP KNOCK CAME FROM THE FRONT DOOR. The raven haired woman quickly walked out of her daughter's room, silently praying that she got to the door in time before whoever was knocking woke Leela up. Whoever stood on the other side of the door would definitely be getting a piece of Shay's mind.

"What the fuck, Jax?!" Shay hissed as she practically ripped the door open. "I just got Leela to sleep and you come here being loud as fuck." Shay crossed her arms across her chest as vibrant blue eyes took in Jax's appearance.

If it seemed like Shay was angry over more than just Jax knocking on her door and the prospect of him waking Leela up because of it, well, you'd be correct. At least a week had passed since Shay had since the teller man which meant a week since Leela had seen her father. Shay understood club business came first and Jax needed to handle club shit before anything else, but the miller woman had a feeling not everything that Jax was doing was club related.

"Is Ben here?" Jax quickly questioned, noticing Shay eying him.

He knew he looked like shit and he knew there was blood stains on his white t-shirt. Jax didn't bother to shower or change before coming to see Shay. His mind was racing in so many directions and he needed her help.

"No." The Miller woman shook her head, eying the blood on his shirt before moving aside to let Jax inside.

Since the night of The Taste of Charming fundraiser, Ben had decided it was for the best if he started staying at his own place for right now. He was still upset about the situation at St. Thomas with Tristian Oswald and how easily Shay allowed herself to say yes to anything the club wanted or needed her to do.

"What the fuck is going on?" Shay asked, her tone of voice demanding an answer from Jax and fast.

Jax ran a hand over his blonde hair and heaved a sigh, "I killed an ATF agent."

An eerie silence filled the living room as Shay tried to sallow Jax's words. She was certain he had to be joking, he had to be playing some sort of sick fucking joke on her because why in the fucking world would Jax Teller (of all people) kill an ATF agent, and since when had there been an ATF agent in Charming?

It wasn't unusual for ATF to pay a visit to SAMCRO from time to time, but whenever they did come into town Shay knew about it. They liked to make their presence well known to anyone who was considered close or was involved with the club. So, not knowing that this (now dead) agent had been in town made no sense to Shay.

"If this your idea of a fucking joke, Jax." Shay paused as she scratched at her forehead. She could subconsciously feel her leg beginning to move up and down — her tell that she was becoming a bundle of nerves. "Jesus Christ." She muttered while running a hand through her dark hair.

"What the fuck happened?"

The Miller woman knew the answer she was about to get was going to be anything but simple.

Jax exhaled deeply, running a hand over his face. The Teller man knew what he was about to tell Shay would only make her hate towards Tara even more amplified but he couldn't kept secret to himself.

"He had been in Charming for a few weeks." Jax began, "He was watching everyone from a distance, but wasn't that far away from us. He showed up at the hospital a few times and was at the fundraiser." Jax said. His blue eyes watching as a look of recognition crossed Shay's face.

"He followed Tara here. She had a restraining order against him. He tried to rape her and she shot him before calling me. I got there and finished what she started. I killed him." Jax's hand was balled tightly into a fist as he finished talking, his knuckled turning a ghostly white as he thought about what he had done tonight.

Once again Shay found herself trying to sallow Jax's words. It didn't surprise her that Tara had been involved with this. She had warned Tara to make sure whatever secrets she had didn't touch her family, yet here they were touching Jax. Of course, the man got what was coming to him because while Shay's dislike for Tara only seemed to amplify right now, it didn't mean she wanted any harm to come to the  woman.

Honestly, Shay Miller just wanted Tara Knowles to leave Charming once again and never come back. Jax's life would be much easier if she had stayed gone.

"You killed an ATF agent because of Tara?" Shay scoffed. "Are you fucking kidding me? She comes back to town and already has you acting like her knight and shining armor." The raven haired woman seethed.

"Shay,"

"No!" Shay whispered-yelled. "Do you know what you just did? I mean, do you really fucking know, Jax? I mean, Jesus fucking Christ! Why did you have to clean up her mess! She has some crazy stalker and she run back to Charming, knowing you'll save her. How fucking blind are you?"

She couldn't help it, couldn't help all the anger that was spilling from her mouth. Jax had always been blind when it came to Tara, but this was a new kind of blindness. A new kind of stupidity for him.

"What should I have done, Shay? Just let him hurt her? I couldn't fucking do that!" His voice growing louder as he ran a hand through his hair.

"You fucked her." Shay stated. She should of noticed it when he first showed up, but she had been too distracted by the blood on his shirt.

Jax's silence was enough of an answer for Shay. A scoff left her mouth as she shook her head. "Goodnight, Jax."

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A/N:
Sorry this took me to long to update! I had the worst writers block! Thank you all for the votes, comments, and views! I hate how awkward this ends.