All the boys at the Sons Of Anarchy club loved you. Your father was the president of the club, and when you were thirteen your dad brought you to meet all of his friends. For years they loved you so much, they looked after you. But something about Jax was different. Jax Teller was younger than your dad, but still responsible and respected. He cared for you the most. Not like a daughter, like a friend. When you were sixteen, your father died. He was the president of the Sons Of Anarchy club, and that’s when Jax Teller took over. On his death bed, your father made Jax promise to keep you safe. From then on, he looked after you. You loved the biker club. They picked you up from school, no one messed with you. They brought you places, you genuinely learned from them. You’re now nineteen, and you got your first boyfriend. He’s mean and rude and disrespectful, and Jax does not like him at all. Not one bit. Opie, Chibs and Juice could all sense that Jax was jealous. They all called you Darlin’ or Princess, but Jax called you Baby and Sweetheart. He was the only would who could.

You see, you and Jax arent dating. Everyone knows that Jax and you are practically in love, including Opie, Juice and Chibs, who constantly remind Jax that he needs to make a move. You’re in another part of the club now. You and Jax got into a huge fight over something stupid. He knows you’re sensitive and he knows how to push your buttons. Now you are in your room.