If you do this, it'll help you some sunny day.
I continue packing the boxes full of our belongings, labelling them and taping them shut once they're full. I look at the empty nursery and sigh, noticing all our belongings have been packed away already. I let out a sigh and walk to the living room where boxes are stacked, ready for our move tomorrow. Our home is getting emptier and emptier by the moment, and I feel my heart breaking, wishing that it didn't have to be this way.
I pick up a box and move it over to the rest of them, setting it on top of one and then running a hand through my hair. I hear the door open and I turn around, seeing my dad standing there with a sad smile. "All set kiddo?" He asks me, walking over to me and pressing a kiss on my forehead.
I nod, "Readier than I'll ever be." I admit, not wanting to leave him again. "I wish we didn't have to move." I tell him softly and he nods, knowing how tough this is for me.
"I know, baby, but you have to. It's what's best for you, the boys and Jax. You guys need to get as far away from Charming as you can. This place is too toxic for you, and you deserve much more than what this town can offer." He reassures me, and I nod, taking it in.
"Thanks, dad." I tell him, pulling him into a hug. "You're coming to the BBQ right?" I ask him and he nods, giving me a goofy grin.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world. Are you excited? I'm making my famous burgers."
I chuckle, walking over to the kitchen to grab a drink of water. "Of course, I'm excited. I haven't had those burgers in ages. What should I bring?"
Dad shakes his head, "Nothing, we're celebrating you. Just bring yourself." He tells me before his phone starts ringing. "I've got to hit the road, I'll see you later. I love you." he tells me, giving me a kiss once more.
"I love you too, Dad, I'll see you later."
"You can't be serious about this, Jax." I hear my mom shout at me. I shake my head, getting fed up with her constant argument over us leaving. "You can't just take my grandkids away from me!"
"Mom, enough!" I scream at the woman, "We're moving an hour and a half away. You miss them? Come out and see them! I'm done catering my life to you! Why don't you want what's best for my family?"
"This is what's best for your family, Jackson, the club, Charming!" she rebuttals.
I shake my head, "You mean the place where Al's been kidnapped? Beaten? Harassed? This is what's best for her and my family? Are you daft?"
Gemma rushes over to me and pushes me, "Don't you dare talk to me that way, I'm your mother." She hisses, "I've done so much for this family, and I won't have you and Tig's tart ruin everything I'm worked for. You don't know what I've done for you, Jax." I chuckle, shaking my head.
"Oh, I know everything¸ Mom. Don't act like I'm blind to your lies, the secrets. I know what you're capable of." I narrow my gaze at her, "Don't keep threatening me and acting like you're some hard-done-by Saint. I know everything I have to."
She glares at me, "You're going to regret this move." And with that, she slams the door of the clubhouse, leaving me alone to say my goodbyes to the place I've called home my whole life.
Hours fly by and I show up to my mom's place, getting ready to eat as much food as possible. I notice Tig and Chibs standing at the BBQ, talking about whatever. I walk over and pat their backs, receiving a hug from each of them. Chibs smiles at me, "I'm proud of you, brother. You're doing the right thing."