The nightmares return

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It is not the bruises on the body that hurt. It is the wounds on the heart and the scars on the mind
           ................AISHA MIRZA....................
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"Jocalie". Wait there's only one person in the world that calls me Jocalie and that was someone I was not expecting to be the..........

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I was sitting on the picnic table basically being interrogated by the club about my sex life when my biggest fear showed up.. my mother, I stared at her for a bit, some of the guys must've seen the fear in my eyes because they stepped in front of me in a protective way.

As my father went to speak I started saying "no no no no no no no no no no" faster than the last. My breathing got faster and I felt like could hardly breath. I then jumped off of the table and ran inside the clubhouse, ignoring everyone calling my name. I got to the hallway, my breathing worse then before, but I kept going as half-sack called my name. Once I made it to my dad's dorm, I opened the door and locked it shortly after I entered. I started pacing, crying and hyperventilating, going from once side of the room to the other until I stopped in the middle of the room and bent down to try calm myself down. My breathing was still heavy and it was still hard to breathe my hands were on my knee's after a few deep breaths, my breathing had started to go back to normal but the tears not so much, I layed on my dad's bed as a new batch of tears came at least ten minute's later I feel asleep.

Jax's Pov:

I was in the middle of interrogating my daughter about her sex life, yeah I know it's wrong and all but I was pissed that she lied to me about it after basically yelling at her, she didn't answer but someone else spoke up and it was the mother of my daughter or egg donor in a way. I was about to say something to Cameron (aka the mother of my child) but then Noah spoke up speaking really fast saying no I went to turn my attention back to my daughter but she was gone through the clubhouse, before I could. I looked at the guys they just shook their heads. Then I looked at Cameron.

"What the fuck are you doing here Cameron".

"I want to see my daughter". Cameron stated so confidently and Happy.

"No! you have no right to see her!! you left her 12 years ago".

"Jackson you can't tell me what I can or can't do, she is my daughter! and I'm allowed to see her whether you say yes or not."

"You left her 12 fucking years ago!! Now your back and she has disappeared get the fuck out off here!, now Cameron the answer is no and will always be no" by that time I was yelling at her but she didn't listen, and I didn't have the patience to argue with the bitch. I needed to be with my daughter! So I turn around to the guys and asked them to get rid off her and they nodded their heads and I headed towards the clubhouse I walked in and asked Half-sack where Noah was.

"Hey Half-sack where's Noah"?.

"Uh umm sh-she went into your room".

"Thanks".

"Yeah no problem"

I walked away from the bar area down the hall towards my dorm, I went to open the door but it was locked so I took out the key and unlocked the door and walked in . The sight before me broke my heart there was my daughter asleep with fresh tear marks going down her cheeks I quitely close the door and lock it then I take my cutte my rings guns knife and my shoes off and go to lay in the bed with Noah I tried to not wake her up but that didn't work as I got on the bed Noah shot up with fear in her eyes now I realised why the guys moved in front of her they must've seen the fear in her eyes. Noah started to cry again so I put an arm around her and pulled her to lean on my chest after five minutes of Noah crying she lifted her head and looked at me which I looked at her with a look of confusion , question and sadness for her.

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