It's the Eyes
Shoot First Ask Questions Later.
"Hey shithead" Jax called from the hall he was walking towards the bedroom where I was. He walked in to see my Mom and I on the bed having a little heart to heart me crying as per. "You alright?" He sounded concerned I nodded. "well we're going to have a meeting if you wanna come"
I nodded again "Let me put on some pants and I'll meet you in the car" He nodded back at me and walked out, My Mom left just before she gave me a kiss and told me to be safe. I put some skinny jeans on and When I took my top off I looked in the mirror to admire my tattoos. I only have a couple of my legs but two sleeves and under boob tattoo. I slipped on a baseball tee and my cut. My gun was put in between my jeans and my back. I walked out to see Jax's waiting in the car. We drove to the club house. We knew there would be some trouble from me sitting in but hey ho. I sat down at the top of the table with Jax and Clay. Feet up on the table, licking a lollypop. Just tease everyone in the room.
"hey what is she doing here? not a member" A member shouted from the back, a prospect I guess.
"She is actually a member and not an old lady " Opie defended me. I got up and turned around to show them my cut. I sat back down and gave them the middle finger.
The meeting went on, I missed Juice he was my buddy in the club. I love Opie but Juice and I would just mess about in meetings and in the clubhouse. I nudged Jax's. He shook his head at me. I did it again.
"Cut it out Clary"
"Jaxs" I said with some urgency
"Stop it I'm trying to listen"
"This is why little girls shouldn't be aloud in meetings" Some prospect said from the back again.
I got up fast an slammed my hands down on the table "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING A LITTLE GIRL? MORE TO THE POINT WHY?"
Jax got up as well "Wanna say that again motherfucker?"
"slut"
"You're hating on me because I have better game than you?"
Chucky burst through the door "Yous need to come now" Jax Opie Clay and I ran through the door. "The mexicans just came and took her"
"Chuck who did they take?" I asked him
"Layla"
I looked at Opie. For fuck sake I have to go rescue my boyfriends side piece. Everyone raced outside and got on their bikes. We drove out to the Mexicans site, we knew exactly where they would hold her. She is porn star they are gonna expliote her. I wish they would. Kill her even. We burst in all guys blazing. I was shooting killed or seriously injured two mexicans. It was weird to kill them with a gun. Two came up behind I just flicked my eyes and they freaked then I fired. My eyes went blue. In the blaze of shooting. I may or may not of shot Layla.
Hmm... this story was a bit more confusing. Perhaps it wouldn't have been as much if I watched SOA? Perhaps that's why I got a little lost with it...
But then you had Crowley and hell and demons (like Crowley from Supernatural?)... so were you combining aspects from different shows?
I think the main issue was, there was a lot going on without much backstory to it all. It kind of just went from one event to the next without any explanation. No backstory is okay initially, but not when looking at so many aspects that aren't being explained. There needs to be an explanation somewhere or other.
But, this all being said... I'll be subscribed in case you decide to rewrite, or maybe finish this to help make sense of all of it? This story has a sharp contrast in writing, though, compared to your others that I've read so far, which kind of confuses me... but maybe you just wrote this one at another time? I'm not sure.
I admire you for trying to combine all of these different aspects into one story, though. Again, I'll be around if you ever choose to continue it or rewrite. :)
2/6/18