It's the Eyes
I need to go home.
Hell, there are no fire pits to consume the deviated soul that awaits it. No little red man. Satan is not a little red man with a pitch fork and a tail, we like to forget Satan was once gods favourite, he was an angel. Who got kicked out of heaven for loving god too much. Now sits there punishing the couples who love to much, thats why I stay about from love, I stay away from people who that could ever possibly fall in love with. Thats why its time to move on. Thats why I have to move away from Opie. I will hurt him. NO doubt about it because sadly I got mother genes of that. I hurt people who are close to me.
Walking into the kitchen My Mom, clay and Jax stood there talking.
"Hey little sis"
"Wheres Op? I need to talk to him" I asked everyone.
"Club house" Jax answered I raced out the house grabbing my cut as I went. "Clary Everything alright?" He shouted after me. I jumped on my bike and raced off. I could hear Jax following me. I got to the club literally parking my in the entrance nearly hitting Chibs. I jumped and zoomed in.
"Me you room now" I pointed to the Opie and then to the double doors. He followed.
"Listen to me now. Hear me loud and clear. I fuck everything up, I push you and everyone else away, Thats just my thing. Always have been always will be. I hurt people Op.... I don't think about the consequences. I just do! So I'm begging you now, for your own good for the good of your kids. Don't come any further into my life and just turn around walk the fuck out. Because I don't nor do I have room for anyone else in my life but me and music. You heard me? Great? Have fun with porn pussy" I left the room dramatically by using all my force to push the doors open slamming against the wall. I shot Jax a don't fucking speaking to me look, I just empty my life look. I walked out climbed on my bike and rode off. I drove to one of the lots we own. Sat there and cried. Smoked. And cried so more. I rang Alex.
"Hey sweetie" I said in between tears.
"Hey Clary, Whats up" He could tell something was up.
Smiling that he knew me so well "can you come get me tomorrow please? I know it's short notice I just need to come home. I need to get away. I need my family. I need you"
"Yeah baby. I'll come for 12?"
"thanks" I hung up the phone. I heard a bike I looked over it was Jax,
"You gonna explain what that was? Why did you end it with Op? thought you two were great?" He sounded so concerned for me. I just looked up at burst out crying again. He came and sat down next to me. He put his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder. 20 minutes passed. "Tell me why"
I moved back to look at him "remember when we were little and dad died (when I was younger I lived with my mom it wasn't intill after John. Jax's dad. Died was it she told me who my real dad was)?"
"yeah" looking weird at me because I brought up dad .
"Mom said to us. That when Satan got cast down to hell he was so angry that he had been punished for loving God. That he was going punish every happy couple that got too happy. We grew up knowing that Mom and Dad were a happy couple. I don't want to end up like Mom. So I distance myself. I've done it since I was a teen. Jax I'm not ending up like her. So I'm going back to Baltimore. Just for a while. Need to clear my head."
He processed everything I just said and nodded knowing it was the right thing for me. WE just sat there for a moment, knowing in the morning if I run off in Baltimore I have no idea where I am going and no one else would know where I was going. This is scary. Because now I’m living my family again because I stopped myself from hurting someone to deep. Those kids need their dad in one piece is bad enough he is in the club but they don’t need him putting all his energies on me not on them. I don’t need that. I don’t need kids my lifestyle doesn’t change for children. Nothing stops me I just do. Not really thinking.
"Come on theres a party at the clubhouse" He got up and handed his hand out for me I took it and got up. Wiped the dirt off my jeans. We rode off to the clubhouse. Party in full swing by the time we got there. The club protected me to no end so no one mentioned what had just happened.
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