Jax

“Fucking jail,” I muttered under my breath and hurled a shot glass across the bar, watching it shatter into pieces. The bar was crawling with people when we showed up, but the locals took the hint and pissed off. The bartender had also disappeared and we were just servicing ourselves; but that wasn’t my main concern. “FUCKING JAIL!” I roared.

“How high is bail?” Cole yelled at Troy who was on the phone trying to find out where the hell they had taken Amber.

I gritted my teeth and waited for Troy’s answer. Anger and guilt roared through my veins; it was my fault Amber had taken the fall.

Troy cursed when he closed the phone. “They won’t tell me.”

“What?” I snarled at him, “ they tell you where she is?”

“She’s locked up. They won’t tell me where though.”

“Let me guess, your record?” Adam spoke up with a deep roll of disgust in his voice. “Fucking pigs.”

I stormed across the room and shouldered the bar door, swinging it open. I lit up a cigarette, getting ready to storm every police station looking for her.

“Whatever you’re thinking, I suggest you stop,” Cole stood behind me, arms crossed. “We’ll fix it.”

“Fuck up Cole.”

It was taking all my self-control not to throw him out into oncoming traffic.

“Just reminding you of the other night, in case you’ve forgotten.” Cole shrugged his shoulders.

“Threatning me again?”

“Stay away from her.”

“We’re over.”

“And that’s the way it will stay.” Cole moved forward, his eyes deadly. “Got it?”

“Back down,” I ordered. I was taking his shit for Amber, but, if he crossed the line one more time, I would punch him back into his place.

“Amber deserves better than you and I just don’t want you forgetting that.” Cole’s voice was a low hiss and I would kill a bloke for talking to me like this.

“Cole?” Troy stepped outside.

“Just reminding Jax to stay the fuck away from Amber,” Cole spat, still having the guts to stare me down.

“You know what pisses me off?” Tyler said, now stepping out too. Clearly, everyone knew what was going on, and that pissed me off.

When no-one answered, Tyler just decided to tell us anyway.

“You’re not asking Amber what she wants. She would kill you if she knew you threatened Jax to break it off with her.”

Cole grunted and leaned against the brick wall, smoking.

“I’m serious, you should have seen her face last night.” Tyler looked carefully in my direction. “She was heartbroken.”

“Heartbroken?” Cole looked at his brother, “Grow a pair, would you.”

“She looked cut this morning,” Troy carried on.

It was cutting me up hearing this shit. I felt gutted hurting Amber like that. Her face when I told her; I grimaced just remembering her hurt face.

“We need to find her.” Adam had now stepped out too, swiping the cigarette from Cole. “The deal won’t work without her, and plus I’m telling her what you did Cole.”

Cole had Adam by the collar and against the wall within a second.

“You can punch me if you want, but Amber doesn’t deserve to be lied to.” Adam glared at Cole, not even bothering to fight. “It’s rubbish making Jax break it off with her.” Adam looked over Cole’s shoulder, looking me in the eye, adding, “Surprised you fucking let him.”

“I didn’t really have a choice,” I grunted. All the boys looked in my direction apart from Cole, wanting an explanation. “Cole has an old pic of El and me. He was going to show Amber.”

“Did you cheat on her?” Tyler crossed his arms, fuming.

“NO!” I spat, and glared into the back of Cole’s head. “Amber and I weren’t even together when he took that pic but like Amber wouldn’t believe me over him.”

“You’re still no good for her,” Troy said calmly to me. “We didn’t want her messed up with this crap.”

“She was always a part of it,” I challenged him. “You were just to blind to see it.”

“So, you want her for her connections?” Cole spat over his shoulder at me.

“Mind your own business.”

“Get off me!” Adam pushed Cole off him finally. “We have to find Am.”

“She’s safer in prison,” Cole huffed as Adam sent an elbow to his stomach. “Away from him.”

That was it.

I pulled my fist back and sent it flying into Cole’s face. He cursed continually as his hand went to cradle his jaw. His eyes were fierce when he looked up at me; I wanted him to come at me.

But he didn’t. Instead, he straightened up and glared at me.

“Remember who you’re fucking talking to,” I said as I walked to my bike and straddled it. “Let’s go bail your sister out.”

***

“What do you mean she’s gone?” I glared at the pig behind the counter, who was glaring right back at me.

“She was released hours ago.”

“How?” Troy was standing next to me, mirroring my pure hatred towards the officer in front of us.

“She made bail,” he said, examining Troy’s patch, his eyes hovering over the ‘President.’

“Who bailed her out?” Troy shot at him, and eyed the officer who had now joined the other pig behind the desk.

The officer glanced down at the paper work, but then with a glint of smugness, he looked back up at us. “We can’t release that information.”

I wasn’t taking this fucking crap. I leaned across, swiping the piece of paper from his fingers. A whole lot of yelling and threats came flying at me, but I had already tossed the piece of paper back before the pigs could move.

“Let’s leave.” I shot at Troy and we both walked to the door. The pigs didn’t even bother stopping us, because we all knew they just wanted us to leave. After all, we just cause them more paperwork.

“Where’s Amber?” the boys asked as soon as we walked out of the cop shop.

“Been bailed out,” Troy answered.

“By?” Tyler frowned.

“Your father.” I announced.

I straddled my bike. “Better give him a call, find out where they are.” 

All the boys cursed under their breath because they knew that they would be in shit for this. Their dad would have had to have flown in for this, although he would most likely do anything for his little girl.

“Dad’s gonna be pissed,” Tyler grimaced, and just like taking a bullet, he pulled out his phone and called the only other man the Shield boys were actually scared of - their dad.