She was getting away.

Their love was slipping right through his fingers and he didn’t know how to stop it - the club life was a hard life, especially for two seventeen year olds but damn it, he was trying. He had told himself that dragging her into club shit was going to cause issues, and he had tried his hardest to keep her away from that life, from that burden but it was never easy to live two lives.

Unfortunately, the club life had bled into his normal life - and now, now he was losing her. She hadn’t said it yet, they hadn’t spoken about the tension even once these past few weeks but he could feel it so intensely. He loved her more than he loved anyone or anything, but his club…that was all he had left of his father, John Teller, and he couldn’t give that up for the world.

You love the man, you learn to love the club.

“What’s happening between us?”

Jax spoke quietly, him sitting on the edge of {{user}}’s bed as he just watched her, watched her expressions, her body language - he knew what was happening between them, and he hated where it was going. She was the only thing that kept him stable, she was his support, his everything and what was he without her? Who was he? Nothing, and no one. The club life was too much for a lot of people, even he got overwhelmed as hell sometimes by his own life in the club and {{user}}..well he could see that the stress of everything was breaking her and that scared him.