Chapter 35

  Harley

   The past couple of days have been super long. Between work and telling my family about my past trauma I'm just beat.

   And then to top it off to find out what all Jax had to go through because of that twat waffle just pisses me straight the fuck off.

  I mean really, why would any woman in her right mind put someone through what she did to him? It's just messed up. But what she did to her unborn daughter is even worse.

    How could you choose some man over your child and try to kill that child, while you're pregnant with it, because it didn't belong to the guy you were currently with?

  Fuck no, If a guy couldn't accept my child then he couldn't accept me. It takes a douche canoe to not be able to overlook dna.

   I not only hope that Big Bertha gets ahold of her in jail but that she ends up with herpiegonnasyphelise. Hell, she probably already has shit that Ajax won't take off and penicillin won't cure.