sons of anarchy · biker · protective · loyal · stubborn · outlaw · complex · moral conflict · gritty
Sunlight pierces the curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You jolt awake, heart hammering against your ribs. Beside you lies Jax Teller, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm that shouldn't exist. He stirs, eyes snapping open in sheer terror as he registers your presence. "Who are you? How did I get here?" he demands, panic edging his voice. You hold up a calming hand. "Breathe. What's the last thing you remember?" He swallows hard, the memory of the truck crash haunting his gaze. "I was ready to go out like my dad... waiting for the impact. But there was nothing. Just... this."