Harlow

Jett's POV

Today was Harlow's birthday and we were in the same town as her to check on one of our new shops which we opened here a few weeks back. First we dropped a package off to our Aunts place for Harlow from all of us. Inside were her presents and an invite to have dinner with Jax and I. We missed our sister a lot but we just never really found the time to bring her back home. Well we did but she never responded to any of us after the first two years and we didn't want to push it thinking that within time she would come back but that never happened.

After dad sent Harlow to live with Aunt Anita he thought he could get rid of our so called mother quickly but he couldn't. She wouldn't go away and caused a lot of shit with the club and other clubs in the area. It took three years to sort the stuff out and my mother overdosing before it was safe to bring our sister home. We sent plenty of texts, letters and parcels as well as trying to call her but none were answered by our sister.

Dad spoke to Anita about it but she just said she doesn't want to come back. We were upset about it but what could we do? Not like we could force her to return, I just hoped she would see us today cause I missed my sister. I regret not seeing her grow up and being there for her. I was 18 when she was sent away. Dad missed her the most and even invited her home for school holidays but we had radio silence from both Anita and Harlow.

Jax and I immersed ourselves in our work and own multiple tattoo shops across australia and we are still growing. We are 24 now and hope by thirty we can expand into other countries. We started by taking over the club shop and it got bigger from there. Dad helped us grow and by the time we were 20 we had 4 shops opened with 20 artists employed by us. The old shop still did all the work for the club with Jax and I doing the club tats ourselves. Hendrix didn't trust anyone else with the club mark so it fell to us. We also are the only ones who get to tattoo our brothers with the family oath. Each one of us boys has the same oath tattooed on us and each one has a tattoo for Harlow even Leo has a tattoo for Harlow. He got it done when he was 17 he never wanted the family oath.

As we head inside our new shop we hear some kid screaming "Harl's flash us your tits again or let's get going" I look at the kid then to where I see a young chick sitting in the chair. "Fuck off Cal, Brett is just wrapping it up and we can go" she calls back "the fuck" I head Jax say before the girl looks towards us. I take a sharp intake of breath, thats my sister, thats Harlow and she is getting a tattoo wrapped up. Brett is talking to her about tattoo care and all I can think is my baby sister is here with us in our shop. I should of been tattooing her not Brett. As she is leaving she thanks Brett and said she would be back again for more and tries to leave.

I grabbed her arm as she tries to walk away while Jax is yelling at Brett for tattooing a 16 year old. I am looking at my baby sister and fucken hell she is grown. She is drop dead gorgeous but I am bias. I will beat any guy that comes near her, she is still my baby sister after all. She isn't a kid anymore thats for sure and I can't help but feel sad I missed out on her growing up.

Brett and Jax are still talking about the fact he tattooed Harlow. Jax turns to look at Harlow before she speaks "sorry who are you both?", I drop her arm, how can she not remember us? She spent the first 10 years of her life with us. Me and the rest of her brothers raised her because of our incompetent mother.

"What? You don't remember us? Come on Harlow" I say to her. I'm worried, maybe she had an accident or something and she doesn't know who we are. "You know each other?" Brett asks and Jax and I spin round to answer him. As we go to answer we hear the door close and spin around to see Harlow legging it. "Shit" I say before taking off after her. I chase after her screaming her name "Harlow, wait please" but she doesn't stop and jumps onto a car before it takes off. "Fuck" I scream out as Jax snaps a photo of the car.

"I'm calling Leo and getting him to check the plates on the car" Jax says. "I'll call Dad and Hendrix" I reply before pulling my phone out and dialing Hendrix. He answers on the first ring "Jett, this better be important, kinda busy here" breaths out. "Harlow" is all I say before I hear him move "what about Harlow? Is she ok? Did you see her? Is she coming home" he says quickly "baby come back and finish off" I hear some chick say. Oh shit I interrupted his root, he is going to be in a bad mood for a bit. "Don't call me baby, get your shit and get out Danny" I hear Hendrix say "it's Haley you arsehole" I hear the chick say before a slam of the door.

I clear my throat so my brother knows I'm still on the phone. "Right Jett, Harlow is there something wrong?" Hendrix asked. "Well I think you might want to get dad and anyone else who is around to hear this. Jax is on the phone to Leo so leave him he is running plates for us" I replied. "I'll call you in 5" Hendrix said before hanging up. Jax and I head back to the shop to wait for Hendrix to call. We also need to talk to Brett about what the hell he tattooed on our baby sister.

Once we got back to the shop Brett was sitting at the counter drawing "Brett what did you tattoo on Harlow?" I asked him. "The word free and a butterfly. How do you know Harlow?" Brett asks. "Why is that your concern?" Jax asked. Brett is young 19 but he is a good artist. His dad runs this place for us. "She is cute" Brett replies and goes to say more "she is our sister" I cut him off and he gulps.