This imagine is based on the music video 'Judas' by Lady Gaga featuring Norman as Judas
Y/N's POV
"What are we doing here?" I groaned as Jax parked his bike alongside of mine in front of the huge biker bar. "You know why, don't ask stupid questions." He bit back, obviously not liking my attitude but I didn't give a shit. I'd rather be anywhere but here, especially with him. I rolled my eyes as I swung my leg over my bike and placed my helmet on the handle before ruffling my hair so it would look decent. "Just do what you're supposed to do; keep your mouth shut, stay by my side and look sexy. You don't have a problem doing that." I then felt a hard smack against my right ass cheek and it nearly took every nerve in me not to smack the shit eating grin off his smug face. You would think I would enjoy it, him being my boyfriend and all but nearly every second I was with him, I wanted to strangle him. He was such a selfish, egotistical, and arrogant bastard and I hated him. This wasn't just a relationship that I could just leave him and walk away. This was definitely an abusive one. Of course, I've fought back. I've gotten a good couple fits to his face and have broken his nose a couple times whereas he would leave me with bruises to the arm and face as well but I couldn't find the willpower to leave him. This gang wasn't a good one and if I were just to up and go, I'd be dead within 24 hours. Some bullshit about 'honor' and 'loyalty' and how much of a 'privilege' it was to even be accepted into this gang. 'Privilege' my ass. This gang wouldn't even have happened if I weren't for my father being the one who started it in the first place, but what was he going to say now? He died a couple years ago. Jax was his righthand man and I was of course the 'princess' in his eyes. My father made it clear he wanted Jax to take his place when he died and me to stand by his side. The thing with Jax was, he was completely reckless. On countless times, he would get into fights with other members of biker gang members and nearly get all of us killed but we outnumbered them all. Tonight, I had a huge feeling it was one of those nights. A huge 'meeting' was being held by a motorcycle gang with just as much power but just a little more than us, led by a man called 'Jesus'. I of course adored he and his wife, Lady Magdalene but I've never really met Judas. From many stories, he was an asshole. Someone you didn't want to cross in the wrong way. I wonder if he would be showing up tonight.. Just as the thought went through my mind, a series of loud roars met my ears. My eyes found the source of multiple motorcycles parking a couple feet away from where we stood and I quickly recognized Jesus along with Lady Magdalene, right by his side.
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I looked through the crowd of men who trailed behind when a set of eyes met mine and stared straight at me. Brown choppy hair that almost met his shoulder, black biker attire of course but what kept me from looking away was the beautiful crystal blue hue in his eyes. This was Judas. I was in awe. I managed to zone out instantly as Jax rambled on but I couldn't care less as to what he was saying at all as I followed the man with my eyes until they stepped inside. "Are you listening?" Jax asked in a gruff tone, gripping my arm harshly, making me scowl. "Yes." I growled, snatching my arm away, lying through my teeth. "I know you're lying and if we weren't here, I'd kick your teeth in but I'm feeling a bit generous tonight." "Well, aren't you charming?" I fairly smiled to meet his smirk which fell quickly at my sarcasm. "Don't give me that." He spat, gripping my jaw hard in his gloved hand, making me look at him. "I ain't looking to bruise your pretty face tonight, so keep your fucking mouth shut." I yanked my face away from him yet again, "Keep your fucking mitts off of me." I growled at him before stomping past him, the rest of our gang followed me closely inside where we were immediately be met by a huge brawl. "Now this is what I call a fucking party!" Jax hollered behind me and jumped in front of me, pushing his way through the crowd.
