Home Is Where The Heart Is
Chapter One-
It's time to return
Six years, 3 months, 102 days, 18 hours, 53 seconds, and counting. That's how long ago I left. That's how long ago I left the only home I ever known. I grew up in a little town called Charming in California. So here I am driving my black 67 Chevy Impala back to my family. My name is Jessica Moretti and I'm 25 years old…
I'm the daughter of Philip Moretti one of the original 9 members of the Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club, Redwood Original. My father met most of the original nine members when they served in the war together. My father was killed when I turned fourteen, killed by a rival club when he was riding back from another charter. Growing up around SAMCRO I meet the majority of the original nine. The only ones left now are my godfather Clay Morrow and Piney.
Clay married my godmother Gemma after her husband John teller was killed in a motorcycle accident. John was another one of the original nine. His son Jackson also known as Jax, and me are really close. Jax was there when my father died and I was there for him when his died. My other best friend is opie he is the son of Piney. The three of us were what you could call SAMCROW royalty, I was the princess and they were princes. The only difference is they were able to join and become members and the only thing I looked to was becoming someone's old lady.
I grew up with the best sense of a family. I had a great father, god parents, uncles and brothers. The only thing missing in my prefect life was my mom. When I turned two my mom skipped out on my family. My dad was on a run and my mother dropped me off at Gemma's saying she had errands and would be back to pick me up. She never came back, Gemma always said she wasn't surprised, she didn't think my mom was made for this life, said she wasn't strong enough. SAMCRO women have to be as tuff as the men, a lot of the backlash of the club always came home with the men. Everyone's excuse was that she thought that this life wasn't the best, that my family was a bunch of criminals, that she loved me. To me that was a crappy ass excuse; if you loved me that much you would have taken your only child away from this life that you thought was so bad. I am not complaining though, she left me right where I belonged.
I left home when I turned eighteen for reasons only I know. My family thought it was because of a scholarship I got to go to NYU in New York City. The real reason I left would tear my family apart if they ever found out. I went to college and got a degree in medicine and became a doctor. When I was away I fell in love with a man named Joe Tatum, or so I thought I did. I meet Joe when I was 22, I had just finished my internship at the hospital and he was my first real patient. Everything was great we moved in with each other, but 12 months ago things changed. Joe started getting really angry all the time and that's when he lost it.
***Flashback***
I just got home from my over night shift at the hospital and I was exhausted. It had also been a rough shift there was a school bus accident that involved a lot of cars and the hospital got swamped with patients when I entered our apartment Joe was not home, I took a shower and crawled into our bed. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.
I woke up to someone shaking me roughly when I opened my eyes Joe was standing over me with an angry expression on his face.
"What the hell are you doing sleeping in the middle of the day" he said in angry tone.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and sat up "Did you forget that I worked the night shift?"
Joe shook his head and yelled "No you didn't, you've been out all night doing god knows what and I come home and you haven't cooked my dinner."
I climbed out of bed standing on the other side of where he is standing on "I have been working all night and I came home to sleep because I'm tired."
Joe walked around the other side of the bed and grabbed my arm. "Don't lie to me! Where have you been?"
I ripped my arm from his grasp and walked out of the bedroom with him hot on my tail. He grabbed my roughly when I got to the living room and spun me around.
"Don't' you ever walk away from me, do you hear me?" He yelled as he shook me roughly.
"Let go of me, you're hurting me you asshole!" I yelled trying to get away, that's when I felt a sharp pain on my face when, and I hit the floor….
***Flashback End***
That was the first time he hit me and it got worse and worse. After 12 months I couldn't take it anymore. I packed my stuff up when he was at work and decided it was time to go home. I haven't spoken to anyone at home in over a year. Joe stopped me from calling my family. He changed my number and watched who I called. I never told anyone back home that I meet someone partially because I knew how they would react. The first thing out of Gemma's mouth would be that only an SAMCROW man could handle my ass. Gemma made it no secret that I was gonna run whatever charter I was living at when I got older. How could I not have, I was raised by the Queen herself. The boys were never happy when I was with a guy, I can't even count the amount of times the boys have threatened any guy that I was dating or showed interest in. When I dated someone in high school and the boys found out (Jax and Opie told); Tig showed up and my school with Bobby and threatened him with guns and an ass whopping. They would have probably demanded that I bring him down so they could meet him. Looking back I probably should have told them, maybe that would have put the fear of god in him, and he would have thought twice before treating me that way he did.
I am really nervous. The only plan I have so far is to go back to my father's house clean it up and move in. I couldn't bear to sell it; it was one of the only things I had left of him. I figured I move in and avoid going into town for a couple of days. I can't face my family right now, I need to put the past in the past. I need to be strong, I need to be the women I was raised to be, I need to be the women that my mother wasn't, I need to be an SAMCRO women.
I just past the 'Welcome to Charming' sign. Dam this decision feels so right…
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