I'm not sure where this story is going, but I've had this idea for a while and finally got a plot that worked. I hope you all like it and review! Reviews keep me writing!

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Chapter 1

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Three years ago, before Juan Carlos Ortiz knew about the outlaw life or anything to do with Samcro he was a regular kid from Queens. He had the normal problems anyone else had. Alcoholic asshole of a step dad, a kid sister who adored him, and a best friend he secretly was in love with. Oh yeah, and he worked for the local mob family to help his ma pay the bills every month.

Before he went by Juice, he was just Juan, or as his mother called him more often than never, Juan Carlos. When he wasn't working his ass off at the ice cream shop down the street, he was home working on his computer. It was nothing special, mostly stuff he found at pawn shops or in the trash, but it was his piece of crap that he modifyed himself.

Currently he was in his room, pretending not to hear the yelling coming from downstairs. He could tell his step dad wasn't plastered yet, but that didn't make him any less of an asshole. This was his normal. So normal he learned to tune it out now. As long as he didn't hear any crashes or his little sister Mabel crying, things were okay.

His head nodded along to the music coming from his walkman, his eyes focused on the gadget he was currently working on. He almost didn't hear the knock at his window. It probably would have gone unnoticed if he hadn't glanced up in time to see a face looking in through his window.

His body jumped, startled, by the face. The rain made it hard to make out the features, but he knew only one person would be at his window this late at night during a rain storm. Glancing back at his door, he checked to make sure the lock was in place before rising to his feet and heading over to the window.

Turning the lock, he grunted as he pushed the old window up. Immediately, he was greeted by a chill and rain. "Lux, what the fuck?" He whispered, holding his hand out to the girl on the other side of the window.

A hand reached in, taking his outstretched one. Soon enough a head poked through the open window and a body followed. She was small enough to make the climb through with no struggle. "Randy's over tonight." She said, knowing that was all the explanation she needed to give him.

Juan took a step back as she climbed in fully and gave her a good look over. Lux barely came up to his chest. Her wine called hair was soaked from the rain, falling in wet strands around her face. Juan tried not to notice how good her rack looked in her wet t-shirt or how she nice her ass looked in her shorts. If she noticed how his eyes lingered on certain parts of her, she didn't say anything.

"He do anything?" He said, his eyes searching for any bruises.

Randy was her mom's current special friend. Unfortunately his eyes strayed and he wasn't big on keeping his hands to himself. It wasn't the first night Lux had come over because of the creep. He was just happy to be her safe place.

Relief filled him when she shook her head. "No, I'm fine, Juan. Really. Don't look so worried."

A sad attempt at a smile flashed on his face, knowing he worried too much. He couldn't help it. It's always been the two of them against the world. Their moms had been friends for years, which led to them growing up together.

As far as their parents knew, their sleep overs had ended when they were in elementary school. They really had for a few years but then high school came around and Lux grew boobs. Her mom's boyfriends started noticing her and she needed a safe place to hide. She always left her window unlocked for him too in case he needed to get out quick after a fight with his step dad.

"Can I borrow a shirt?" She asked, bringing him back from his thoughts.

Clearing his throat, he nodded and moved to his dresser to find her something dry to wear to bed. Lux looked around the room as she rubbed her arms. She took in the sight of his growing pile of comic books and smiled weakly. She wasn't sure how he kept track of them all.

He had some postered up on the wall, some from years ago and some new. She wasn't surprised to see he still had his pin up girl poster on the back of his door, no matter how many times she told him that it was disgusting. If she didn't know any better, she'd think he kept it up just to piss her off now.

"Here, Lux." Juan said, tossing her a shirt.

Sending him a grateful smile, she moved to take off her shirt before she noticed Juan hadn't turned around. Raising a brow, she motioned for him to turn. He chuckled, shaking his head as he nodded and turned. Once she was sure he wouldn't look, she slipped off her wet shirt and tossed it into the corner.

Juan took the chance in peaking over his shoulder. Her back was turned to him, hiding her breasts from him, but it didn't keep him from picturing what they looked like. He swallowed hard when her hands started pushing her shorts off. His heart was beating against his chest, he wondered if she could hear it. His eyes widened, lowering down her frame as he noticed all she wore was a purple thong.

His mouth suddenly felt dry as he took in the sight of her. When she moved to slip on his shirt, he quickly turned his head back. His eyes lowered, taking in the sight of his current situation. Shit. Shit. Shit. She was gonna know he looked if he didn't get it under control.

Cursing himself, he closed his eyes as he tried to think of anything else besides his best friend's ass. He tried not to think about how he'd like to just reach down and just squeeze those perky cheeks, pushing her into him so she could feel just how badly he wanted her.

Biting his lip, the image in his brain changed to a dream he was having a lot currently. A dream that would freak his friend out if she knew. She was coming over here to get away from creeps, she didn't need him picturing how he'd ram into her so hard she'd be seeing stars.

Fuck, he really sucked at controling his thoughts.

He jumped a mile when her hand touched his arm. Opening his eyes, he turned to see her standing behind him. Her eyes were full of worry, wondering if he was okay. He tried so hard not to let his eyes lower any further than her eyes, but his body betrayed him as he took in the sight of her in his t-shirt.

Fuck, she looked good.

If he was more confident, he'd make a move. Tell her how he felt. Yeah, he wanted her, badly, but it was more than that. He loved her, had since he was in high school. She was so funny, and smart, and just . . . god, she was so beautiful.

As if this night could get any worse, he saw her eyes lower and he just wanted to die when he saw her brows raise in surprise. He was just wearing his pajama pants. They didn't leave much to the imagination at the moment. Never had he been more mortified than right now.

"Oh, uh, wow." She said, a blush burning her cheeks.

He jumped to put a foot between them. Rubbing his neck, he wished he could just bury himself under a rock somewhere. "It's nothing. Really, just a bodily function. Fuck, I'm sorry, Lux. I didn't mean to look, I just . . . I didn't see your boobs. I promise. Just your ass. You have a really great ass." He stumbled over his words as they poured out.

He was seriously not making this better by talking.

Her brow raised, a teasing smile on her face. She was trying not to laugh. He felt defeated, he was just lucky she wasn't hitting him.

"Uh, thanks, I think." She said, crossing her arms as she tried to process what was going on.

This was a fine example of why their sleep overs should have ended in elementary school. It was no longer cute and harmless. She couldn't count how many times she'd been woken up to his dick poking her. He never acted on it, so she just pretended she didn't notice. He never pushed to make their friendship into something it wasn't, for which she was grateful.

Their friendship, however weird, was important to her. She didn't want to screw it up because they got horny and decided to screw.

At times like now though, she wondered how long that line would stay uncrossed.

It wasn't like she didn't notice he was good looking. He was, and she definitely noticed, she just knew he wouldn't go for her. She'd seen the type of girls he went for, and she definitely didn't fit the bill.

The two stood there, neither knowing what to say. Did they just ignore the fact he currently had a tent in his pants after obviously watching her change, but did they have the talk that's been coming for a while now. A talk they were both dreading because they didn't want these nights to end.

The sound of pounding footsteps caught Juan's attention first. Panicked, he grabbed her arms and all but shoved her into his closet. He closed the door before she could protest. Not a second later, there was pounding on his door. "Who the fuck you talkin' to, shithead? You got a girl in there?" His step dad shouted from the other side of the door as he tried and failed to open the door.

He knew better than to unlock his door. Soon enough Luke would get tired of him and either return to his fight with his mom or go to bed, or if they were lucky he'd leave for the night. They were hardly ever that lucky.

"No one, Luke. It's just the computer. I'm watchin' a movie." He lied with ease.

The scoff from the other side of the door told him Luke didn't believe him for a second. "Turn that fuckin' porn trash down, boy. No one needs to hear that shit."

Juan waited on baited breath until he heard the retreating footsteps going back down the hallway. Letting out the breath he was holding, he turned and opened the closet door. Lux was sitting in his laundry basket with a glare that could kill. "Shit, I'm sorry." He whispered as he held out his hand to help her up.

She huffed, rolling her eyes as she took his hand and let him lift her up. With a glance down, he realized at least one good thing had come from that close call. His boner was gone. Leave it to Luke to ruin the moment.

"Maybe I should go home." She whispered back, her eyes darting to his quickly before looking away.

"No, no, I don't want you near that creep." He said quickly.

He might have answered too quickly, sounded too desperate, but he wasn't lying. He really didn't want her in a place that wasn't safe for her.

She didn't look so convinced.

"I'll sleep on the floor if it'll make you more comfortable. I don't mind." He whispered, just wanting her to not leave.

Lux felt grateful that he'd take the floor just to make her comfortable. Juan really was a great friend. He was a dork, but he was sweet. Touching his arm, she flashed him a smile that made his heart melt. "You don't have to do that. I don't mind sharing the bed." She said, blushing as she glanced at the bed in question.

It was just a twin, could barely fit two people but they made it work. There wouldn't be room to put a wall of pillows between them though. Somehow she knew it wouldn't matter even if there was. His arm always ended up around the waist, holding her close to him. Not that she minded all that much. Juan was safe. She needed that more than anything else.

"Come on, we should get to some sleep. I know you have work in the morning." She said, motioning her head toward the bed.

His mind immediately went south as he pictured what he'd rather be doing that didn't involve sleeping. Glancing at the bed, he imagined them under his sheets entangled together. He could practically hear her panting his name, her nails digging into his back hard enough to leave marks.

"I'm afraid to ask where your mind just went." Lux whispered, shaking her head as she moved toward the bed.

Blinking, he cleared his throat, the image disappearing as he watched her climb into his bed. Rubbing his neck, he knew this was going to be a tough night. Pausing another second, he waited until she was under his covers before climbing into the other side and laying back. He was grateful when she didn't move to touch him. He wasn't sure he could handle having her much closer.

Lux lifted her head, laying on her side to face him. He turned on his to see her. "I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have you, Juan. You're my best friend."

And there was the death sentence for him. Best friend, the only thing he'd ever be. Before she could see the disappointment flash in his eyes, he gave her a tired smile. "I don't know what I'd do without you either, Lux." He whispered, his smile almost sad now as he reached up and brushed back her hair.

He saw the confliction in her eyes when he touched her. He didn't understand where it came from, but he was afraid to ask. He wasn't sure he'd like the answer.

A few minutes went by in silence before she spoke up again. "Promise we'll get out of this city. Together. You and me against the world." She whispered, her eyes searching his for something he didn't understand.

"I promise." He said without hesitation.

If only he knew he wouldn't be keeping that promise.