Things had been going so well in Happys life. He had his twins, which were two years old and unlike most toddlers, definitely not terrible. The SOA gang was doing well in all their business endevours and making a record setting profit, this was their best year yet. His woman, Rachel, was amazing at holding down the fort at home with the kids, now only working part time at the hospital because she was starting to assist Gemma with more duties at the club. They had a good flow between them, juggling all their responsbilities and still trying to make time for each other when those opportunites presented themselves.
His mother, on the other hand, was not doing so well. Happy was in a daze outside her home smoking a cigeratte, replaying what the doctor said at her appointment today. "She doesn't have long, if I had to make an estimate, I would say no longer than a month."
"Want something stronger?" His wife appeared outside a short time later and lit a joint, taking a deep drag of it before coming over to offer it. Happy silently took it and puffed on it, while Rachel observed him for a few moments and knew he was trying to be strong through all this. She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his chest. "It's going to be okay Hap. She won't be high as a kite anymore with this pain and will be set free. It is what she would want." She tried her best to assure her man, who had gone back to his old ways of being eerily quiet and hard to read.
"Who has the kids?" He looked further away, still avoiding making eye contact with her. He wasn't ready for that yet, afraid it would expose his raw emotions too easily. She always had that power with him to get under his skin and see the things that others wouldn't.
She sighed quietly and began to run her fingers up and down his back soothingly. Knowing he was changing the subject and sensed he needed more time before he could talk about this, she respected his space. "Gemma has them at the clubhouse. Said we can get them tomorrow."
He nodded his head, knowing there would only be a few places their kids would be since Happy didn't trust many, especially with watching their kids. Another time he might have smirked at recalling when he gave Rachel a list of who could watch their kids, and they had a big argument over Happy only approving Gemma or Tara. Rachel was more trusting and wanted to hire a nanny that they could use at times when SOA was busy dealing with other things. Happy firmly shut her idea down, but two weeks later, Happy came home from a long day at work to an older lady named Edna playing in the back yard with their kids and Rachel sitting on a bench outside watching, smiling innocently at him.
What was even more shocking was Happys reaction. He just shook his head and sat down next to his old lady and cracked open a cold beer, wrapping his arm around her and cautiously watching their new nanny. There were times in their relationship it was almost as if Rachel knew what she could get away with on making certain calls. Happy did trust her judgement, but prefered to error on the side of caution. Lucky for him, she didn't play those cards too often.
"Lets go home Hap. You need a good nights sleep and your aunt is here now to watch your Ma." She tugged gently on his belt as he put out the cig and handed her back the remainder of the joint.
"Alright, I'm gonna say bye. I'll meet you outside." He went to say goodbye to his mother, who was looking so weak and pale. The cancer was moving at a more aggressive pace and there was nothing the doctors could do but drug her so she wasn't feeling too much. It wasn't good enough for Happy, but he pushed those thoughts out of his head and gave her a tender kiss on her forehead.
"Love you ma. I'll be back later." He squeezed her hand lightly and nodded at his aunt who entered the room after getting the rest of the update from Rachel. She was wise to not even bother Happy and go straight to the bedside and began to read a book outloud. Happy took one last look and swallowed the lump in his throat before leaving the house.
Happy couldn't help but let a sigh of relief out at seeing his old lady patiently waiting on the back of his bike. Damn her even going through such sorrows that she could still look beautiful in a simple pair of black boots, ripped jeans, white tank top that hugged her curves perfectly and wearing the black leather jacket Happy bought her for her last birthday. He couldn't resist leaning down and planting a sweet kiss on her lips and gripping the back of her messy ponytail. "Thanks for coming babe."
As he got situated on the bike and started it up, she wrapped her arms around him tightly and put her lips to his ear. "No where else I'd rather be."
I'm back! What do you think of the first chapter?