A/N: Okay guys! Just a few notes. Here is newest story. If you haven't read any of my stories before then here is something to know. I really into Gilmore Girls and Sons of Anarchy. I have several stories of each going on. I like to work on multiple things at one time. So enjoy the story and all I ask for is a little patience. Thanks.
***What if Jax had a sister? A sister that Clay and Gemma tried to used for their own personal gain. When Eliza Teller was eighteen she made a deal with Clay that could come back to bite her in the ass.***
My name is Eliza Teller. I grew up in Charming, California. My father was the founder of a motorcycle club called the Sons of Anarchy. My brother and I along with his best friend grew up around the club. My mother is what the club refers to as their Queen. When my father died, his best friend Clay Morrow got closer to my mom and eventually they got married. My brother and I have never liked Clay, especially when he tried to take over as our dad. No one...and I mean no one will ever replace John Teller. As we got older, I found myself being protected by not only my brother Jax and his best friend Opie but by the entire club. When we were at school, Opie would always look out for me especially if Jax wasn't around. I always thought of Opie as my guardian angel. I always had a crush on Opie but I never acted on it because of not only the fact that he was my brothers best friend but also because I was scared that he wouldn't feel the same way. When we were 16, Jax and Opie dropped out of school to prospect for the club. I always knew that one day I would end up as an Old Lady for a club member because I was what they considered the Princess of SAMCRO.
I graduated high school, I left California and headed to Seattle to attend college. I got my bachelor's degree in business administration. However, now that I've graduated I'm finding myself going home to Charming. The one place that I really don't want to be. Although it will be nice to see my friends and Jax.
As I was driving through Charming, I decided to stop by my brother's house since that's where I was staying. When I pulled into his driveway, I noticed that in addition to his bike that there was a truck there. I got out of my car and made my way to the front door and knocked. When the door opened, my brother stood in front of me. His straight long blonde hair, that I hadn't seen in almost five years. "Hey Jax." I said.
He grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. "Hey princess. Its good to have you home." Jax said.
"In a way, its good to be home." I told him as I pulled back from our hug. "Please tell me that I can stay with you so that I don't have to stay with Mom."
"Of course. You should know that I wouldn't put you th rough torture of staying with mom and Clay if you don't have to. However, you should know that I have a roommate. But I do have a room for you." Jax said.
"No problem. Do I know your roommate?" I asked.
Jax smiled at me. "Actually, you do." I raised an eyebrow at him. "Don't worry, its Opie. It's not Tig or anyone like that."
"That's good to know." I said with a smile. "I'm gonna grab my bags." I said walking out to my car and popping the trunk. As I was pulling out the last bag I heard a bike coming up the road.
"Well look what the cat dragged in." I heard behind me.
I turned around and standing in the driveway is Opie and he has a smile on his face. "Hey Ope." I said smiling back at him. He stepped closer to me and wrapped his arms around me in a hug. It was one of the best feelings in the world. "How ya been?" I asked him when he let go of me.
"I've been okay. Glad to have you back though."
"It's good to be back. In some crazy way, I actually missed this place." I told him picking up my bags and starting towards the house. As I reached the front door, Opie grabbed one of the bags out of my hand and carried it inside. "Thanks." I said as we walked through the front door. Opie carried my bags back to the spare bedroom that was now mine. When I walked into the room, it was simple. Opie sat my bags down in front on the dresser and turned to face me.
"I missed you." Opie whispered.
I looked up into his eyes. "I missed you too, Ope." I said. "I should unpack."
"Of course. Can we talk later?" He asked.
"Of course." I said and watched Opie walk out of my room.
I spent the next hour and a half, unpacking my bags. When I finished I laid across my bed. It was strange. I tried so hard to get away from this town, and yet here I was back here and living in my brother's house with him and my childhood crush. I let out a long sigh and heard my brother's voice in the doorway. "You okay?"
"Yeah, its just that it's weird being back here after being gone for so long." I told him as I sat up on the bed.
"You know I think that he's missed you more than anybody." Jax said.
"What do you mean?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him.
He walked in and shut the door. "After you left, he was a mess. Little sister, he's been in love with you for as long as I can remember. He partly blamed himself for you leaving and he partly blamed the club. He said that he blamed himself because he never told you how he about you." Jax said as he walked towards my bed and sat down beside me. "You still love him, don't you?" He asked looking at me.
I nodded. "I don't think I ever stopped, but part of me feels like its because we never tried to see if there was anything there. You know what I mean?" I said.
"Yeah. But you'll never know unless you try." Jax said standing up and walking to the door. "It might be worth it." He said walking out of my room.
Maybe Jax was right. I had been in love with Opie Winston since I could remember. He had started out as my brother's best friend and then he turned into the guy that I had a crush on and finally turned into the guy that I was madly in love with but that I would never have. But why did it have to be that way? Why couldn't Opie and I be together? I stood up from my bed and went in search of Opie. I checked his room first and he wasn't there so I kept looking until I finally found him in the back yard, sitting on the swing drinking a beer. "Hey." I said as I stood in front of him.
"Hey. Get unpacked?" He asked.
I walked over and sat next to him. "Yup. Everything is unpacked and put away. I'm officially home." I said looking at him and smiling.
"That's good." He said.
"So...you wanted to talk?"
He nodded. "Yeah. I almost came to see you once."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I got your address from Jax and I was halfway out of town and then it hit me that I didn't know what I would to say when I got there." Opie said and half laughed.
I smiled at him. "Do you regret not coming to see me?"
He reached for my hand and entwined our fingers. "Everyday. There's a lot that I regret when it comes to you."
"Such as?" I said pulling my hand from his and standing up.
He stood up and stood right in front of me, looking down into my eyes. "I regret not telling you before you left that I like you. I regret not telling you not to go because I wanted you to stay here with me. And I regret not ever doing this." He said wrapping one arm around my waist and placing the other on the side of my face and leaning down to kiss me. It didn't take long for me to react. This was something that I had wanted for so long. When he pulled back, I was breathless.
"Wow." I said. Then the fear set in. "I have to go." I said and ran through the house grabbing my keys and running out to my car. I hopped in my car and drove to the one place where I could think. CHARMING CEMETERY...
OPIE POV
I couldn't figure out what had just happened. I couldn't figure out why Eliza had ran when I kissed her. I stood there looking at the door when I saw Jax step into the doorway. "What happened?" He asked me.
"I kissed her and she ran." I said.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah. Any idea where she would go? I have to talk to her." I asked him.
"I might have one idea." Jax said.
ELIZA POV
I was sitting in front of my dad's headstone thinking about everything that had been going on when I heard footsteps behind me. There was only one person that knew that this was where I went when I was upset. "Jax, I don't want to talk." I said.
"Not Jax. But we do need to talk." I knew that voice. Opie.
I stood up and turned to face him. "Jax told you where to find me?" I asked.
"Yeah. What happened back there?"
I took a deep breath and I took a step closer to him. "Ope, I have liked you for as long as I can remember. And when you kissed me, it felt like a dream. I got scared."
"Why? Why did you get scared?"
"I got scared because I was afraid that if something good happens that it would only be a matter of time before something bad happened."
Opie closed the remaining distance between us. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer (as if that was even possible). "Eliza, this...you and me...I have wanted it for so long. I wouldn't let anything come between us. Ever." Opie said.
"Really?" He nodded.
I followed Opie in my car back to the house. As soon as we walked in, Jax looked pissed. "What's wrong?" I asked him.
"Mom just called. She found out that your home and that your staying here. She wants you and me to come over for dinner." Jax said.
"Only if Ope comes." I said. "That's my condition." Jax and Opie both nodded.
That night, Jax, Opie and I went over to my mother's house for dinner. As usual, we didn't knock before walking into her house. "Hi Ma."
"Well...It took me inviting you three for dinner for you to come see me." My mother Gemma Teller-Morrow said.
"Ma, it's not like that. I just got in this afternoon and I wanted a little bit of time to settle in before I came by." My mother raised an eyebrow at me. "Promise Ma." I walked over to her and gave her a hug. Fortunately, she had dinner ready and on the table when we got there. Clay was sitting at the head of the table where he always sat. Mom was to his left and me to his right. Jax was always next to mom which left Opie next to me, which was fine by me because that meant that I could hold his hand under the table.
"Eliza, welcome home." Clay said to me as I sat down at the table.
"Thanks Clay, its definitely good to be home." I said.
"Now, I know that you want some time to get settled in and used to being back home but come Monday, I expect you at the garage and helping your Mother out in the office and putting that degree of yours to use." Clay said.
"Jeez, Clay...She just got home and how do you know that she doesn't already have a job lined up?" Jax said.
"Because she knew the deal of her going away to college." Clay said. "She got to go anywhere she wanted as long as she got a degree in business and came back here to take over running the garage for your mother. Isn't that right?" Clay said turning to look at me.
I nodded my head. I turned to look at Opie who now looked confused. "I can explain." I said grabbing his hand and pulling him from the table. I led him to the back yard. We each lit a cigarette and sat on the picnic table. "At the time that I asked Clay about going away, you were dating that Sasha girl. You seemed so sure that it was going to work out. I couldn't hang around and watch her break your heart. However, I also knew that I was on borrowed time because I always knew that being the princess of SAMCRO that I would always end up as someone's Old Lady. So I guess you could say that I made a deal with the devil. Clay promised to let me go to any college I chose and live a normal life without the club over my shoulder 24/7 as long as I came back and took over the garage. Mom wants to be able to work when she wants to and relax when she doesn't." I told him.
We stood there and smoked our cigarettes for a minute before he said anything. "I understand that, I really do. It just sucks because I was the reason you left." Opie said.
"Ope, you weren't the reason that I left. If anything you are the real reason that I came back...not because of some deal that I made with Clay." I said standing on my tippy-toes and kissing him.
He leaned his forehead against mine. "I really did miss you."
"I know, and later you can show me how much." I whispered. I took a step back to catch my breath. "We should probably go back in. Mom's already gonna have a million questions." He nodded.
When we got back to the table, everyone was already eating. "Elizabeth Teller." Mom said as we sat down.
"What Ma!" I snapped. She glared at me. "You know what...this is getting ridiculous. I did what you two wanted. I got my degree. I came back. I'm gonna take over the garage for Ma so that she can relax a little." I said turning to Clay. "Let me live my life. You two will have no say in how I live my personal life...ARE WE CLEAR?" Mom and Clay both nodded. "Good. Ope take me home. Goodnight." I said walking out to the driveway.
As Opie and I reached his bike, he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me close. "Just so you know...that back there was pretty hot." He said.
"Thanks." I said taking the helmet from him. "Now...take me home."
He leaned down next to my ear and whispered, "My pleasure."
When Opie and I got back to the house, it didn't take long before we were stretched out on my bed in a heated makeout session. The kiss was hard but it was passionate. Before I knew it, Opie's hands were roaming my body. The way his skin felt against mine was incredible. It didn't take long before things seemed to be moving a little too fast. I put hands flat against his chest. He leaned back. "What's wrong?" He asked me.
I smiled up at him. "Ope, I really care about you and I really think that we could work. I just..." I said before he cut me off.
"Don't want to rush to the point things get screwed up." He said.
"Exactly."
He rolled to my side and laid next to me. "So...what do you plan to do with your free time until you to report to the devil and his queen." I laughed.
"I was thinking about taking a drive up to Indian Hills. Jax told me that he was planning to go see Uncle Jury. Thought I might tag along with him."
"You sure? Nevada is Mayan territory." Opie said while raising an eyebrow at me.
I leaned up on my elbows. "I know, but Uncle Jury is family. Jax will tell you the same thing. And its not like I would be going by myself."
He kissed my forehead. "I know. Its just...I don't know what'd I'd do if anything happened to you."
"I know the feeling."
I fell asleep that night curled into his chest. I felt at home with Opie and I felt safe. Everything was perfect. But I knew that things wouldn't always be perfect.
