Hello everybody! This is my first story on FFN. I know that there are some discrepancies in time and age and who is alive but I am using artistic freedom and the fact that I refuse to believe they blew up Kozik. LOL. I have a few chapters already done for this story and a good outline for the future but the feedback I get will decide how far this story goes. Good or bad I need reviews in order to make my writing better. Thanks so much, curry560
Chapter One: Pieces of Me
There was a slight breeze floating over the roof of the Teller-Morrow Garage. It moved her journal pages back and forth when she forgot it was in her lap. Times like this, when all was quiet and she could enjoy her spot on the roof, the one Jax let her in on a couple of years ago, Tristan would let her mind wander.
Her recent history had been one, exactly the opposite of what her "perfect" mother had envisioned. At fourteen, Tristan had been raped, by a clown at Charming's summer carnival. A year later, her parents had given up all hope for their daughter and Tristan found a home with Gemma Teller-Morrow. Karen Oswald, Tristan's mother would soon leave town due to the gossip of her "circle of friends." Tristan didn't look back.
She was now eighteen, about to graduate High School and had her plans set on a business degree from the local community college come fall. The girl who once couldn't wait to leave Charming, now never wanted to spend more than a few hours away. Tristan had the Sons of Anarchy to thank for that.
Gemma took her in about a month after the club went in for their 14 month stint. By the time they got out, it was like Tristan had always been around. In her mind she had been. When we was raped, it was the club who took care of the problem. When she retreated so far into herself a single sharp sound would send her into a panic attack, Gemma saved her. The club was everything to her.
This spot on the roof was nice, simple, and it allowed her to reflect on the day she had had. School was never great but she mostly got through it. Kids still remember the rape, though only a few had ever mentioned it. Mainly it was just one boy, Max Napier, a jock; Tristan went on one date with and clamed up when he tried to go to second base. Now he threw whatever insult he could at her.
As always, Tristan ignored him and the few others. Unfortunately for Max, he decided to stalk her out into the parking lot after the last bell and it just happened to Kozik who picked her up.
When Tristan first moved in with Gemma, Gemma was under house arrest. So anytime Tristan had to go somewhere like school, either Tara, Lyla, or a son would take her. Kozik, who had been patched over to Samcro since before the rest went to jail, was the one Tristan allowed around her first. Men in general were Tristan's biggest fear, and big bad biker's where not something she had much to do with in her past.
Tristan had a serious case of hero worship when it came to Herman Kozik. It slowly developed over the last few years, to the point that Tristan basically ignored him unless he was picking her up form school. Blushing was something she really had to learn how to stop doing. He would smile at her and she would look like a blonde tomato.
When the jock, Max, taunted her about her frigidness, Kozik heard and had him held up by his hoodie against the wall of the school. A few whispered threats later and Max Napier was making tracks as fast as he could away from there. Kozik turned to face Tristan and grinned.
The thing is, she was madder at Kozik for rebooting her hero worship blush than at what Max Napier had said.