A/N: I own nothing SOA related. Although Macy, Callie, Don, and Mark are mine and any other person you may not recognize.
I had this idea floating around in my brain and decided to put it down and make a actual story out of it.
Time of this story: 1999, I wanted it to be around the time Jax and Opie were 21, so yeah.
Also it's rated T for now, but I may change that as the story progresses.
Sorry for any spelling errors and junk like that, and please review and let me know what you think. Even if you absolutely hate it, tell me why please.
Have a good day/night!
Chapter 1: What Best Friends Are For.
It was the eve of my 18th birthday and I knew I had to get out. There was really no other options. Well, technically I guess there was, but as far as I was concerned leaving was my only option. I had to go home. I grabbed my duffel bag and sat it outside my window. Thankfully, his house was only one story. I grabbed my purse and secret cell phone and climbed out.
I dialed my best friend, Callie's number and after one ring she picked up.
"Ready?" She asked. I had talked to her about a week ago and let her know I would be leaving and that I needed a ride.
"Yes." I said, I have been ready for this day since I was 12. I dreamt about this day. On the outside in you would of thought I had a great life, but you know what they say about don't judge a book by it's cover? Well, I should be the spokesperson for that saying.
"K. I'll be around the corner in about two seconds." She said.
I grabbed my duffel bag and took off running towards the corner. Callie was there waiting. I was so happy to have a best friend like her in my life. She would drop everything and come to my rescue. Her boyfriend, Mark, was like the big brother I never had.
"Get in Macy." She said smiling reassuringly at me. She tucked her black hair behind her ear. Something she always did when she was nervous. She was risking her life for me, something I would never be able to repay her for.
I threw my duffel bag in the bag seat and got in her car. We drove without speaking till we passed the sign saying that we were now leaving Teec Nos Pos, AZ and we both let out a sigh of relief.
"You know I'm sure they didn't know about this." Callie said.
"You know, since I was 15 Don has been telling me that they knew, but I just can't seem to wrap my head around it. Like there are gaps in there stories. Doesn't explain shit." I said messing with the radio, trying to get off of this conversation.
"Okay, Good. Mark is already in Charming getting things setup for us." She said noticing that I wanted to change the subject.
"Cool." I said.
"I'll make sure nothing worse happens to you girl. After all its what best friends are for. We protect each other and tell one another everything." She said. She knew what me turning 18 meant. We would never see each other again. Hell, I'd never see anybody again.
"Thank you for like everything. If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have made it this long." I said.
"Your strong Macy. You really would have. You want to tell me the entire story now?" Callie said.
"Thanks Cal. I know I should have told you the entire story from the beginning but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. But if you are completely sure you want to hear it, I will tell you." I said. I hated telling this story. It was awful.
"I'm sure." I said.
"Okay, well you know Charming, California is my home town, and that Don isn't my uncle like he would want everyone to believe, and that I was kidnapped when I was 15." I said, She nodded so I continued,
" Well my real name isn't Macy Alverts. Its Macy Delaney. Don wasn't the one that kidnapped me, but he was the one that bought me. You've hear about human trafficking I'm sure. Well I'm a survivor of that. I don't know who was the man that kidnapped me. But when I was 15, my daddy, Otto, went to prison. My mom, Luann, and me got in a huge fight the day he was sentenced because she wasn't happy with the guy I was seeing. So I told her that if I was such a bother to her I would just leave and I did. It was raining. I got a ride to Lodi and was going to stay with some friends there, but when I was walking to their house a black van pulled up next to me.''
"Holy shit. Then what happened." She asked.
"Well, in the van were these two really cute guys, and they asked me if I needed a ride somewhere. I didn't think nothing of it and said yes and got in the van. They asked me for direction to my friends house and I told them. Then one of them stuck a needle in my neck and I blacked out." I said. She looked at me and her eyes were wide in shock. "Next thing I remember is being tied up too a chair in a dark room. I tried to scream but I my throat was so dry. Anyways, they kept me drugged up pretty good, and then they sold me to Don. Don being a buisnessman and what not he didn't want people to suspect anything of him. So out in the open he was my uncle to everyone, but behind closed door it was totally different. For about the first year-" I couldn't hold in the sobs anymore. I just burst out crying uncontrollably.
"Shh, it's okay we ain't got to talk about it anymore." Callie said rubbing my back. A few minutes later I was still crying but I continued anyways.
"Don was getting sick of me. Said he was going to sell me when I turned 18." I said in between sobs.
"It'll be okay. We'll be in Charming in a few hours and Don will never find you." She said, "Now just get some rest."
A few minutes later I was asleep.
A/N: So do you love it, like it, or hate it?
I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible, but I'll be starting school tomorrow, so no promises when that'll be, but I'll try my hardest to have it up by the weekend.
