This chapter will probably be very jumpy, happy isn't at Diosa much in episode 2/3 so I'm going to try and work it in, please give your opinions!
"Hi, I'm Emma Jane... Yes, I'm looking for Nero Padilla, he said-... Okay thank you." Isabella could hear a conversation going on close to her, she stepped from around the bar, she wore a red dress and heels today, in the same style as she had all of the previous day's. Her long dark hair was in curls down her back.
"Is everything okay?" She asked the girl. She was blonde, and looked clueless, her three quartered jeans and pink top, made her stand out.
She looked up when she saw Is, "Um,yeah thanks, Carla's just gone to get Nero." She seemed to notice herself being scrutinised and added, "My worj clothes are in my bag."
"Okay, take a seat." Isabella smiled, she heard ramblings and the sound of heels coming down the stairs to Nero's apartment.
"You should stay away from that white trash, Nero Padilla." She grumbled to herself.
"Carla, give it a rest they aren't white trash." She sighed as she turned to walk away.
"Oh Isabella, don't tell me you like these...these... People!" She cried.
"They're all very nice Carla, Nero will do what he wants with Gemma, wether you approve or not." She stated simply before walking away. When she was stood behind the bar she noticed Gemma was walking over, a very approving look on her face.
"Well, someone's made a good impression on you, sweetheart." She smirked, "guessing it's not me."
"She's a bitch!" Is seethed, "Thinks she owns everyone, I swear she has some weird crush on Nero, she's constanly making fucking sly comments about people and she... She just winds me up." She ranted.
"I can see that, if she calls me white trash one more time, I might loose what little bit of patience I have left." Gemma replied sucking in her bottom lip.
"Gem... Do you have Happy's personal, I have his hoodie here and I'd like to give it to him." Gemma's eyebrows raised at this.
"Sweetheart, Happy's... He's not the type to... Be in a relationship. He's... He's the Tacoma killer." She tried to find the most sensitive way to tell the girl this, but felt she failed.
To Gemma's surprise she didn't gasp, didn't even ask anything she simply said, "I'm only giving him a hoodie."
Gemma laughed lightly, she wrote the number out on a piece of paper, "Here sweetheart, don't do it yet, they'll be busy, you want to wait until he's at the clubhouse, bored."
"Right." Isabella said on a nod as Nero emerged with the new girl behind him.
Gemma had only been gone a couple of hours when two members of the club walked in. An old man, with wiry white hair came in, a creepy grin on his face, then a little puerto Rican following in his footsteps. "Gemma isn't here." She said confidently.
The older man walked off down the hall with the new girl in hand, and the other one stood there, unsure of what to do, when Carla laced her fingers into his, she said something about white trash again, but Isabella was too wrapped up in the concerned look on Nero's face. "What?" She breathed.
"Don't worry about it, sweetheart." He sighed.
"Hey Gem." Isabella called from behind her huge bag of lays.
"Where is he!?" She demanded.
At her dazed look, Nero walked over to her, "He's gone, mama"
Typically Carla then sauntered out of her room, Puerto Rican boy following her, alerting Gemma that the man she was looking for was still here. She marched down to the room Carla told her.
"You stay here Is." Nero instructed. Instinctively she hurried down the hall after them, only to see Emma on the floor, her face pooled with blood.
The older man wound Isabella up, he sat there with a smug grin, as though he did this on purpose. Which he most likely did. "Get that smug look off your face you dirty old man" she spoke calmy, letting him see her anger that she felt for him, this angered him,. Obviously, in mc world it was outrageous for a woman to talk to a man like this. He stood, as though trying to threaten her, "Get over yourself! I could probably push you down with my pinky." She laughed at the man, his little tank of air was neatly atttched to him. Gemma took her by the shoulders and walked her out.
"Leave him baby. not worth it." By the venom she spoke with, Issy knew this man had most definitley hurt Gemma, and she had taken a huge like to her in the time she'd known her. "I'm gonna' go, doubt Nero's too happy with me."
"I'll talk to him for you Gem"
"Thanks sweetheart." Gemma said as she kissed her in the forehead and left.
The sound of a gunshot rang through Isabella's ears, as she got ready to grab her glock from her bag under the bar. About two dozen sheriffs marched in shouting and screaming, she was pushed to the ground, the strap of her dress ripping. She had her hands clutched to it to avoid the fabric falling and exposing her bra.
"Hands behind your back maam" the sherriff yelled in her ear as he stood her up.
"Stop shouting!" She began, "You've ripped my dress! I need to get this hoodie." As she pulled Happy's hoodie over her head, she felt in its pocket, it had the number she needed.
Walking into the reception, she saw one of Nero's men laying shot behind Carla's desk. Non if it made any sense.
"That girl you're white trash attacked must have reported us nero!" Carla cried, anger seeping through her words.
Nero simply looked down letting out a long sigh.
"Miss Montez, you're free to make your call now." The sherriff said, poking his head into the cell that held the majority of diosas inhabitants,
As she stood up stand followed him, she tried to find Happy's number in her pocket, she dialled it into the phone and waited. It took just one ring before he answered. She guessed only important phone calls went through on his personal phone, much like her fathers did.
"Yeah" he grunted into the phone.
"Hi, it's Isabella." She began, "You're the only person I know that's not in prison right now... would you mind posting bail."
"Coming" he grunted again, hanging up the call.
It was about ten minutes when she heard the roar of a motorcycle, she looked over at gemma who raised her eyebrows. "Did you call Hap?"
"Yeah." She replied, failing to hide her smile.
"Is, you did what!" Nero called standing up, "After everything that's happened to your family!"
The officer opened up the door "Miss Montez, bail has been posted." She nodded to the man and walked out of the holding cell, not wanting to hear anymore of what Nero had to say.
As she stepped out of the station she looked around, slightly annoyed as she thought Happy had left her.
"Hey" called the gravelly voice.
She turned to see him leaned against his bike, hands in the pockets of his blue jeans. "hi" she replied.
"That mine?" He asked gesturing to her hoodie.
"Yeah, that's why I had your number to give it back, cop ripped my dress at the top when he pushed me over, it was either this or come in my underwear."
Happy visibly tensed at this, if there was anything he hated it was women being treat unfairly. "Which cop?" He breathed.
"I'm not sure." but when she looked up, he was already behind her marching into the station. She spun around and ran after him. "Happy!...Happy!" He didn't stop. He stormed straight into Roosevelt's office.
"Which one of your PIGS has ripped her dress off!" He yelled. What the hell! She was so confused, she barely knew this man and he was so angry that someone had touched her. She turned to the cell she had just been in to see Nero, gemma and Carla all watching with curiosity. The sherriff was trying to calm Happy down but he wasn't having it, she put a hand on his shoulder, to this he turned.
"Don't be stupid Hap." She sighed. With that he turned and marched from the office, then the station, she was behind him struggling to keep up. Struggling with all the stares and shocked looks.
When she got outside, she was even more shocked to see Happy pacing the bottom of the steps. "Sorry." He said, the look in his dark eyes told her he was anything but.
"I'll take you to TM" he said holding his helmet out for her to take. She did, no questions asked.
She climbed on his dyna behind him, and held onto the side of the seat. "Can hold on you know." He said calmly as though he knew what she was thinking. She did as he said and wrapped her arms around him. Her cheeks pressed against his back. She could sense this wasn't what he meant when he said hold on, but he didn't say anything and she wasn't about to.
As they pulled into the TM lot she expected Happy to shrug her off, tell her to find something to do, but he didn't, "Nero and Gemma will probably come here when they're out." He told her as they stepped in to what she guessed was the clubhouse.
"Hap, we're at the table." the curly haired man called from some bug doors, she was guessing that it meant church, he eyed the way he was stood around Isabella and gave a little wink.
"Get a drink or something, I'll take you to Diosa after." He said before walking away.
After about half and hour the men came from the clubhouse, there were several crow eaters loitering around inside so she had gone outside now. Happy came outside his eyes scanning the few women out there. A redheaded croweater shuffled next to him, but he just gently pushed past her and sat next to her on the table of the picnic bench she was sat on. "Hey" she sighed. "Probably should give you this back." She said gesturing to the black samcro hoodie.
"Keep it." He said. He stood up as Jax approached.
"We're heading out to Diosa if you're taking Issy back, Hap." Jax said, giving her a faint smile, she knew one of his oldest friends had died in the short stretch of prison time they had just done. That's what they were avoiding when they came to Diosa the night before.
"You not comin' in Hap?" Jax called as he, Chibs and Isabella walked over to Diosa.
"Nah, I've upset Nero." He called back, Jax and Chibs simply shrugged and walked away. Is walked over to him, when she neared she took off his hoodie, the top of her laced red bra showed slightly, he didn't have the strength to not look, she threw it over to him and he caught it with ease.
"How old are you Lowman?" She asked, fumbling to hold her dress over her chest.
"twenty six ." He said confused by her question.
"And you're too scared to face Nero, the companionator."
"I'm n-" she interrupted him before he could even begin to speak.
"The Tacoma Killer?" She questioned, he tensed when she said his murdurous nickname.
"How do you know that?" His eyes darkened, this should have made her afraid of him, but he just didn't scare her.
"Gemma, are you coming in or what?" She said her eyebrows raised? He sighed as he swung his legs over the bike and trudged along besides her. she stopped when she got to the door to see the eviction notice stuck to it. "Shit" she breathed.
"Nero!?" She called as she stepped into the reception, she was greeted by the sight of Carla on the phone, she flipped it shut just as Jax and Chibs were heading out of the door.
"He's on the phone love." Chibs, the scot, told her.
Gemma then came through after, "Bella, can you drive me to TM?"
Happys eyebrows raised, "You drive?"
"yep, and sure, not like I have a job here anoymore"She smiled faintly her arms folded over her chest to keep her dress up. He, again, seemed to know what she was doing and threw the hoodie over to her.
"Hap are you working today?" Jax asked, not missing the caring, protective action he had just done.
"yeah brother."
"Alright, we'll be back soon, going to find that girl my mother assaulted." Jax said, giving his mother a look, she didn't see it, she was too immersed in her own thoughts.
"Come on then Gem." Bella said, walking through the door.
Gemma took her time but got sat down in the all black Mini Cooper. She reached over Gemma and pulled a pair of all black low converse, quickly swapping them for her heels.
As the engine started and Bella pulled out of the car park, Gemma started making conversation, "So, Happy seemed pretty pissed at the station."
Bella thought for a second, "Yeah, I know."
The older woman looked at her with disbelief, "that is? Not gonna' tell me what happened?"
"The cop that cuffed me here, shoved me to the ground and ripped my dress off my shoulders. He got mad"
"Very mad... To say he doesn't really know you I mean. And it's even weirder that it's Happy doin' all this." Gemma laughed in disbelief.
"This will confuse you even more... He kissed my head. I mean he doesn't seem like the gentle head kissing type."
"What!? seriously, he must like something about you baby. That's not like Hap." Gemma said, she couldn't help being so shocked, he was the club assassin.
"And he came out of church and pushed a crow eater away. Came straight over to me. That is weird for him, right?"
"Very weird" Gemma said in thought. They pulled into TM then and Gemma got out of the car quickly, she went straight over to Clay, God knows why.
"Hey." That voice she kept hearing today startled her, she spun to see Happy leaning against the wall of the garage smoking a cigarette.
"Hi." She smiled walking over to him. When she was stood just in front of him his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She was normally just up to his cheek, just. she was now, barely up to his shoulders.
"Didn't realise how short you were" he smirked.
"Very, you wouldn't happen to have any shorts spare would you, this dress is driving me crazy." Happy's smirk rocketed at this, dirty thoughts clouding his mind. "Hey! Get your mind out of the gutter," she laughed.
"come on I'll get you some shorts." Just as the pair turned to the clubhouse gemma ran across the lot, a sob escaped her that Is assumed wasn't on purpose.
"I'll be back" she called to Happy as she ran across the lot to the clubhouse, following gemma into a bathroom. She knocked on the door lightly.
"Go away!" Gemma yelled.
"Gem, it's me. Are you okay?" She heard movement and then Gemma's face appeared at the door moving to let her in. "What's happened?" She breathed as she struggled with her height to hug the taller woman.
"I found out about Ope...What's happening to us!" She wailed. Bella held gemma at an arms length, she began to fix her face wiping the mascara trails down her face and the tears from her eyes. She knew the funeral of the man was today, she'd heard croweaters speaking about it.
"Gemma I know you're hurting, okay, but Jax needs you, he is going to have to say good bye to his best friend today, and he needs you to be strong." The woman took a moment and regained herself.
"you're a smart girl Isabella." Gemma said on a sniffle, "Probably why Happy's taken a liking to you, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna' go clean up."
"Sure" she laughed lightly, thinking of what she had said about happy. She followed Gemma out of the door and went to sit at the bar, she was sat there a second when she noticed happy, it was in the mirror behind the bar, she could see over to the pool table, nobody could see she was looking, but what she saw felt like someone was squeezing at her heart. A crow eater stood by him playing with her hair like a teenager, but to her shock he just turned his back to her, as he did so he must have seen her because he walked over to her sitting on the stool beside her.
"She okay?" He asked.
"Mmm" she hummed. He stood up and she turned to see what he was doing.
"You coming for these shorts?" She couldn't help but smile at how lovely he was, the Tacoma killer.
He closed the door to his room behind them, walking straight to a drawer and fishing out his smallest shorts. He walked back to her stood at the door looking around his room, she was surprised at how clean it was, everything was so neat and organised. He put his hands at either side of her cheeks and pulled her face up, kissing her, his tongue delved into her mouth, he was so gentle yet rough at the same time. He put his hand down to lift the hoodie off her when there was a loud knock on the door behind them.
"Aye Happy, we're back bruda," Chibs called through the door, "oh nd' Nero is looking for Isabella, don't suppose you know where she is" he laughed at himself, he knew full well where she was.
"kay'" happy called back, visually pissed off, he gave her one more light kiss to the forehead, before opening the door and heading out. She sighed leaning against the door. What the hell! Isabella quickly put on the shorts Happy had given her.
She walked out of the clubhouse to see Nero stood with Carla, having what looked like a very heated discussion, "Nero? Did you need me?" Nero spun around, he took one look at the hoodie and shorts and assumed the one thing he had been trying to prevent.
"Isabella Maria Montez! What are you doing!" He yelled. Dragging her to the side of the building out of sight.
"Nothing! Why?" She said, her face angry, he had embarassed her in front of Carla and a large group of crow eaters.
"Youre sleeping with Happy!?" He vented, he was no longer yelling, just speaking loudly.
Her face dropped. she perfectly calmly said to him, "No, I'm not actually Nero. But if I was, I really don't think it would be anything to do with you. I'm twenty three, and I'm perfectly capable of making my own decisions." She then turned and began to walk away.
Happy saw her marching into the clubhouse, not missing the yelling as Nero said her full name. He desperately wanted to go and see her. He didn't know what it was about her. He'd nver wanted a relationship before and wasn't even sure he did now. But there was just... There was just something drawing him to her. He gave into his temptations and walked from the car he was working on.
He found her soon enough sat on a chair near the pool table. "Hey Happy, got time for a quickie." A soft voice called from the bar, he turned it was a new croweater, he'd been with her a few times, she was nice enough, but something was stopping him.
"No" He grunted before sitting on the pool table. "What happened?"
She clearly needed to rant as when he asked her that she practically exploded, slamming her hands down on the arms of the chairs. "He isn't my dad!" She yelled. "He fucking yelled at me, in the middle of a massive group of these fucking whores! Accusing me of having sex with you! Because I'm wearing your shorts so my fucking vagina isn't on show for the whole place!" She yelled the whole statement catching many peoples attentions.
" Come on." He sighed, walking her down to his room. "Want me to sort him out?"
She laughed thinking he was joking, looking up into his dark eyes she realised he really wasn't. "No...Thank you. You better get back to work." She sighed slumping onto his bed.
His temptations almost got the better of him again, he sighed. "Can come out of yĆ want" he offered, walking back out before he got an answer.
Isabella woke with a start, the room she was in was now dark, she'd been in here so long that Happy's smell seemed normal. She slowly stood up and fumbled her way to the door. As she made her way outside she realised, the body of the one they call Opie was here. Shit! She had gate crashed a funeral in some bright blue shorts and a big black hoodie. Not exactly a respectful outfit, she spun around immediatley and headed back into the hall to find a back door, she slipped through it, making her way to the garage, she didn't know who she was looking for, anyone really, excluding Nero.
She wandered into the garage through the office and found carla stood there, gemma and Tara facing her. "What's going on?" She asked closing the door and stepping down from it.
"Nothing sweetheart, Tara's just a little upset, Carla caused Jackson to lay down his bike today." Gemma told her innocently.
"now, Isabella, you choose your side here, you're family or these white trash." Carla almost pleaded.
"I might have had more sympathy for you Carla, if you hadn't just done the one fucking thing I'd told you not to do all day." she laughed to herself, she truly hated this woman. All of a sudden Gemma hit her on her cheek. "Oh, and we are not family, Carla." She got in her face to say the last part, really enjoying the intimidating way she was coming across.
Carla fought back then, managing to catch Gemma off guard, pulling her into a head lock. surprisingly Tara came in then with a wrench hitting Carla, she dropped the wrench and began hitting Carla repeatedly. Is sat down on the step of the office door and lit a cigarette she found on the surface, watching in complete happiness.
She went outside then and sat on the floor, her back resting against the shutters. She was out of nerds sight but she spotted him helping a bloodied Carla into his shitty car from the garage. "That probably didn't get me back into neros good books" she sighed slumping down next to Bella as she took a smoke from the apcl she had picked up in the garage.
"They'll get over it." She stated simply, "You should go in there, help jax." Is said, gesturing to the clubhouse.
"Yeah I'm going baby." She sighed finishing her cigarette and standing .up, "Oh look. Happy's comin'"
She didn't miss the smirk she had had when she said that. "Where have you been?" He asked sitting down and taking a smoke.
"Oh, yanno' helping Gemma and Tara have a little beat down on Carla, sleeping a little, you?" He was shocked at the honesty of her answer. His smirk grew.
"Just saying bye to ope, they're bringing him out now. You wanna stay?" He asked, with her nod of reply he pulled her up by her hand and walked to the clubhouse in front of her, his ways were strange, but she had had an amazing day being here and didn't want to ask any questions and make him think she was pushing for anything more than what she was most likely going to be. His fuckbuddy.
Well, my longest chapter, ever. I'm not sure how it went, I don't know if the relationship thing has moved forwards too quickly, but I just don't know. Thanks for all favourites follows and reviews!
~Molly-Rossi~
