JAX'S POINT OF VIEW
Chibs was leading Natalia and Aaron down the corridor with Happy, and I moved towards Juice and his laptop. He had already found something.
"There's no dirt on Natalia except a hospital charge that hasn't been paid. The bill is pretty big, must have been some damage that happened to her. However, on Aaron, he's got major dirt. Multiple arrests, psychotherapist charges that were never paid, and a hospital charge that was never paid." Juice said. The arrests and psychotherapist charges were spread out across a period of 5 years, and I walked over to where Chibs had led Natalia and Aaron. As I got close, I heard a door slam, and Juice came running over to me. I ran to Natalia, Chibs, and Happy. Natalia looked shocked, and moved into the room across from her Dad's. She sat down and all of a sudden Dakota came bounding in and jumped on the bed. Natalia scratched Dakota's ear softly, and Tig was jogging over.
"What happened?" I asked. Natalia looked up, and shook her head before Chibs could talk.
"Nothing. Nothing at all. But I want to know more about you and your friends." Natalia told me. I nodded, and I pulled over a chair. Tig and Happy sat down next to Lynn and Chibs stood next to me.
"Our group is called the Sons of Anarchy. A group of great mechanists by day, and Harley enthusiasts protecting Charming and our families by night. I'm the President. Chibs here, is the Sergeant at Arms. Happy is my next main man, and Tig here is the person who was the Sergeant at Arms. Juice in the other room is our intelligence officer. Bobby, another one of our guys, is our secretary. The last guy, Clay, is the former president." I explained. Normally I would have told her that we were mechanics that were Harley enthusiasts, but since Alvarez had decided to kidnap Natalia and Aaron for ransom, I was forced to.
"Okay, but one thing. Chibs, are you Scottish?" Natalia asked. We all laughed; everyone asked the question, but it was normally Irish instead of Scottish.
"Yes sweetheart. I'm Scottish born, but was raised in Ireland. Are you Russian or Spanish?" Chibs asked in return. Natalia smiled, and I noticed that Juice walked in. I gave him a questioning look as is to ask him if Natalia was okay along with Aaron, and he gave me a look to talk to him later.
"I'm Russian and Latin, not Spanish. I can speak Russian, English, Latin, and Spanish. I'm pretty good in Italian and Mexican though." Natalia explained, smiling. I heard a crash and yell in the other room, and Natalia got up instinctively. She left the room and entered her Dad's room and I saw a chair in pieces. She closed the door, and I heard quiet murmurs. I heard flesh hitting flesh for a moment, and the door opened and shut quickly after that. Natalia entered the room with a red mark on her face, and Tig and Juice both melted at the sight of her. She had tears welling up in her eyes, but you were barely able to notice.
"Do you want to go talk outside with me, Tig, and Chibs for a moment?" I asked quietly. For a moment, fear flickered in eyes and she hesitated before looking at her Dads door and nodding. I lead the way and we walked down the corridor into the main room. Beer bottles still littered around the room, but a couple of couches had been cleaned that Natalia and Aaron could sit on by Rat and Phil. They were still busy attempting to clean up the rest of the room, but I didn't yell at them to hurry. We soon got outside and Natalia sat at a bench with Tig next to her and Chibs and me opposite her. "What happened in there?" I asked.
"My Dad has… Problems. Bipolar disorder, slight schizophrenia, OCD, and ADHD. He can be nice at times, but he often gets mad and beats me for no reason. He still wants to protect me and everything, but sometime his disorders override that order and he gets angry. He tried to go to a therapist and that didn't work out so well. Got arrested when he punched the therapist in the face when she suggested I got into foster care until I could take care of myself. Ever since my mother left when I was a baby, it's only been me and my Dad. Guess his problems have gotten the best of him." Natalia explained. I remembered my sister Trinity back in Ireland and winced. My Dad had left her, and I never knew her till I almost had sex with her. And my Dad ended up dead when he came back from his final trip in Ireland.
"I know the feeling, except my Mom doesn't have problems." I said. She looked at me and nodded, as if she was thankful for me understanding. "How bad has the beatings gotten?" I asked. If we could save Natalia, we would.
"Sometimes I've broken a bone or two. The worst is when I had to get stitches because he smashed a beer bottle against my side and broke a couple of ribs." Natalia said, and I knew that was where the big hospital bill came from.
"Thank you for telling me. Would you like to stay with us?" I asked. Natalia looked back at the blue truck and at Dakota who had trotted outside.
"I can't. As much as my Dad has hurt me, I still love him. He's the only family I have left." Natalia whispered. I nodded, and Tig put an arm around her, being careful of the shoulder that was stitched up. I saw a few tears fall out of Natalia's eyes, but she quickly blinked the rest away furiously. I knew that I had to save Natalia. She was too much like family to me already.