...Chapter 2...
I ended up walking all the way back to T-M, I had been crying my eyes out, bleeding from my hand, and I'm sure I look like shit. As I was walking up to the clubhouse, I saw Juice talking to some crow-eaters, by the bench. When he saw me, he walked over to me. "I thought you were going to the boyfriends house." I didn't respond, I slowly looked up at him as tears were falling down my cheeks. "What's wrong? What happened?" I shook my head and collapsed into his arms. He held me tight, rubbing my back. "Shh... whatever it is, we'll figure it out."
I just nodded, then a minute later, my hand brushed up against Juice's cut. "Ouch."
He let go and backed up to look at me. "What is it?" I lifted up my hand and Juice's eyes widened. "What the hell happened? How'd you get glass stuck in your hand?"
"I tried to punch Trina in the face, but she ducked." I shrugged. "I hit the window instead."
"Why?"
"I don't want to talk about it right now."
"Okay." he nodded. "But I'm talking you to the hospital."
"Fine." I said, in a defeated tone, then we got on his bike, and he rode off to St. Thomas.
After the ER nurse took out the remaining shards of glass out of my knuckles, bandaged it up, and gave me pain killers, I walked out to the waiting room and found Juice at the vending machine. "We can go."
He turned around and carefully lifted my arm to look at the bandage. "You okay now?"
"Yeah." I nodded. "My hand will be."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing." I shook my head. "Can we go."
He just nodded, then we walked out to his bike. "Where do you want me to take you?"
"My place."
"Okay, let's go." he said, then we got on his bike and he rode off to my apartment.
Juice grabbed my keys to open my door and we walked inside. He started looking around, and said "I checked the whole apartment and everything looks okay." I just nodded. "I guess, I'll see you later."
He started to walk out the door and I started thinking, if Ben wanted to come look for me here, I didn't want to be alone. "Juice... wait."
He turned around. "Yeah?"
"Can you stay with me tonight?"
"You sure?" I nodded. "Jules, what exactly happened tonight?"
I sighed. "If I tell you, will you stay?"
"Okay, then." Juice put up his hand. "Before you do, let me put my bike in your little garage."
"Will it fit... with my car?"
"Don't worry, Babe." he smiled. "I got this."
I cracked a little smile, he's always called me 'Babe' or 'Jules' since I've known him, plue he's the only one that does. I nodded. "I'll get ready for bed, then I will tell you."
"Meet you there." he said, before walking out, then I walked into my bedroom. By the time he came in, I was already in bed, crying a little bit. He shut my door and sat down next to me. "Jules, you gotta tell me what's going on."
I sat up and nodded, then stared at his face for a few seconds, it was fully of worry and concern. "I went over to Ben's, like I said I was, and I found him in bed with Trina."
"Are you serious?"
"Uh-huh... so when I went to punch her in the face, I hit the window, but I managed to punch her in the face with my left fist." I paused. "Ben tried ripping me off of her, when he did... I managed to kick him in the nuts."
"Ouch." Juice shook his head. "Do you want me to kick his ass? Because I'll do it."
"No... I think I deserved it." I noticed Juice frown. "I mean... you, Jax, and everyone else was right. Ben's a creep and since I'm too stubborn and hard headed... I was stupid enough to fall for his bullshit."
Juice put his hand on my other one. "You're not stupid, Jules."
"But I am, hard headed and stubborn... just like my daddy was."
"Jules, that's what makes you... you." I cracked a little smile. "Forget that guy, he's an asshole, plus he'd never fit into our MC world."
"Yeah." I nodded. "I guess you're right."
Seconds later, Juice reached up and wiped the tears from my face with his thumb. "I'm sorry that he broke your heart, but he doesn't deserve you, and you deserve way better than him." I stared at Juice, a little shocked. I've never heard him talk like this. It's a side of him, I haven't seen, and I'm sure nobody else has either. I was about to respond, when there was a loud knock on my door. Juice stood right up, going into protective mode. "I got this." then he walked out of the room.
"Oh great." I muttered to myself, following him out there, and sat down on the couch as he opened the door.
"What the fuck do you want?"
"Is Julie here?"
Shit, it's Ben. "She don't want to talk to you." Juice replied, clenching his fist.
"Well, I need to talk to her."
"Too fuckin' bad, you stay the hell away from Jules."
"Or what? You gonna get your big bad club after me?" Ben scoffed. "Please."
Juice chuckled, then reached his arm back, and punched Ben. I got up and saw Ben on the ground, wincing in pain. "Nice." I nodded.
"You're gonna take his side?"
"Yes, Ben... you're a piece of shit."
"You stupid bit..."
"Hey." Juice took his gun from behind his back and waved it in front of Ben. "I wouldn't finish that sentence, if I were you... now get the hell out of here and stay the hell away from Jules, or I'll empty this clip in your temple, and I won't need the club for that."
I grabbed Juice's arm. "Come on, he ain't worth it."
"Yeah, exactly." he nodded, then we walked back into my apartment, and he locked the door as I went into my room. After I got into bed, Juice walked in. "Hey, sorry about that."
"No, no... it's okay." I smiled. "I'm glad you're here, so thank you."
"You're welcome... I'm gonna go park it on the couch." I nodded. "Good night, Jules."
"Night, Juice." I smiled, then laid down in bed. Juice turned off the light and shut my door, and I closed my eyes.
Juice's POV:
I was sitting on the couch, drinking a beer, when my phone rang. I dug it out of my pocket and pressed the answer key. "Yeah?"
"Hey, it's Jax... where are you?"
"I'm posted at Julie's."
There was a ten second pause, before Jax spoke again. "Why are you at my sister's apartment?"
"Long story, but she wants me to stay and make sure Ben doesn't pop in." I told him, even though, Ben already did, but Jax would go ballistic.
"Why?"
"Jules caught him in bed with Trina."
"I'll kill him."
"Jax, I already gotten it taken care of, no need to go to extreme just yet."
"What? What's with you?"
"Nothing." I said, then took a sip.
"Well, if you're busy.. I'll just get Chibs or Tig to do what needs to be done." Jax sighed. "Don't let anything happen to my sister, which means, no messing around with her."
"All right."
"I'll give her a call tomorrow... bye."
"See ya, Jax." I told him, then hung up my phone, and started to think. No messing around, huh? With Jules? What? I've never really thought about her like that, but I'd always give her shit, because the losers she's been with, doesn't deserve her in any way, shape, or form. I mean, I'll protect her to the best of my ability from anything and everything, but I can't be with her. Would she even want to be with me? Nah. I drank the last of my beer, laid down, and closed my eyes.