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Chapter 2:
Two years later…Chloe is 14 and has been living with her dad and the club.
"Go Chloe, go! Yeah!" Otto and his crew yelled, whistled and clapped as Chloe ran with the ball down the field. Guarding the ball, keeping it close as she ran, she heard the cheers that used to make her blush. Her mother had never attended anything she participated in at school or otherwise. Her dad, Otto, made it to nearly every race, game, meet, etc. and usually had a few others in tow. Kicking the ball around the girl in front of her, she lofted it midair, stopping to watch it fly past the other teams' goalkeeper as the small crowd of spectators and parents cheered and her teammates patted her back and gave high-fives.
She smiled, looking over to the sidelines and gave her dad a wave and a wink. He was high-fiving his own group, although they may have looked out of place, the parents were mostly aware of who they were. Most people in Charming, CA had their minds made up about the Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club-they loved them or they hated them. In the case of many of the girls on her team, they were mostly smitten with the bikers and terrified of the women. It was pretty much the same feeling their mothers all had, while most of the fathers wished they could have a roll with the women, but nearly pissed their pants if they received a foreboding look from the men.
Unlike San Francisco, Chloe had managed to make some friends, as she was not tied down cleaning and taking care of her mother-Otto encouraged her to do things and meet people. She loved hanging out at the Teller-Morrow garage after school helping her dad and the other guys on cars or running errands around the shop for Gemma, Clay's wife. Many of her friends were older, due to her hanging out with some of the member's kids, so much. Jax was Gemma's son and Clay's stepson and Opie was Piney's son, both had prospected their senior year. Jax quit school, but Opie finished and looked out for Chloe her freshman year.
Chloe ran over to her dad and the crew after winning the game. "Hey baby, great job out there!" Otto said in a crushing hug, giving her a kiss on her forehead. "You make that team, sweetheart!" Gemma said after a big kiss on Chloe's cheek. Chloe smiled brightly, leave it to Gemma to be the only woman on the sidelines in stilettos and more jewelry than Liberace-she was awesome. "Thanks! I'm gonna go shower. Dad-Jade asked if I could go with her and her parents-they want to take us out for pizza, can I go?" Jax sniffed near her-"Whew! Good idea to do the shower first," and laughed as she smacked his arm, laughing. Otto pulled her in for a squeeze, "Sure, baby. Just get home to do your homework, okay?" Chloe hugged her dad back, "Thanks so much for coming today! One more win and we go to state!" she yelled over her shoulder running towards Jade and the locker rooms. "You've got one cool kid there, Big Otto!" Piney told him, slapping his back. "I'm one lucky bastard, "he said lighting a cigarette and swinging a leg over his bike.
Chloe came home and found a dozing Otto in front of the tv with his glasses still on his eyes. She was still wearing the hip hugging jeans and purple v-neck, short sleeve shirt she had changed into after her shower. She kicked her sneakers off, set her book bag on the kitchen table and got to work on her math. Twenty minutes later, she heard footsteps along with a quiet voice she did not recognize and assumed her dad was awake; she turned with a smile only to see Jax ready to pounce and scare her. "Damn, I almost had you, too," he smiled big, his blue eyes sparkling in the smooth light. "You ass, my dad's still sleeping in there," she laughed pointing to the living room. "What are you doing here?" she looked behind him to the front door at the split foyer thinking she had locked the door. And there he stood, the voice she didn't recognize to match a face she didn't recognize. All six foot of him wearing sunglasses (in their dimly lit house), a light grey scarf wrapped around his neck several times (even though it was May and 75 degrees) leaning against the door, black bike gloves, snug jeans and a black hoody under his cut. A cut that looked like her dad's Sons cut. She hadn't heard of any new prospects and the induction date wasn't until July for the current ones.
"Who's the gloomy guy at the door?" Chloe whispered when she stood next to Jax. "Chibs Telford. I thought your dad told you about him. He's from SAMBEL-knew my dad and had to get out of Ireland fast, so he came over and is with us now. Chibs, come here man-" Jax waved him forward. The tall man strode confidently up the stairs, "Chibs, this is Chloe, Big Otto's daughter." Chibs put his hand out to her, sunglasses still on, "Aye, yer the lass that won the football game, yer da told me about it at the clubhouse," she was still shaking his hand after he finished the sentence. Oh. My. God. "You're from Ireland?" she let go when his smile broke her stare. He had scars on his cheeks that were accentuated when he smiled. "By way o Scotland," he said, lowering his gaze to look at her over his glasses. "Wow, I've never been out of this state," Jax couldn't help but laugh a little at the starry eyed girl in front of him that was usually so confident and straight-forward. "So, is your dad still asleep? We gotta talk to him for a bit," Jax asked with another smile.
"Yeah, yes, he's in the-I'll get 'em," she said, nearly tripping over her book bag on the floor on her way to the living room. I am such a dumb ass, she thought walking to the living room and her dad. She poked him with her pencil, something she learned early on after narrowly missing his arm swinging at her head the first time she shook him to wake him. He mumbled, "Dad, Jax and Chibs are here to see you," she told him as he opened his eyes. "Hey baby, when'd you get home?" Otto asked rubbing his eyes and getting out of the chair, his long hair in the same ponytail as earlier. "About half an hour ago. How come you didn't tell me about the hot Scottsman?" Otto cringed, "Maybe because I never wanted to hear that come outta your mouth!" He said throwing an arm around her, trying to give her a noogie. She was still pulling out of it when they reached the kitchen. He played like he threw her away and lightly punched a laughing Jax in the ribs, stopping his laughter. Chibs watched the joking and play fighting remembering his crew and daughter back in Belfast.
"Whaddya need?" Otto nodded to Jax and Chibs. "Can we talk in private?" Jax asked as everyone looked at Chloe. "I get it, I get it," she said grabbing her stuff and moving to her room. "Thanks, doll!" Jax yelled after her. "Blah, blah. Not doing it for you," she yelled in a sing-song voice. Chibs allowed a small smile to appear as Jax shook his head. "Clay asked us to come by about the Niners deal and ask if you could go to Oakland tomorrow because he wants eyes on everything and he has to be at that thing with Alvarez now." Otto was Clay's VP and often handled things in place of his president. "Yeah, that shouldn't be a problem. I'll call Clay and make sure I get all the intel." They spoke a bit longer; Otto lit a cigarette and offered them a beer. Chloe could hear the laughter from the kitchen as the phone rang. She ran to the kitchen and went for the phone before her dad could even get out of his seat, "Got it!" she said, placing a hand on his shoulder and hopping on the counter to answer the phone. "Teenagers," Otto said with a shrug, Chibs smiled. His daughter was probably a couple years younger than Chloe. "How old is she?" Chibs asked nodding to Chloe.
"Are you kidding me? She is such a fucking bitch!" Chloe said, not yelling, but loudly into the phone. "Hey, language—Fourteen," Otto said still watching Chloe as she waved him away. She jumped down from the counter, "No, no, Jade. She even looks at me wrong tomorrow, I will punch the bitch." "Chloe!" Otto said in a loud voice, "Tell Jade you will talk to her later," he said and pointed to the spot next to him. "I'll call you later, Jade," Chloe said hanging up and walking to her dad's side with a semi-smile. "What the hell?" he asked, not terribly angry. "This bitch," she stopped herself after a look from her dad. "This chick at school has been spreading rumors about me because her boyfriend would rather look at me than pay attention to her. I have told her to stop, several times, but she cannot get the message and Jade heard something else she said about me tonight. I was simply telling Jade I wasn't going to put up with it anymore." Before Otto could say anything, Jax piped up, "Well, can you blame her boyfriend? What guy wouldn't want to look at you?" In one moment, Otto's face went from scolding of his daughter, to fury at the young blonde in from of him. Chloe's face lit up, as any teenage girl's would and Chibs just chuckled at the scene. "What?" Jax shrugged. "I understand that the shit that happens in high school can seem serious, but its high school-you're better than this, Chloe." Otto said trying to help his daughter rise above the crap. Almost cutting her father off, Chloe responded, "She called me a biker slut and said the only reason I was Team Captain was because my dad's thugs probably beat up the coach." "Stupid bitch," Jax spit. Otto looked at his daughter with eyes flashing between anger and sadness. "Don't do anything stupid," he conceded and hugged her planting a kiss on top of her head. Chibs couldn't help but smile at this spitfire who was clearly in the image of her father.
"Dammit, Chloe, what didn't you understand when I said don't do anything stupid?" Otto yelled in the direction of the office, after parking his bike on the Teller-Morrow lot the next afternoon. "Oh shit," she said jumping off the counter and standing behind Gemma as her father's long stride got him closer to the office in what seemed record time. Chloe had called Gemma, as opposed to her father, when she was hauled to the principal's office after the fight this morning. "That little bitch threw the first punch, Otto," Gemma said as he entered the office. "The principal told me that himself!" Chloe peeked her head out from behind Gemma with an apprehensive smile, making her swollen lip and bruised cheek visible now. "Jesus, Chloe-are you okay?" he said moving forward and touching her face. "I'm fine, dad," she moved from around Gemma and hugged her dad, he kissed the top of her head, "How long are you suspended?" he asked. "Three days, she got four." "Along with a black eye and broken nose," quipped Gemma trying to hide the smile of satisfaction on her face from Otto. "I am not condoning what you did, but I understand why you did it. That being said, your ass is gonna work and not play for the next three days, " Otto told her. "Put her in the oil change and air filter bay with whoever's there and make sure they know she does the work, they get the money-and don't give me a pouty look. Every action has consequences, baby," he told her, walking away hoping she didn't see the smile of puffed up pride on his face.