A/N: Thanks to the two reviewers, and readers. Hope this chapter is well perceived. It's basically the first chapter but from Brianna's perspective, so it's some of the same dialogue mixed with HER memories. The next chapters will be written with their perspectives together, with a lot more of the relationship between Bri and Hap.
I was fourteen when Juan and I met. It was that love at first sight type thing. The cliché geeky quiet girl and the lazy but smart bad boy. I thought we were fated to be in love forever. It wasn't until years later that I found out fate had other things in mind for us. Juan was never truly faithful, but I always forgave him because I loved him. The first semester of our senior year of high school when he confessed a betrayal so huge it wrecked my world. He cheated again but this time he had gotten the girl pregnant. That was the end. I had kicked him out of my room, my life, and my heart. I couldn't forgive him and I sure as hell never wanted to see him again.
So when my new boyfriend Happy suggested I go with him to Charming and meet some of his brothers from the motorcycle club he was in, I had no clue I would run into my godforsaken ex boyfriend Juan.
"Brianna." His voice was low. I could instantly tell something was wrong.
"Yeah Juan?" I asked, feeling my voice about to break with sadness as tears began to form.
"I cheated and um, she says she's pregnant." He was crying now. I just sat wide-eyed. Hoping I had misheard him. Hoping he was playing some sort of cruel joke.
"Wait…what?" I choked out. Pushing him away from me. I could feel the hurt deep inside my heart. It almost felt like it stopped in that moment of realization that the man I was in love with was going to be a dad to a child that wasn't mine.
"Bri. I'm so fucking sorry." He was crying harder. A pained expression on his face. I felt bad for him.
"Get out!" I spoke. My voice was calm and steady. He looked down at me and I couldn't bring myself to look directly in his eyes. He surrendered and walked out of my room. I waited until I heard his heavy foot steps grow distant that I started breaking everything I could.
"Juan?" I asked, looking in his direction. We locked eyes and I smiled at him. "It's me Bri." I got up and walked over to him Happy right behind me. I reached him and grabbed him up into a hug.
"Juice." He pushed me away and I could feel the look of confusion spread across my face. "I go by Juice now." He was being a jerk to me for no reason. If anyone had the right to be a jerk it was me.
"You know him?!" Happy asked, his voice was sexy and raspy. I got turned on by his voice so easily.
"Yeah! From high school." I purred at him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his chest. Watching Juan get angry. "Small ass world." I let him guide me away from Juan. Leaving him to his thoughts and liquor.
I was playing pool with Happy, laughing and having a good time. He was helping me learn shots, even tho I was an amazing pool player. I let him help me anyways, mostly because I loved the way he smelled, the way his skin brushed against mine and the way his breath tickled the sensitive skin on my neck.
"Happy!" I yelped as I moved away from him. He had tickled me and made me mess up my shot.
From my place I could see Juan, his eyes glowering with jealousy. It made me feel uncomfortable. I didn't want to flaunt my happiness in his face, but then again he deserved to suffer and see me happy.
I felt Happy's rough hands grab my hips and pull me into him. I smacked his hands. I loved that he was rough. It turned me on, but I liked being difficult with him. Giving him what he was dishing out.
"Bri, I needa help Jax." His voice was low and stern.
"Alright babe." I turned to face him and he gave me a quick kiss before he turned to talk to Jax, leaving me to my own devices. I decided to talk to Juan.
I looked at him. He turned to ignore my gaze so fast it made me uneasy. I approached him anyway, my body blushing as his hungry brown eyes roamed over me.
"Juice." I whispered. His demeanour changed slightly. His gaze went over my head and I turned, seeing my Killer staring in our direction. "You gonna ignore me?" I smacked him, regaining his attention.
"No." His voice was acidic. "We should talk, in private." I stepped back as he hopped off his stool, pulling up his pants before grabbing my arm and leading me to the doors of the clubhouse. Looking back towards Happy, he gave me a small wave.
"Ow." I whined, even though I meant it to come out as a declaration. He loosened his grip and I pulled away.
"Fuck," He ran a hand over his head. "I'm sorry Brianna."
"It's fine, Juan." I shrugged my shoulders and pushed my hair behind my ear. Running a finger over my shaved undercut. I could tell he wanted to touch it. "Long time no see."
"Yeah. Really long time." He took a seat and pulled me down next to him. "How'd you end up here?"
"Happy brought me here." I could hear my voice perk up, just by hearing my man's name.
He shot me a nasty look and I smiled. "In Cali Bri." I knew what he meant the first time he asked. I just didn't think I owed him anything to answer it, but when a look of pure desperation passed across his face, I caved.
"Work, landed a residency in Oakland,plastic surgery." I saw him nodding and ignoring my eyes.
"Dr. Hohrykova." He said, I could hear a hint of pride in his voice.
"Juan, what're you gonna do after high school?" I tapped my pen against my notebook and awaited his answer.
He squeezed my ass before he let out a sigh and rolled onto his back. His arms folded under his head. "I want to be a computer tech, set up computer systems and shit like that."
I smiled I knew he was good with anything electronic, but he was a super genius when it came to computers. He could hack into anything and everything.
"What about you Bri?" His voice sounded sandy and full of sleep.
"A doctor. Plastic surgeon. I'm gonna make ugly people pretty and pretty people ugly." I laughed.
"Dr. Hohrykova." He yawned as he drifted to sleep. I threw my fur blanket over his svelte body and went back to writing in my notebook.
The memory disappeared more quickly then it came. "Yeah. Dr. Hohrykova is a mouth full. I go by Dr. H." God my accent was coming thru."So, you ran away from life and became a biker?" I felt the sting of disappointment in my gut. I always pictured him in an office, or having his own tech business, not running around and wasting his talents.
"Yeah." He said. "Intelligence officer."
I saw his face wince."Geeky biker. That's something new." Still disappointed but I wasn't going to tell him that. "I'm gonna be honest this is really weird."
"Why?" He asked already knowing the answer.
"Because I'm here with your 'brother'." I replied bluntly.
"How long have you been with him?" He asked, finally making eye contact again. I could see the wheels in his head turning. He was itching to tell me about the countless women Happy took to bed.
"Not long, exclusive since last night." I said, playing with my eyelashes. It seemed to be a nervous tick I had picked up in medical school. "I know about all his indiscretions. So don't bad mouth him, alright?" My voice was serious as I looked him in the eyes.
"I still love you." He blurted, making us both cringe at his blatant truth.
I wanted to asked him whatever came of that girl he got pregnant. Did she keep the baby? Did she abort it? Lose it? Was it a boy or a girl? Did he man up and become a dad, or did he run away and end up here because he didn't want the responsibility? I didn't ask him tho. It seemed like it needed to he brought up at a different time.
I cleared my head and let my feelings flow.
"I don't doubt that, but I've moved on. I still have love for you, but I will never forget the shit you put me thru Juan Carlos. That shit cut me deep. So deep I ended up hitting the bottles, getting all fucked up and numb, just so I could get you from under my skin. I don't think you fully realize how all that shit wrecked me. I wanted to stay with you, believe that. I couldn't be a victim anymore, I let you get away with too damn much. I blamed myself for that night. Couldn't sleep in my room for weeks, it took weeks to get rid of every trace of you. Now you're in front of me and I really want to strangle you and I want you to hurt but I'm just gonna say thank you. That night made me stronger."
He sat there, mouth open. In shock. In awe. In disbelief. Yes, I thanked him.
"It wasn't your fault, I fucking regret that shit. I regret everything. I'm so so sorry. I shouldn't have left it like that." His voice was on the verge of cracking, his eyes were glistening with unshed tears.
"It's cool, we were young and dumb, thought what we had would last forever. We had amazing times together, I'll always remember that, but I'll remember the bad shit more. We're adults, we can be friends and move forward. Or you can be bitter and glare at Happy. I won't let you disrespect him tho." That was something I was serious about, I felt so protective of Happy. I knew he could care for himself, but I felt like I still needed to protect him, be by his side and hold him down when it was needed.
"I still love you, I can't be your friend." He was grimacing at the ground. I felt bad because he was still hung up on the fate thing.
"So be it. Just don't start shit with Happy and we'll be cool. I'm serious Juan Carlos Ortiz." I strode away. Leaving him to wallow in a pool of self pity. He wasn't going to draw me back in. I was over his bullshit. On to better things. As I walked into the clubhouse I let my mind drift to when I first met Happy.
"Hey Mrs. Lowman." I greeted the older woman as I walked up the path to her front door. She was sitting on her swing nursing a cup of tea.
"Hola Bri!" Her voice was cheerful today. She didn't sound sick at all. "My son is here!"
I had heard so many stories of him when I brought her over crafts and books. He sounded like an overall amazing guy, but then again Moms always played up their kids assets.
"Ma." I heard him before I saw him. Then when I saw him, he took my breath. "Who's she?"
"Hap, this is Bri. Bri my son Happy." She smiled, looking between the two of us.
I stood up and extended a hand, and he accepted it and we shook. The touch sending shivers down my spines.
"Nice to meet you Bri." He smirked at me. I knew that had to be the closest thing I was going to get from him.
"How'd it go?" Happy's voice shook me from my thoughts. His arm draping lazily over my shoulders as he steered me over to the leather sofa, where Chibs and Tig sat.
"Alright. He's stubborn as hell still." I shook my head as he pulled me down into his lap.
"He's an idiot." He tapped his fingers on my thighs. I could get used to this. I just hoped I could keep the distance between Juan and myself.
End Note: arowley, Happy is my favorite as well, but for some reason I needed to write this Juice fic. I do have a Happy fic in the works. So keep an eye out for that one.