This is my fanfiction story. All rights belong to Kurt Sutter and FX. I am just borrowing the Sons of Anarchy characters. Reba is my OC as is Kaylee. I also give rights to the CW and the creators of iZombie for their known characters. This is a work of Fiction. Story rated m for rape situations and abuse. May include lemons in later chapters. Please Read and Review. This is my first story and I would appreciate any critique you have.
Chapter 4: Meeting the Gang
Bobby, Chibs and I walked over to everyone else. They didn't say anything when we first got over there but Chibs cleared his throat and at about the same time Bobby stepped to the side. All eyes turned towards Chibs and me. Chibs cleared his throat again to make sure he had everyone's attention.
He said, "Lads, I would like for ye ta meet my sister, Reba. She is from Meadville, Mississippi. We both have the same pa, but different mums. She is 23 years old and I would like for ye ta treat her with the upmost respect. She is family by blood. She is not just my family by blood, but also Bobby's. She is his niece. Her mum and Bobby are brother and sister." Everyone nodded their heads at Chibs. I guess they got the message about me.
Chibs started introducing everyone to me one by one. The older dude that looks like he is the leader with a weird looking face is Clay. Tig is the guy who looks like he was five years older than I am. Jax is the blonde haired boy that looked to be about my age. Happy is a bald guy who looks quite scary but is actually a giant teddy bear who likes smiley faces. Kozik is the blonde guy who looked like he wasn't wearing a shirt under the leather cut. Juice is the guy with tattoos on his head. Half Sack is the guy that was on a weird looking motorcycle. Opie is the guy that has a beanie on, and Piney is the old guy with an oxygen tank. Apparently Clay is Jax's stepdad and Piney is Opie's dad. Kozik and Tig have something against each other. Half Sack lost one of his balls in Iraq. Happy is super sweet and Juice is a hacker. Half Sack is also relatively new to the group. Everyone also smokes, which reminded me I hadn't had a cigarette since 5:30 in the morning, and now it's almost 11 at night. At about this time, Unser pulled up and some of the boys sighed.
I pulled Chibs aside and asked him, "What's the deal with this guy anyway? He seems annoyed at everything, and earlier today when he picked me up in Vegas he told me not to act like you."
My brother jerked his head around at me and sort of yell whispered, "He told ye what?!"
I calmly told Chibs, "It is none of his damn business who I act like. If I want to act like you, I fucking will. It is my life to live." Chibs smiled down at me and looked like he was about to say something, but I cut him off and said, "He seemed very concerned about what was happening earlier, in an almost creepy way. I just thought you should know."
Chibs nodded his head at me and yelled, "Tig! Come 'ere!" Tig walked over to us and Chibs looked at him and said, "Watch Reba for a minute. I have to go talk ta Clay about something."
Tig nodded his head at Chibs then turned to me while Chibs walked off and said, "It's going to be okay. I am glad you're here. He needed some blood family to walk into his life. What happened for him to need to talk to Clay right now?"
I looked up at him and noticed how curly his hair really is; it was dark brown with lighter brown undertones, and his eyes were almost as blue as mine, but they had a depth to them that my eyes lacked for the time being. He seemed genuinely concerned. I noticed he smelled like the woods from back home and cigarette smoke with a hint of vodka with leather. Of course he smelled like leather, he drove a motorcycle and wore a leather cut. His hair looked really soft. I felt safe around Tig. I shouldn't, but I did. I felt butterflies at his handsomeness. I was about to tell him what happened when the culprit walked up. I guess Tig could feel me tense at Wayne's eyes on me, because not even a full second later, he stepped slightly up and in front of. At the same time he did that, I slightly stepped back and behind Tig. Not enough for Unser to notice, but enough for me to still feel safe this close to him.
Unser stared at me for a moment longer before Tig said with clenched teeth and narrowed eyes, "Can I help you with something?"
Unser quit staring at me and looked at Tig, put a smile on his face and said, "Nope, just wanted to see if this one got here in one piece." He turned back to me and said, "So you've met SAMCRO? What do you think of them all having been in jail at one point or another; even Bobby and Filip. Oh wait, had they told you their little secret yet?"
The way he said Bobby and Filip made me want to stab this dude in the belly. I put on a sneer and said, "Of course they told me. What you think they wouldn't? My brother and Bobby are amazing. Yeah they went to jail. Who cares? I surely fucking don't. Now thank you for your concern, but I would like to go back to enjoying my first night in Charming with my brother, Bobby and all my new friends. Bye now." Then I turned, grabbed Tig's hand and walked over to the swing set. I sat down and he started pushing me.
He said, "Damn girl. You aren't going to have a problem fitting in around here. Now what happened before Chibs walked off?" I recounted the story to him about Unser and him weirding me out and he said, "Reba, if you ever need to, call me up, and I will come to you as soon as I possibly can. I don't know what Unser's problem is, but he is definitely acting weirder than he used to."
I didn't realize 250 feet away Wayne Unser was watching me and Tig become best friends.