AN: Part 4 is here .. hope you like my story so far;) if you have ideas or suggestions on how the story should continue please make a comment ;)
When the BBQ started all Sons and their familys and only half of the usually croweaters were assembled.
The Prospects were set in charge of the meat and Chucky and Scar of the drinks.
You helped placing the bowls with salat, dips and bread on the table and than went inside to change.
After a short shower and quick styling you took a black pleated skirt, a shorts (you don´t like to wear nothing under a skirt or dress) ,a simple black t-shirt with a little turquoise print and your black boots.
You styled your hair und put on a little make- up- only powder and mascara.
When you passed the bar,Scar gave you a beer and you went outside.
Kozik and your brother were standing near one of the picknick-tables with Juice and the VP.
They looked tensed. Hap and Koz because Juice didn´t find anything. Juice bacause he didn´t and was worried what first would do to him because of that.
"Hay guys. What are ya doing ?" You greeded them.
"Juist talking." Your brother answered.
"About?"
"Nothing."
"Ok. When you don´t want to talk about it I won´t ask." You winked at them and went towards Chips.
All the way you could feel eyes linger on your back.
"Good evening Darlin. You are a fairy in the kitchen, aren´t ya?"
"Thank you. Mom taught me that. She tried to teach Hap as well, but that didn´t worked out as planned. "
You chattet and laught together for some minutes.
"So darling. I don´t know what brought you here this sudden. But if you need any help, besides your brother, you can always come to one of us."
That was one thing you loved about beeing part in the club, everyone was there for everyone.
"Thank you Chibs. So I assume Hap didn´t told you why I am here? "
"He thought you would be mad at him if he does." Opie told you from behind.
"And he is right. But I thought he would has. Perhaps I will tell you guys later. But not this evening. I don´t want to butcher this BBQ. But now let´s party."
You jolt with them and end your beer.
One of the prospects had brought you all a new bottle and you just wanted to take the first draft when you felt your pocket vibrate.
Frowning you took your mobilephone and looked ad the screen.
` Message from Unknown number´
You opened the message and a picture opened.
"JUICE!GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!"You called for the biker.
"AND HURRY UP!"
You handed your beer to one of the other bikers. Suddenly you weren´t thursty anymore.
"What´s wrong?" Chips asked.
You showed him the picture.
It showed you laughing and talking with him and Opie just minutes ago.
Than your phone fibrated again – you got a new picture. It showed the moment you opened the first one.
Just when Juice , Happy and Kozik ( both had heard your scream) had reached you there was another message.
It was taken the mornig befor, during your little chat with Juice.
The text said: "I can see you."
Chips arms layed protective around your shoulders.
When you had shown them the pictures Happy and Kozik imediatly went the way the pictures had been taken from.
Juice took your phone and tried to trail the number.
Opie and the Scot took a stand in front of you to shield you from your stalker and followed you behind the moment you went back inside.
The only thing you were greateful for was the time. The children had been already brought home.
When you reached the bar Scar send you an worried look and Chucky placed a cumple of glasses and a wiskeybottle.
You poured you one and drowned it in one shot.
"You want to talk about it?" Chips asked.
"Mhm... I will tell you the short version: My Ex published pictures of me he took without my knowledge. I don´t have any idea who got these. The only thing I know is that one guy offered me money for porn. And now one creep sends me pictures with the message ´ I can see you´."
You drowned another drink.
Out the corner of your eye you could see how Opie looked at you. His look was full of worry and anger towards your ex.
"Juice. Tell me you tracked this bastard." The VP barked towards the young biker.
"Nothing. Whoever did this is good. Shit. sorry Mili". He threw a glass at the wall behind the bar.
When your brother and Kozik entered the clubhouse they looked angry and pissed.
"Nothing?" You asked knowing.
The only answer you got was an growl.
"Great- That means I am not allowed to leave the clubhouse or garage. Am I right?"
"It´s for your own safety."
You just frowned and turned around.
"What do you think where are you going?" Happy asked angryly.
"Into your dorm. I don´t want to party any more I am going to sleep. Join me or do what ever you want. I am leaving. Sleep well "
And with that you were gone.
Why me ? Was the last thing that went threw your head.
It was early in the morning when Happy left the bar and went towards his dorm.
He had spend the last few hours drowning his anger- his best friend always by his side.
"Don´t do that. Nothing of this is your fault. Mili ´s ex is the source of this. And we will find him.
But first go into your dorm and ceep your sister company. Perhaps she doesn´t shows it, but she is worried as hell and afraid. You know as good as I that she can handle if someone attacs her, but this is a whole new and different situation."
He nodded and ended his beer.
"When I get my hands on that bastard there will nothing be left to hide." Was the last thing the killer said.
Slowly he made his way towards his dorm were you were sleeping.
He thougth of the past with you:
The first time you met were when you were just one year old. He had mowed the lawn at your parents house to earn some money, you sat on an blanket in the shadow of a tree and surveyed him with big eyes.
Than there was the day your parents were killed by the robber and his mother had get you already had the name of an bad boy and not less were afraid of him. But when he had hugged you to calm you down that evening, you just smiled at him and felt asleep against his shoulder.
That was the moment he had made an oath to himself to never ever let you become harmed again.
He didn´t know why, but he had the urge to protect you, he felt responsilble for you.
When you were fifteen you didn´t came home after school and your adoptive mother was worried. It was raining cats and dogs outside and the air was chilling.
Happy later found you on an swing in an park, one hour march away from your home. That was although the first time you had met Kozik.
They were already full patched members of the tacoman charter of the Sons.
That was the reason why your brother wasn´t at home as often as he used to be. You weren´t angry with him. Just sad and disappointed.
You had felt left alone and when he embraced you in his strong arms and you were able to smell his scend there was nothing you could do but smile. Everything your classmates had said was gone. Some girls and boys had made fun of you in school. They had called you names for weeks now, you just ignored them as good as possible, but that day they laughed about the fact that your parents were dead.
From that day on he called you everyday and had even described you the way towards the Samtac clubhouse in case you needed help. Kozik had given you the number to every phone he owned so you can call him at all time.
And that kind off was the case only two month later.
The school year was almost over and the big summer holydays had arrived. The group of classmates who had picked on you over the last couple of months had stolen some of your clothes after P.E and when you came back after shower the only thing you had to wear was a oversized t-shirt of your brother and a pantie they hadn´t found.
It was impossible to call Happy or Kozik becaus your phone had just broke down.
So you had two choices: 1st – take the thirty minute walk home OR 2nd go ten minutes and reach the clubhouse of your brothers M.C, seek refuge and get something to dress.
The choise was an easy one.
Eight minutes later you made your way through the gates of the garage the charter owned and your brother worked at.
Kozik and him were working on their bikes when they spotted you at the entrance.
There was no word for the anger Happy felt when he had seen his little sister, standing there in nothing more than a t-shirt and barefoot, in front of him with tear marks on her cheaks.
He had taken you towards the room he called his own, in the back of the clubhouse and gave you something to change.
The odd pair owned some looks by the other bikers, but Kozik asured them there was no reason to mistrust her: she was Haps sister and with that family.
The moment you had told him was happened you could see the anger raise in his eyes even more.
It was an friday so there would be an BBQ in the evening and Kozik persuaded Happy that it would do you good to be part of it and to introduce you to his second family.
So he had called your mother and you were allowed to stay, under the permission that he would bring you home befor midnight.
The evening was fun and you became friends with many of the bikers and even some of the croweaters.
From that day on you spend most of your afternoons after school at the clubhouse, doing homework and helping some of the old ladys inside.
Some of the guys thought you have to be able to defend yourself and so they started to teach you. You were a natural and soon were able to kick some ass.
There was a party the other night and you had been helping at the bar during the party. One Croweater was hitting on your brother and Kozik. She was relatively new and didn´t seem to know who you were. Because when she wanted to fetch a drink for her and the boys she had called you namens. You told her to apologise but she just took the drink in front of her and splashed it in your face. That was when you snapped. You used everything the bikers had shown you and moments later the bitch layed on the floor with you on top smashing her face with the glas she had spilled on you. It shattered and cut her face.
It took your brother and Kozik to get you off her- that was the moment you earned your role as Happys Old Lady.
You classmates soon had stoped to make fun of you.
The reason could be that you were brought and fetched by either your brother, Kozik or one of the prospects. And none would be so stupid to start trouble with the outlaws.
Or that there were ´rumors´ that you had cut someones face open.
Since that day there was no day you didn´t smiled at your brother.
It had broken his heart to leave you behind when he had patched over to Samcro. But he had made sure you were save or ad least he had thought he had.
Happy got rid of his trousers and shirt and layed down next to you. He kissed your forhead a goodnight and put his arm around you like he did when you were younger.
Only moments later both of you were asleep.