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Chapter Six

"Disowned you?" Gemma's surprised voice echoed in the office. The silence was hard, Trinity felt as though she was going to say something and then kick her out not wanting to deal with a girl like her. Trinity waited for the talk she was sure Gemma would give her. In her eyes, Gemma was like any parent who didn't like the fact that their kids got in trouble and would be the same as her own mother.

Oh how wrong she was.

"Why the hell would she disown you?" That question startled Trinity. She was assuming things about Gemma because she didn't know about her life or her in general.

"She...She couldn't handle me talking about her new husband." Trinity spat the word out, any phrase having to do with Ivan had anger. She despised him so much it hurt. He had made her miserable and he would do the same to her mother and his own goddamn child.

Gemma's face fell. "She choose him over you?" It was that obvious with all the anger Trinity was putting out there. She could see Trinity's eyes narrow at the floor as if trying to create a hole in the ground. She could see the way Trinity tensed up as they talked. That gave her away.

"Yes...she disowned me in a diner." She answered, placing her hands on the desk. "She doesn't want me back home. I...I got no where to stay and all I have are the clothes on my back. She didn't even give me enough money. I...I had to steal something to eat." She was rambling because once she started, she didn't seem to be able to stop. Trinity had been waiting for so long to tell someone what was going on in her life but nobody would listen to her. It was like her life didn't matter anymore. "She fucking left me for some stupid fucker who beats the shut out of her."

Gemma still couldn't believe the anger coming from Trinity. On the outside she seemed like a quiet girl but on the inside was a raging girl who, if let out with no leash, would release havoc on the person responsible for her anguish. Then she started to chuckle and Gemma was worried the girl might be crazy, "He tried to control me like he does with my mother." There was a smirk on her face. "He thinks punches and bruises and scars scare me. He was dead wrong."

"So he's the one who you assaulted?" Gemma let the question blurt out before she could grab hold of it. Trinity narrowed her eyes at Gemma. How the fuck did she know? Slowly Trinity stood from her seat, wary of the woman who had been kind...almost too kind. Still, she was mistaking Gemma's kindness as something else.

"How the fuck did you know about that charge?" She nearly growled out the question at Gemma though she didn't seem affected by it.

"Answer me. Was he the one you assaulted?" Gemma wasn't going to let her slip away so easily. The girl had caught her curiosity.

"You answer me and then I'll fucking answer you." Trinity replied stepping closer to the door which each carefully planned step. Gemma could see her trying to leave so it was really pointless. Gemma stood up, bracing her hands on the desk. She didn't like the tone Trinity was giving her. She was given respect by everyone even the kid.

"Listen to me Trinity." Gemma started walking closer to the girl. Trinity backed up against the door, her hand on the doorknob ready to yank it open and leave. "In this town, you give respect to me. I don't take shit from anyone and you best learn that now, got it?" She opened the door only to have Gemma put her hand on the door and lean on it causing the door to close. Gemma wasn't going to let her leave without answers.

"Yeah." She said with a strained voice. "I got it."

"Good." Gemma smiled, getting off the door. "Did you assault him because he hit you?"

Trinity nodded. "He tried to get me to clean up the mess him and his friends made after they're game of poker. I told him no, he grabbed me and pushed me up against the table. Edge stabbed right into my side. Hurt like a bitch too." Gemma listened as she talked, taking in every detail. "He started to punch and I blocked the best I could. I then...just got so...angry and I grabbed one of the bottles and started to beat him with it. He filed charges, as you know, and I got sentenced to Anger Management and Community Service. I didn't get jail time 'cause of my Mom."

Deep down, Gemma knew the girl was capable of doing almost anything if she got too angry. That was both a gift and a curse. It was like the kid had two different personalities that switched sides when forced into a difficult situation. "Minor in possession of Alcohol, care to explain that one?"

Trinity grinned sheepishly as she remembered the incident. "Funny story actually. See, I wasn't the one to actually know I was drinking alcohol until Ivan, my mother's husband, called the cops on me and gave them this completely bullshit story about me being drunk. I was too stupid to defend myself so I was charged for that. Again, no jail time but community service. That fucker tricked me but I was stupid for thinking he could be a nice guy."

"Hell kid you fit right in." Trinity didn't understand what Gemma had meant then. Charming was still an odd place to live in. "Do you got a place to stay at all?"

Trinity sadly shook her head. "Nope."

"I'll see what I can do for ya. In the meantime, help me with the filing." Gemma told her, sitting in her seat. Trinity didn't complain at the request at least she got to do something instead of spending the day wandering the streets all day and night.

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"I need you to go give this to one of the mechanics. Tell him its a tow." Gemma handed her a piece of paper with words scribbled on it. Trinity just looked at the paper and then at Gemma confused. She was making her be the message lady? Now that was so unfair. Trinity sighed loudly irritably but did as Gemma said. She left the office heading towards one of the stations where a mechanic was. Some of them were talking, others working.

"Excuse me." She said, being polite again. The man turned around wiping off oil from his hands. She gasped when she saw him. He was one of the men from the diner, one of the men who witnessed her embarrassment.

Jax had been trying to fix the engine of the car for a while now when the girl had spoken to him. He smirked at her, remembering when she spoke to Happy. She had guts, others would have cowered at the look he gave them but she didn't. She wasn't from Charming, that much was possible to see. "Yes Darlin'?"

Trinity couldn't help but smile at what he called her, no doubt he called all the woman that. "Gemma said to give this to one of the mechanics. Its for a tow." She handed him the paper feeling very uncomfortable around him.

"Half-sack!" She held in the laugh wanting to come out. "Same here." He said to her, smiling.

A younger man jogged to them, his red hair moving as he moved. He wore a cut, much like the other was wearing only his had Prospect right in the front. "Yeah Jax?" She finally learned the handsome blonde man's name, well nickname. "Tow." Jax handed Half-Sack the note, waving him off. She watched Half-Sack head for the tow truck just across the area, moving slowly away from Jax.

"Be strong kid." She looked at Jax, taking in his soft expression towards her. "Be strong."

She knew he was talking about what he had over heard. "I will." She told him, walking back towards Gemma's office.

Things weren't so bad.

Happy real soon people.