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The office doors open and Gemma rushes into the garage. "What the hell is this?"
Chibs helps Bristol off the table and buckles his pants, as Bristol adjusts herself.
Gemma steps up to Bristol and slaps her. "You damn bitch! I told you stay away!"
Chibs grabs Gemma. "Gemma!"
Gemma gets out of his grip and slaps him. "How can you do this to one of your own brothers!?"
Bristol shoves Gemma away from Chibs. "Don't you lay hands on him!"
Gemma chuckles. "What are you going to do about it? Whore!"
Bristol punches Gemma on her jaw. Gemma falls back, she looks up at Bristol. As she gets back up she wipes off some blood from her lip and winces. "If you wanted to be a crow eater or a sweet butt, you should've never gotten with Juice." She snarls at Bristol. "Get out! I never want to see you any where near this clubhouse again! If you do come back here, I'll personally tell Juice myself!"
"Gemma, you don't have to do that." Chibs tries to reason with her.
"No. It's fine, I'll leave. At least I won't have to see her face again." Bristol turns around. "You should put some ice on that lip of yours." And she walks out the garage.
Bristol walks into the clubhouse and heads towards the bar. She takes a seat on one of the bar stools. "Hi, chucky. Have you seen, Ortiz?"
"Hi, Bristol would you want a cold beer? And I think I seen Juice walk into the chapel with Jax, Tig and Bobby about ten minutes ago."
"Thanks. And yes, I'll take a cold beer please."
Chucky hands her a beer and she takes a sip. She feels a pair of hands on her shoulders and she turns to look who it could be. "Filip. Where's Gemma?"
"She went home, love." Chibs takes a seat next to her and motions Chucky for a beer. "How are ye holding up, love."
She takes a deep breath and pinches the bridge of her nose. "I don't know what I'm doing. One minute I have my life perfectly figured out and then one day... This." She turns to look at Chibs. "What are we doing Filip? What's this thing between us?"
Chibs looks into her eyes and places his hand on the side of her face. "I love you, lass. I'm in love with you. You need to decide what you're going to do. I can't do it for ye. Do you love Juice?"
"I do love him. But... I'm in love with you. I don't want to hurt him. I care about him to much to tell him the truth. It will crush him and I don't want to be responsible for that. I can't tell him. I won't tell him."
Chibs removes his hand from her face and looks at her questionably. "What are ye, trying to say?"
"I'm. I. I'm saying we can't do this anymore. I can't go on like this."
Chibs stands up and stares her down. "Ye just gonna lie to ye heart, then?" Bristol doesn't speak and just looks away from him. "Ye only gonna hurt yourself. One day you're going to regret this, and it'll be to late. If this is what you want, don't bother coming back here." He takes a step away from her and looks back at her. She looks at him, but doesn't stop him. "Don't come around me again!" He snarls at her and walks away.
Bristol let's the tears roll down. "I'm sorry, my love." She whispers to herself.
"Hey. Are you ok, Bristol?" Chucky looks at her.
Bristol quickly wipes her tears away. "Um, I. Um yea I'm ok. Just uh. I have to use the bathroom. Excuse me."
She gets off the bar stool and rushes to the bathroom. She leans against the door and begins to sob.
A few minutes later, she hears knocking at the door. She quickly turns on the water and splashes water on her face.
"Babe? Are you in there?" Juice knocks on the door.
She clears her throat and dries her face. "Um. Yea, baby. I'll be out in just a sec."
After a few seconds, she opens the door and smiles at Juice. "I would like to go home now."
"Sure, babe. Let's go." He takes her hand in his and they begin to walk down the hall. Chibs walks out his dorm room and sees them. He looks into Bristol's eyes.
[Bristol's P.O.V
In that moment my heart began to shatter. I could see the anger brewing in his eyes. I had lost him, and I deserved it. I deserved it, because instead of fighting for our love. I decided to stay with Ortiz, to prevent hurting him. In the end I hurt the one I truly love. I was screaming in the inside hoping that he would say or do something. But he didn't, he didn't because he was right. I had to do it not him. Yet, I still didn't do anything.
A week dragged by and I did whatever I could to stay away from the clubhouse.
I let Ortiz make love to me again, but all I could think of was Filip. I decided in that moment that I would have to prevent it from happening again. How was I going to prevent it? I don't know, but I knew I had to.
A month went by and Ortiz along with the rest of SAMCRO, were going on a 2 day club run. On that same night, just as I thought my life couldn't possibly get any worse.
It did...]
Bristol stares down into the little plus sign. "No. I have to take another one." She looks around her sink and looks at the other 5 pregnancy tests, she's taken. Some with plus signs, some with equal signs, and some with the word pregnant. She opens up a new one and sits back down on the porcelain seat. She puts her head onto her hand. "This can't be happening. What am I going to do?" She stands back up and sets the pregnancy test down on the sink. "Bristol, how could've you let this happen?" She takes a deep breath and looks back down and staring back up at her was, yet again the word pregnant. She leans against the wall and slides down and sits on the floor. She wraps her hands around her knees. "Who could the father be? Ortiz? Telford?" She closes her eyes and rests her head on her arms and knees. Tears start to flow and her body begins to shake. "I'm sorry little one."
*Ring Ring*
Her cell phone begins to ring. She hears it but decides to ignore it. A few minutes later her house phone rings and she let's her answering machine answer.
"Babe? Are you asleep already? Anyways I was just calling to let you know that we made it to Reno. I love you, babe."
Before Juice hangs up she hears Chibs laughter in the background. *Click*
She gets up and walks to her bed and cuddles between her blankets. "I can't let them know." She cries herself to sleep.
Bristol leaned over the cold porcelain toilet, as more bile ripped through her stomach. She placed her head onto her hand and took a deep breath. "How much more of this do I have to indure?"
There's a knock on the rest room door. " are you ok in there?" She hears Daisy, her coworker.
"I'm." She clears her throat. "I'm fine." She gets up and walks over to the sink.
"There's someone out her asking for you."
"I'll be out in a minute." Bristol looks at herself in the mirror. "You look awful, Bristol." She splashes water onto her face and grabs some napkins and dries off. She opens the restroom door and walks out. She smiles when she's Tara standing by the counter, with Thomas on her hip. "Hi, Tara. What brings you here?"
"You don't look so good, Bristol. Is everything ok?" Tara looks at her with concern.
Bristol waves her off. "I'm fine, nothing to worry about. How may I help you?"
"Juice, send me over here to tell you to be ready when he gets home. We are all having dinner at Gemma's." She smirks.
"At Gemma's? Oh, no. I'm not going, and all of SAMCRO is going to be there? I'll take a rain check."
Tara cocks her head. "Why is that? Gemma is the one who insisted for you to go. Are you not getting along with one of the guys?"
Bristol's eyes fill with tears. "Tara. I feel. So alone, can I tell you something and promise me you won't tell ANYONE! Not even Ortiz."
"Of course Bristol, you can count on me. What's wrong?"
Bristol walks Tara to one side of the pharmacy. "Tara. I'm. I'm pregnant."
"Well isn't that a good thing."
Bristol shakes her head and begins to cry. "I slept with Chibs. And I slept with Ortiz in the same week!"
Tara hugs her friend. "No. Don't cry, everything's going to be ok. We'll figure this out together."
Bristol pulls away from Tara. "You'll help me? You don't judge me? Do you?"
Tara smiles sympathetically. "Who am I to judge you? You're my friend, and if there's anything I can do to help. I will do that. Now just breath."
"Gemma knows. She caught me and Filip."
Tara's eyes go wide. "Jesus christ. Ok. Well she don't know about your pregnancy, and by God let's keep it that way."
"Thanks Tara. I didn't know who else to turn to." Bristol wipes her tears.
"How about I tell Juice, that I'll pick you up and you can tell me everything from the beginning."
"Yea, that sounds great."
"Have you talked to Ethan?"
"My brother? No, why?"
Tara smirks "He's become a prospect. Chibs is the one sponsoring him."
Bristol stays quiet for a few seconds. "Ethan, had always wanted to prospect for SAMCRO. I really don't care, it makes no difference to me. He's still my annoying little bratty jerk btother."
They chuckle and say their good byes.
Tara and Bristol pull into Gemma's drive way.
Tara turns to look at Bristol. "Ready to enter the war zone?"
Bristol shrugs her shoulders. "I guess I am. I wonder what Gemma had up her sleeve?"
"There's only one way to find out?"
They both get out of the car and walk into the house.
Juice rushes over to them. "Everyone is seating at the table already." He gives Bristol a quick kiss and takes her hand in his. He walks over to the dinner table.
[Bristol's P.O.V
As we walk into the dining room. I see Tara taking a seat next to Jax who is seating on one end of the table. At the other end is Gemma and on her left side is Filip. Next to him is Sheriff Althea Jarry. I thought nothing of it. To my surprise Ortiz pulled out the chair on Gemma's right side and across from Filip.]
"You can sit there I'll sit across from Althea." Bristol insisted as she looked at Althea and they smiled at each other.
Before Juice could answer, Gemma opens jet mouth. "Non sense. You haven't came around, so I'd thought we'd catch up." She smirks at Bristol as she pats the seat next to her.
'The bitch, planned this or was it Filip or both?' Bristol thought to herself. She smiled at Juice and took a seat.
"Hi, Bristol. How's everything going at the pharmacy?" Althea looks and smiles at her.
Bristol looks back at her. "Everything is great, Althea. How have you been? It's been a while since I last seen you?"
Gemma interrupts them. "You two know each other? And are friends?" She chuckles and looks at Chibs.
Chibs looks away and stares at Bristol.
"What's wrong with that?" Althea looks at Gemma.
Gemma puts her hands up, as to be surrendering. "Nothing." She looks at Bristol and smirks. "Let's eat, shall we?"
Everyone starts passing the different plates of food and stacking up there plates with food. Bristol's stomach starts to twist and turn, and bile threatens to rip through. She puts a hand over her mouth. "Excuse me." She jumps up and runs to the bathroom, just barely making it to the porcelain. She hunches over and empties out the bile.
Juice stands up. "Babe."
Tara quickly gets up. "I'll go check on her." She quickly rushes to the bathroom. She hears Bristol and knocks on the door. "Bristol, you got to pull yourself together. Gemma will suspect something." She tries to whisper to her.
Bristol slowly opens the door. "I know. I'm sorry, but I just couldn't hold it in."
"I understand let's go back, before they send someone to check on us."
They walk back into the dining room and Bristol sits back down.
Gemma turns to look at her and arcs an eyebrow. "Juice, tells me you haven't been fooling good. Stomach virus?"
Bristol turns to look at Juice and shakes her head.
"How long have you been having it?" Althea asks Bristol with concern.
"I'm sure it's nothing. What brings you to the SAMCRO family?"
Chibs begins to clear his throat and drinks some water.
Althea turns to look at him. "Honey are you ok?" She pats his back. She turns to look at Bristol. "Filip and I have been in a on and off again type of relationship for the past 5 months now."
Bristol turns to look at Chibs, and he looks at her. She looks away from him and looks at Juice. "Baby."
Juice turns to look at Bristol. "Remeber what you asked me this morning? Well I thought about it. And yes! Lets move in together!"
Chibs gets up and storms out of there. Bristol turns to look at Gemma and they stare each other down.
