Dasha tied her hair back into a messy ponytail as she climbed over her boyfriend's sleeping form to grab his ringing phone. "Hello." She answered quietly.
"I need Happy."
"Jax?" She yawned. "Alright, I'll wake him up." She shook him awake, earning a death glare and grip to her wrist. "It's Jax."
Happy nodded and took the phone. "Yeah?"
Dasha rolled her eyes and left the room, her cravings working over time as she walked into the kitchen. "Did you even sleep?" She looked at the blonde who was sitting at the kitchen table.
"Yeah, a little bit." Ellie blinked over at Dasha.
"You need more sleep, you're sleeping for two now Ellie." Dasha set a chocolate milk in front of the teenager. "I'm going to talk to him... I have to."
Ellie nodded. "I know, I know you do but it's going to ruin him and so much more. My dad will kick me out!"
"You can stay here, Hap won't care too much." The brunette took a sip of her chocolate milk and smiled. "I know it's a bad situation but you have to grow up and live with it. Same with Phoenix."
"What about Phoenix?" Happy wrapped his arms around Dasha's waist and buried his face in her neck. "What did my idiot do now?"
"Um." Dasha looked at Ellie before turning to face her boyfriend. "He knocked up Ellie, when she told him, he told her to get rid of it, basically broke up with her."
Happy dropped his arms, straightening out to his full height. "You have to be fucking with me right now Dasha! You know, that kid has like two other girls who are pregnant by him... He ain't the smartest dude."
"What?" Ellie looked at her uncle. "He got other girls pregnant?"
"Yeah." He rubbed his head. "I thought I told you to stay away from him when he started prospecting years ago?"
Ellie frowned. "You did..."
"I swear, none of you ever listen to me. At all." Happy kissed Dasha's forehead before looking at Ellie. "I'll get him here, nothing more I hate than a man who doesn't man up in situations like this."
"I wanted to rough him up." Dasha smirked at her man. "I can handle it."
"Nah, you're stuck here babe." Happy kissed her Lowman tattoo softly. "Relax, I have this shit under control." He held the back of her head and pressed another kiss to her lips before looking at Ellie. "Make sure she takes it easy, got it Ellie?"
"Yeah, Uncle Hap, I got it." She smiled at the man and watched him shrug into his cut and leave out the house. "I can't believe Phoenix, two other girls."
"He won't make it out of the ring without a good ass beating." Dasha sat at the table and grabbed Ellie's hands. "I'll be there with you, when you tell your dad though babygirl."
The blonde nodded. "You think he told the others to get rid of theirs?"
"Probably, next time, listen to Happy. He's a really good judge of character El, he'd never just tell you to stay away from someone for shits and giggles." Dasha finished off her chocolate milk before tossing the empty bottle into the garbage. "You wanna look online at baby furniture with me?"
"Not really, I just want to sleep, if that's okay." The blonde stood up from her seat. "Please?"
"Go ahead." The brunette tapped her knuckles against the table and watched the young girl pad back towards the guest room. "Christ." She closed her eyes and rubbed her stomach as she exhaled.
SOA
"Dad!" Dasha wrapped her arms around her dad's waist. "Can we talk about some shit right now? It's serious."
"Yeah." Kozik nodded and swayed him and Dasha back and forth. "What's up Dasha Nicole?"
"First off, that's not my name." The brunette sat on the hood of her dad's truck. "It's about you and Delilah, I don't want you guys as neighbors, she's so damn intrusive. It's fucking weird and I don't like it... Like cool if you put up with it but if you guys move in that house, I will move and not tell you where I go. If I wanted to be close to you, I wouldn't have moved out and into a home with Happy."
"We're not moving in that house." Kozik rubbed his chin. "I talked to Delilah about it, she's sort of psycho... I don't know what that says about me."
"You're a crazy chick magnet dad!" Dasha scoffed. "I just don't want to be so close to parents, like I'm grown, I'm about to be a mom, I just need my space and shit."
The biker nodded slowly. "I get it Dasha, I really do." He kissed her forehead. "You aren't naming your kid anything weird right?"
"Normal names only." She shrugged. "I'll let you throw out your suggestion right now."
"If it's a boy, Emmett and Emilia for a girl." He smiled.
"I like those." Dasha smirked. "Emilia, Emmy, Em... I want a girl so damn bad, I can't see me with a boy anymore."
"You're getting a son." Kozik chuckled. "I wanted a boy, bad... It never stuck though."
The brown haired woman smiled. "Yeah, mom told me once. You guys tried for a boy, she couldn't carry the baby to term because of all her medications. She would get in weird moods, where she'd worry about me, so she'd talk about shit for hours about how she never wanted me to know the heartbreak of losing a child."
"I didn't know that." He sighed. "She ever tell you guys about her life before me? Before you and your sister?"
"No, not really. She would tell me not to date a man like you." Dasha frowned. "You were an abusive asshole, what made you change?"
"This little ass annoying brat named Dasha, walking in on me smacking your mom... You don't remember? You grabbed my arm and bit the shit out of me, I smacked you instead... Had a week long bender." Kozik rubbed his face.
"I remember you smacking me a few different occasions." She shook her head. "You never smacked Malia around, is it because she's a pretty blonde haired, blue eyed daddy's girl?"
"No, I don't know." He looked at her. "You just handled it all better. It seemed like you could get through anything and everything tossed your way."
Dasha smiled. "Yeah, we see how well I handle shit now."
Kozik pulled her into a hug. "I'm sorry baby girl, you know I am."
"Yeah I do." She nodded. "Will you be honest with me right now? How bad is this whole war with the Mayans? Happy wants to keep me in the dark, but sometimes he comes home and I just have to keep quiet while I wash his blood soaked clothes."
"Pretty damn bad and bloody, this is the worst we've seen it since the early 90s." He frowned. "It'll get better, we're trying to have a sit down with Marcus, call some type of truce."
"Alright." She combed her hair with her fingers. "I just don't want shit threatening to rip our family apart, we're doing a good job staying together but if it gets worse, we'll love Malia and Esai dad, I don't think I'd be able to handle that shit."
"Relax, quit stressing about it. We got it under control D." He tugged on her long hair. "I have to head out, this talk was good though. I love you." He kissed the top of her head.
"I love you too dad." She smiled and moved away from his truck. "Text when you get to the clubhouse."
SOA
Happy pushed the young man inside of his house, his anger surging through him as he did so. He couldn't believe the young man he had sponsored had fucked up so royally. "You gotta a lot of shit to explain to me kid... You better make it good... I'm not above using my torture methods on you."
"What are you talking about man!?" Phoenix looked at the angry man as he sat down on the kitchen chair.
"You got little Winston knocked up! You didn't think I'd find that shit out?" He growled as he set his cut and flannel on the counter. "That's my niece, swore I told you to stay away from her, you trying to catch a criminal case? The guys don't think to highly of men who abuse women, children. She's a fucking kid!"
"She's of legal consenting age!" Phoenix yelled back, earning him a hard punch to the jaw. "I gave her the cash to take care of it!"
Happy frowned. "She's keeping the kid! She's scared to death, you call yourself a man but won't man the fuck up and hold your woman down!"
"I don't want to be with her forever! It was just supposed to be a fun relationship!" The young man shouted back. "I already got two kids on the way man, I can't have a third."
"You should have none." Happy pulled his shirt off, leaving him in a white wife beater. "You're going to stand next to her, when she tells Ope, you're then going to be a fucking man and take whatever punishment he has for you knocking up his teenaged daughter. If you're lucky, which you better start praying you are, I won't beat your ass when Opie is done."
"Hap-." Dasha paused as she walked in on the scene in her kitchen. "I will leave you two alone."
"Nah." Happy grabbed his lady, positioning her in front of Phoenix. "You want to let him have it still babe?"
The brunette nodded. "How the fuck dare you get my little sister pregnant then toss cash at her to make the issue go away! What type of lowlife man are you!? Huh!? You think your mom would be proud of the man you are today?"
Phoenix stared at the beauty and shook his head 'no'. "I'm sorry alright! I fucked up and freaked out! I cheated on her, then she told me she was pregnant and I just pushed her away!"
"I'm done here." She turned her back towards the young man. "He cares, he's just stupid as fuck about it. He'll come around, just grill him about the other two bitches."
Happy nodded, pressing a kiss to his woman's temple. "You need a snack or something?"
"Just bring me chips, when you're done here... I'm going to check on Ellie." Dasha squeezed his arm before walking out of the kitchen.
The biker nodded. "Let's have some fun now..." Happy pulled his knife from its sheath, twisting it over in his hands, a wicked smirk on his face as he moved towards Phoenix.
"No, no." Phoenix moved back quickly, sending his chair crashing backwards, his head hitting the floor.
Happy rolled his eyes. "Ain't gonna cut you kid... Just be honest with me and I will have no need to." He pulled the young man up by the front of his cut. "Let's keep it completely honest." He brandished his knife once more as Phoenix nodded and sat back down.
SOA
Happy slipped into the bedroom he shared with Dasha, slipping out of his jeans and ruined tank top, he tossed the bag of chips to her. "You should be asleep Dasha." He crawled onto the bed, his head resting on her left thigh as he draped her right leg over his shoulder.
"I had cravings." Dasha pulled the bag of chips opened and smelled them. "Sour cream and onion, how'd you know?"
"I pay attention to my lady." He traced the outline of her Star Wars tattoo. "Eat then get some sleep... Take your own advice."
"I'm going to sleep." She rubbed the top of his head and smiled. "I want to just finish some chips, then I'll sleep. I promise you that, my love."
"Alright Dasha." He rubbed her legs softly. "You need me to stay up with you?"
"Only if you want to." She set the bag of chips on the pillow next to her. "I am fine being up alone though."
"I'll stay up with you." He let out a raspy yawn. "You'll probably fall asleep before me anyways." He pulled the blanket over them, closing his eyes, he let his troubles slip away as he listened to Dasha crunch away.
Let me know what you thought... Not sure if I should keep going with this, or take it down and call it a day like I did with Aftershock. So, let me know if you're still enjoying this story or not.
