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*WARNING-Language and sexual scenarios
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Chapter 9 -
Angel's POV
"Sure Gem, I'll be there in a few minutes," Angel spoke into her phone while watching the silver SUV roll by her apartment for the second time that day. It had been three weeks since her run in with Kohn, and since then she had seen the SUV lurking around the corner many times but hadn't seen the man behind the wheel since he had her cornered in the office of Teller-Morrow.
She had told Gemma about Kohn a few days ago which made the matriarch livid, "I left you alone with that sick fuck!" Angel had to do some damage control, assuring Gemma that she had everything under control and that she was sure that her "number one fan" wouldn't be a problem.
She had made Gemma promise not to tell Jax, had convinced her that he had enough to worry about while he was behind bars and bothering him with the issue of Kohn wasn't neccissary. At least not yet, she would be sure to fill him in at the end of the month when he came home.
Her belly fluttered with butterflies, it had been four long months since he had been gone and she missed him more and more every day. Just knowing there were only a few short weeks left until she could feel him pressed against her again left her body aching. She signed heavily before checking her reflection in the mirror.
Daisy Dukes, her favorite pair of black uggs, and a loose-fitting grey boyfriend tee with a light pink sleeveless cami were her choice for comfort today. Tucking a loose tendril of blonde hair behind her ear she grabbed her keys and headed out the front door into the California sunshine.
She saw Gemma fluttering around the office as she approached the open doorway, "something up Gem?" "Oh honey, no," Gemma came to a stop and pursed her lips, "I think I just miss-filed some things," Angel couldn't help but laugh a little, "what are we gonna do with you?" she replied while snuffing out her cigarette.
"Tell me what file your missing and I'll help you look." Gemma sighed, "your file actually," she held up a small card, "this is the copy of your social we needed and I was gonna add it to your file." Angel cocked an eyebrow, "I thought you kept my personal file in your safe?"
"Oh, yeah," Gemma lit a cigarette, "I thought that's where it was but I couldn't find it." Angel nodded, "It has to be around here somewhere. We'll find it, but uh…yep, what kinda day are we looking at?" She pushed the creepy feeling that she knew who had her file to the side and decided to take the day head on.
Angel was deep in thought as she put the office back together after Gemma had torn it apart looking for the missing file. She couldn't tear her mind away from her gorgeous blonde biker badass. She missed him beyond words and hadn't heard his voice in so long.
"You alright baby?" Gemma startled Angel back to the office. "Shit, yeah. What time is it?" Angel glanced at the clock as Gemma answered, "After eight, everybody else went home or to the bar, so I'm gonna head out too. You need anything?" "No, I'm good. Thanks," Angel smiled warily, she hadn't even realized how late it had gotten.
After hugging Gemma, Angel went back to filing the last bit of paperwork before heading out to her civic. She stumbled a little as she saw the blinding white of headlights pull into the parking lot of Teller-Morrow as she lifted her arm to block the light from her eyes. As she caught a glimpse of the vehicle her heart dropped, it was a silver SUV.
She swallowed hard as Josh Kohn launched him-self from the driver's seat and made his way towards her. "We're closed," she called out knowing that he wasn't here to get his car checked out. His crooked smile made her blood run cold. "You've been avoiding me Angel, I know you see me watching you," he replied without acknowledging her earlier statement.
Angel could see the hint of crazy in his eyes, why hadn't she taken Gemma up on her offer and allow a prospect to saddle along with her? "What do you want Mr. Kohn?" she asked nonchalantly. "My fucking name is Josh!" He screamed out while quickly closing the distance between them.
Angel stumbled back-wards, his outburst had certainly shocked her. He caught her by the hair before she could get to far and pulled her close to him, "why have you been avoiding me baby?" he asked her softly. Angel could feel her heart pounding against her chest, this wasn't going to end good.
He tightened the grip in her hair, "why!?" Angel cried out in pain as she was sure her neck was going to snap at any second from the awkward angle Kohn was pulling it, "S-S-Sorry," she stuttered. His demure softened instantly as he loosened his grip on her and smiled, "Your hair is so soft," his nose flexed, "and it smells so good."
Angel could see his eyes glaze over, she knew what came next. She squeezed her eyes shut as he smashed his face to hers, his lips pressed against her. She could smell the booze he had no doubt been consuming and could feel the vile rising in her throat, he tightened his grip on her as he nibbled her bottom lip.
Angel fought back the tears threatening to spill over, all of her years in porn had taught her how to control her distaste for most men but she had never been forced upon like this. Some man she hardly knew shoving his tongue down her throat, she gagged against his mouth.
He pulled back abruptly, "I know you like it Angel, I've watched you fuck…I can tell." She didn't reply, she had enough as she spit in his face. There was no way that Angel Delaney was going down without a fight. "Number one fan" or not, Josh Kohn had crossed a major line and she'd be sure he would pay…not before she would pay for spitting at him though.
Angel felt the concrete beneath her sting her skin as Kohn pushed her down, just then she heard the rumble of a motorcycle. "This isn't over," he yelled over his shoulder as he hopped in his truck and quickly sped away. She watched as the prospect Kip, half-sack, cruised into the parking lot, she was still on the ground.
She stood quickly and brushed her-self off as Kip rushed to her side, "what the fuck Angel? Who was that?" Angel took a deep breath, "Josh Kohn, the guy Gemma told you guys about." She watched half-sack glance towards the road, "bet I can catch him." Angel stuck her hand on his arm, "don't waste your time, I'm fine."
He nodded, "alright, I just came back cuz I forgot my cut, good thing huh?" Angel finally really looked at him and realized he was missing the leather vest that distinguished the Sons of Anarchy from normal everyday citizens of Charming. She nodded, "yeah, good thing for me. Better not let the boys catch you leaving that lay around tho."
He smiled a little before heading towards the garage, Angel watched him go. She was still shaking a little as she climbed into her car and brought it to life. She would have to be more careful, she couldn't bring Kohn to the cops…not even Unser.
The last thing she needed was to be the cause of the police digging into club business. Swallowing her fear she took off in the direction of her apartment, absent-mindedly she began to drive. She passed her apartment, the windows were all dark and something told her that she didn't want to be swallowed by that darkness tonight.
She re-routed and before she knew it she was pulling into Gemma's driveway, Jax's home still too aside from the clubhouse where he spent 90% of his time anyways. She saw the glow coming from the front window and felt her-self relax. She didn't want to be alone right now.
Gemma had invited her inside the moment she had opened the door, pouring her a cup of coffee as soon as they had settled into the over-sized chairs adorning the Morrow dining room. Angel had wasted no time in launching into her story of how Kohn had attacked her in the parking lot of the auto shop, not sparing any details.
Once she finished speaking she waited for Gemma to respond, she didn't have to wait long, "you're staying here until that sick fuck is caught." "No, I can't do that Gem," Angel took a drag off her smoke as Gemma interrupted, "bullshit, I wasn't giving you the option baby. My son would have my head if he knew I let you out on your own with that bastard running loose."
Angel couldn't argue with that logic, "fine, but listen, we can't go to the cops with this. The last thing we need are the feds digging into club business." Gemma nodded knowingly, "alright, but we gotta tell Jackson." "I will, promise," Angel took another hit of her cigarette as Gemma pulled out something a little stronger, "how about something to calm you nerves?" she said while sparking up the joint.
They sat discussing how and when they were going to let the Prince know of his Princess's run in with the sick and twisted likes of one Mr. Josh Kohn. Angel convinced Gemma it would be best if she told Jax after he got released in a few weeks, but for now she just wanted to go to bed. The joint that her and Gemma had shared was having a sleepy effect on her.
"You can sleep in Jackson's bedroom, he won't mind," Gemma spoke matter of fact as she led Angel up the stairs, "he's got some clothes in the dressers, most of his shit is at the clubhouse now tho. You can probably find something to sleep in tho." Gemma kissed her on the forehead before directing her inside a small room located to the left of the bathroom, "goodnight baby."
Angel smiled warmly, "night Gem, and thanks." She watched as the door closed and she was left to her own devices, she looked around. She had only been in this room once before, and it was only momentarily. It was after Jax had "taken care" of Braxton for her and he had wanted to let her know in private.
Nothing had changed tho, the posters of the half-naked women were still scattered over the walls and the same flannel blanket was spread across the full size bed. She walked aimlessly to the desk in the corner, she picked up a framed picture and couldn't help but grin at the young Jax with his arm slung around the shoulders of his younger brother, Thomas.
Placing the picture back down she made her way to the dresser located next to the desk, inside she found a pair of sweats and an old ratty SAMCRO tee. Slipping both on she hugged her-self, this was the closest she had felt to Jax in months. She could even smell the faint aroma of his cologne, emanating from the bottle sitting next to the bed on the table.
She forgot about her days events, all she knew was that she was tired and that she missed her love so much that it hurt. Snuggling down under Jax's thick flannel blanket she fell asleep, dreaming of the reunion she couldn't wait for in a few weeks. She was oblivious to the events happening across town, in the darkness of her apartment…
…He sat alone in the dark, a pair of her panties from the hamper clamped in one fist and a file of her personal information in the other. She wasn't coming home and he knew that now. Sniffing the contents in his hands once more he shook with glee, he'd wait as long as it took. He came to far, that little tease.
Playing with her-self on video for the world to see but denying him when it was obvious she had always been staring right at him in her movies. They were connected like that, he knew that she could see past the lens and into his soul…he knew she wanted him, and he wouldn't stop until he claimed her.
