July 1, 2008
Juice paced the living room of his home, he had texted and invited Bri over but had never received a response back. He wanted more one on one time before he sprung the big date idea he had for them, he just hoped she would turn up at his place. He stopped his pacing as the doorbell rang, his heart jumped into his throat as his hands grew clammy. He opened the door, smiling. "Hey."
"Hello." Bri smiled back. "I would have called, my phone died when I was replying to you, sorry 'bout it."
"It's okay." He slid to the side and let the brunette walk in. His eyes taking in the way her skirt hugged all her curves. "I wanted to talk, hang out, maybe talk about the date."
"Cool." She sat on the black leather sofa. "Excuse me if I smell funny, I had a rough day at work, this woman popped an implant on me."
"Her actual implant?" Juice sat down next to her, pulling her legs onto his lap.
"No, one of the sample ones that sit on my desk, stabbed it with a pocket knife." Bri laughed. "It's just been a terrible ass past week for me."
"Tell me about it, it's time for a recap." He smiled as she did. "Like old times."
"Let's see, besides the bullshit in Malibu, there was bullshit again at Jacey's... Then, there's family issues, that I don't even want to get into right now because it'll piss me off, at work, I'm being treated like a secretary, the only time I get called on to do something important is when Dr Banks asks for me." She shook her head. "I just want good shit to start happening so I have a reason other than Jacey to stay here."
"You and Happy will patch shit up eventually." Juice rubbed her legs aimlessly. "What happened to optimistic Brianna? You never used to be doom and gloom before..."
"I have no soul." She frowned. "I don't know about that, I just wanted to be friends with him because he's basically Jacey's world. Like, I just wanted to have a friendship with him like I had with Esai but it's not going to be like that ever... Like what would him and I even bond over at this point?"
"You have a soul, you're dramatic as hell." He scoffed. "Bond over your love for Jacey or some shit."
"I don't even want to be his friend at all anymore... He believes me to be a waste of space, he thinks I have a rancid pussy and it wasn't good enough for you or Daniela." She shrugged and combed her fingers through her hair. "I just honestly hate that he knows so much about me... It's like a terrible ass feeling to have him throw my past at me like that..."
"Damn, I'm sorry." He wiped the tears from her cheeks. "You didn't cry in front of him right?"
"Nope." She laughed and shook her head. "The love of my best friend's life hates me... What is life right now? I sometimes wish I wouldn't have even dropped everything to come back here."
"It'll improve Brianna, relax." He kissed the tip of her nose. "Why do you wish that though?"
"Because, it's painful... You ever have your heart ripped out? It fucking sucks so bad, especially to have it happen twice... No one was really there for me either time... Not even Jacey, yet the moment she left that upset voicemail, I dropped everything to be here with her,she needed me, so I came." Bri sighed. "I just wish I could run from all the bad shit forever."
"Gotta face it head on sometimes to get that closer. You can only run so much before you get tired and want a stable home and family, believe me when I say that." Juice hugged the brunette tightly. "It'll all pass, I promise you that."
She nodded. "Do you have a shirt I can wear? I just got new ink and my clothes are bugging it."
"Sure." He slid from the sofa and walked back into his room, grabbing the first clean shirt he saw from the closet. "Here." He handed it to her, watching as she disrobed and slipped his shirt on.
"It barely fits." She shook her head and sat back on the sofa. "You're gonna have to upgrade from a small-medium to a damn large at least."
"Do you get ink every time you go through some shit?" He looked at her arms trying to figure out where the new piece was.
"Yeah." She nodded and lifted the shirt for him to see. "You ready for the meaning behind the skull and snake on my back?"
"Yeah but first what's with them on your side with that sick ass dagger?" He smiled and sat down next to her, her legs once again on his lap.
"I have to tell you about my back, then it'll all end with the piece on my side." She nodded. "You ready for it?"
Juice nodded slowly. "Yes, but why are you telling me now?"
"Because I want everything to be out in the open." She smiled small. "So, you know everything beforehand. You can make a decision on it."
"Alright, you're making me nervous now Bri." He rubbed his head. "Lay it all on me."
"My dad forced me to marry a man almost three times my age when I was nineteen. The marriage was abusive, only ended because he died. So technically I'm a widow, in the process of him dying, I inherited his branch of the Bratva." She rolled her eyes. "The tattoo on my back, it marked me as belonging to him... That is something I cry thinking about."
"Wow." Juice stared at her, not entirely knowing what to say to her at all. "That, that sucks."
"It does." She shrugged. "I guess, it kind of made me stronger. The tattoo on my side, it signals the end of his era, which is the snake, it is the birth of my era, the skull."
"I don't feel any different towards you, I still want to take you out." He kissed her lips gently. "Still perfect as ever Brianna..." He hugged the brunette tightly and smiled before telling her about their date.
July 2, 2008
Bri shook her head as Juice opened her door for her. Her grey eyes scanning the neon lights of the building as she praised herself for wearing a comfortable pair of jeans. "I can't believe roller skating is our first date."
"It's fun." Juice smirked as he eagerly led her into the building. "It'll be fun, plus I remember watching you ice skate for hours in the tenth grade."
"That was fun, I got to wear my favorite fur shrug." She looked at all the people inside the rink. "So many people, so many chances to make a damn fool of myself."
"I'll be right at your side." He pulled her to the counter. "Size 11 and size 7." He smiled and handed the young woman behind the counter the cash. "We'll get a locker, put your stuff in it."
"I left everything in the car except my phone and some cash." The brunette sat on the bench and quickly removed her sneakers before pulling on the roller skates. "I hope this is like riding a bike." She tightened the laces of the skates and watched the man next to her do the same.
Juice stood up and held out his hands for his date. "Let's find out." He moved carefully towards the opening of the rink and paused. "You think the little girls in the tutus will help us out if we fail at this?"
"Nope! Those are the mean girls." Bri laughed as she rolled onto the shiny surface. "I am going to skate laps around them." She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her, biting back laughter as he put his arms to the side to steady himself.
"I'm good at this." He said as he fell backwards, earning laughter from passing skaters. "So judgmental."
"I told you, those are mean girls." The brunette pulled the man back to a standing position. "Keep ahold of my hand and you'll be good, I'll make you look good babe."
"I trust you." Juice gripped her hand and let her pull him slowly. "I'll just mimic you." He smirked and started to slowly move his legs.
"This is fun." Bri turned backwards and looked at him. "It's exactly like riding a bike!"
"You look good." Juice reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her towards him. "When do they do the slow skates?"
The beauty shrugged. "I don't know, I've never been to this place before... We're going to have to bring Monica here one time."
"Yeah." He smiled and pushed her away from him, sending her into the group of tutu sporting little girls. "They're your family now!"
Bri stuck her tongue out at him. "I don't wanna wear a tutu!" She laughed and skated a circle with the little girls, linking her arm through Juice's when she reached him. "Ahh, snap! Slow skate Juan." She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed.
"I haven't heard this song since, ninth grade." Juice kissed her forehead as they slowly rounded the rink, taking in the other couples doing the same exact thing. "You still love nachos and root beer?"
"I've become more sophisticated, I love nachos and real beer now." The young woman smiled as she skated them into the center of the rink. "Stay still, I'm going to make you look so good."
He laughed and watched as she started skate around him, the years of ice skating showing through as she spun effortlessly around him. "People are staring." He felt himself blush as she finished her routine with a leap and a flourish.
"Yeah! Perfect score for Hohrykova!" Bri lifted her arms in the air and clapped loudly. "I would like to thank Aleksandr for pushing me to be the best figure skater I could be at six."
Juice grabbed the woman as every continued to stare. "This, this is not how I saw this date going... It's so much better, I forgot how goofy you could be Bri." He directed them back to their bench in the corner, sitting down before pulling her on his lap. "I forgot how much fun you were."
"I needed this so badly, being a doctor was no joke at all." She shrugged. "So, you gonna get me those nachos and a drink Ortiz? Or do I need to skate an encore?"
He slid her off his lap. "I'm going, you want sour cream on them?"
"Yeah." She smiled. "And extra jalapeños please and thank you."
Juice smiled as he waited for his order to be ready. Waving to Bri as she talked on the phone, no doubt checking in on Monica for the second time since he picked her up from work.
"Your girlfriend was dope out there man." The guy passed Juice the nachos and drinks. "She ever think about teaching all that?"
"Nah, she's a doctor." He gave the man a small nod.
"Nachos." Bri smiled and accepted the cheesy goodness. "Thanks Juice."
"Welcome." He sipped his soda and smiled as she dug in.
SOA
"That was really fun." Bri smiled as Juice walked her to her car. "We need our second date to happen soon." She grabbed the front of his shirt when they reached the car, her lips finding his as he backed her against the luxury car, triggering the alarm.
Juice laughed as he continued to kiss the brunette. "Your car is killing our moment babe." He brushed her hair out of her eyes. "You sure you can drive? You look tired."
"I'm fine." Bri nodded as she got into her car. "You sure you don't want to come over?"
He nodded. "I have to get to the clubhouse early tomorrow."
"Understandable." She nodded. "I had a whole lot of fun, I hope the next date is even better."
"It will be, I promise." The biker chuckled. "Drive safe."
"I always do!" Bri started the car. "You drive safe!"
"Text me when you get home." Juice smiled and closed the door, watching her pull away slowly. He brought his fingers to hips lips, still feeling hers on his. The night had started and ended perfectly.
July 4, 2008
Brianna Hohrykova adjusted her tank top again, frowning at the way it was falling. It was doing nothing but causing her problems as she grabbed a pair of scissors, quickly turning the tank into a crop top. "Better." She smiled and pulled on some loose threads, giving it an even better distressed look.
"You look like a foreigner." Eric rolled his eyes as he walked into Bri's room. "You trying to be something you're not?"
The brunette shrugged. "It's a party for the independence day for this country, least I can do is wear their flag on my ass." She laughed as she folded the waistband of the American flag leggings she had on. "They look decent, won't wear them any other time."
"Why party for a country that isn't your country?" The blonde looked at the woman before him.
"It's an excuse to drink, dance, and eat food... I love all three, though, I'm a bit worried that my drinking is getting out of control a little bit." Bri frowned as she teased her hair with her fingers. "Stay on standby, if I drink too much, I will probably need a lift home."
"Be safe about it." Eric stood from his perch on the chaise. "I will be out back with Monica and Monster."
"Thanks." She smiled. "Enjoy the day, Monica lives for holidays like this... I'll try to be home before you guys do them though." She watched as he stalked out of the room.
SOA
"Hey." Bri smiled as she walked over to Marcus Alvarez. "Thanks for inviting me Marcus."
He smiled, eyeing the beautiful brunette up and down quickly. "Heard you were back in town, thought I'd reach out. Missed having you around all the time, it seemed like you disappeared right along with Jacey..."
She nodded. "Caught up with school, becoming a doctor isn't easy... More stress than anything." She accepted a beer from him.
"That's right." He rasped. "I forgot that you were in medical school with my Daniela."
"Yup." Bri smiled. "How is she? I haven't talked to her in years..."
"She's good, she's probably around here somewhere." Marcus smiled. "Go, have fun, mingle."
"I'm going." She smile and turned away from him, holding her beer above her head as she snaked her way through the crowd. She made it to the dance floor, only to be knocked back by a Mayan. "Watch it!" She shoved him back.
"My bad!" The Mayan turned around, a smile on his handsome face as he held his hands up in the air. "I'm sorry, got a little too rowdy right there."
Bri rolled her eyes. "It's whatever." She tried to step around him, only to have him grab her hand.
"I'm Antonio, I've never seen you around here before." He smiled and dropped her hand. "You wanna dance?"
"I'm Bri, I haven't been around here too much..." The brunette smiled. "Yeah, I'll dance with you."
Antonio led the beautiful brunette onto the floor, his hands resting on her shapely hips as they grinded in time to the music. "What's your story? How does a beauty like you end up in Oakland at a Mayans bash?"
"I know Marcus and Esai." She smiled. "Old friends of mine... My best friend dated Esai."
"Invited by the boss man himself then?" The dark haired man turned the brunette around, his head resting on her shoulder.
"Yup, Marcus is my homie." Bri chuckled and turned back around to face him. If she wasn't dating Juice, she would have jumped at the chance to flirt her night away with the handsome man but she was determined to stay true to Juice. "So, you a big deal in the charter?" She traced his patch. "Los asesinos de dios."
He nodded. "Yeah, right behind my boy Esai... Working my way to be his V.P in the future. You know?"
"Yeah." The brunette smiled. "That's a good thing to work for."
"What're you working on?" Antonio rubbed her hips slowly as they moved off the dance floor.
"Plastic surgeon." She shrugged. "No big deal."
"Huge deal, brains and beauty... You're a catch." He smiled. "Let's keep in touch yeah?" He pulled his phone from his cut and passed it to her, watching as she typed in her information. "I gotta go though." He looked over her head, his eyes landing on his fiancée. "Later hermosa."
"Yeah, later." She smiled and moved forward towards the kegs as he walked past her.
Antonio pulled his soon to be wife into the corner, acknowledging the scowl on her gorgeous face. "What's wrong baby?"
"Who the hell was that trashy brunette you were chatting up? Huh, 'Tonio? Who was she? Your little side hoe?" The curly haired brunette glared at her fiancé.
"Daniela, calm down baby. She's a friend of Marc's... Tonight was the first time I met her, she asked me to dance, so I said yeah. It was harmless." He kissed his lady's forehead. "You want me to grab you a water?"
"No, no. I'm fine." Daniela rubbed her baby bump and forced a smile. She needed to talk to someone and she knew exactly where to find her.
SOA
The drunken Russian gripped a bottle of vodka in one hand and a bottle of soda in the other as she twisted her way through the party in search of a seat. Bri laughed as she lurched forward and caught herself before toppling forward.
"Alright, you're cut off." A large hand grabbed her hip, directing her towards the nearest seat. "I'll take these." He wiggled the bottles from from her hands.
"Marcus." She hiccupped before starting to giggle. "I wasn't finished with that!"
Marcus shook his head. "I never seen you like this before Brianna... Not even back in the day when you first used to party around here... You got some shit to talk about."
Bri looked at him. "Yeah, I'm sad Daniela is getting married and I'm not in the wedding."
The man sat down, moving closer to the young woman. "Yeah, you two were good friends huh?"
The brunette scoffed, if the man sitting next to her only knew how good of friends she was with his daughter. "Yeah, we were! Then bam, one day we weren't friends anymore."
"She met her future husband." Marcus looked at the grey eyed woman. "She's happy right now, but you stopped coming around when Esai and Jacey split up, didn't you?"
"No!" Bri shook her head. "I stopped coming around when Dani ended shit with me." She bit her lip as she realized what she just had let slip.
"What?" He cocked a brow at her, his interest filly piqued.
She sighed. "Your daughter, she ripped my fucking heart out for you Marcus! She picked a man over me!"
Marcus nodded slowly. "Friendships end Bri, ain't the end of the world... She moved on, you'll do it to."
Bri groaned, the man sitting next to her oblivious to what her drunken rant actually meant. "I was dating Daniela, she was my girlfriend, we slept together, we were in love... She broke up with me for a man to make you and your wife happy. She felt like you would disown her if she liked women." She stood up and stomped off before he could say anything to her, grabbing a bottle of vodka from a table as she walked outside, the unusually chill air cooling her tears as they fell.
SOA
Bri sniffled as she walked up the stairs to Jacey's apartment, her head already throbbing and her vision growing fuzzy. The ride over in the backseat of Eric's car did nothing but make her even more upset. "Dumb." She panted as she rang the doorbell, repeatedly.
"What?" Happy growled as soon as he opened the door, his Kimber pointed at the brunette.
Bri moved forward and wrapped her arms around Happy, burying her face in his shirt as she cried.
"Jacey!" Happy bellowed. "The Russian is here! Come get her now!" He backed into the apartment, trying to wiggle out of her grip. "Jacey, come get your damn Russian!" He sighed and went limp as the brunette continued to hug him and cry.
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