Happy, Opie, and Jax were standing threateningly in front of a familiar man. Honey's eyes widened as she took in his appearance, the muscles and sandy blonde hair, the dazzling blue eyes.
The assembled group didn't notice her in the doorway and continued arguing.
"Get the hell out, man." Jax threatened, his face set in an angry scowl.
Happy watched with a forced calmness, anticipating the moment things got out of hand. The man held his hands up in a placating gesture, sneering in distaste. "I just want to talk to her."
Opie stepped up, his hands buried in his jean pockets to keep from swinging at the punk. "Well, she doesn't want to talk to you."
The man was about to reply, then his eyes met Honey's. A grin crept over his mouth and Honey shivered under his intense stare. "Why don't you let her decide?"
The three men turned, noticing her for the first time. Half Sack watched from the bar where he had sat when they had entered the room together. "Well, Honey? Spare me a few moments of your busy life?" Half Sack wanted to beat the arrogance off his face.
Jax saw the darkness clouding his baby sister's eyes and tried to reassure her. "Honey, we can get rid of him. You don't have to talk to him if you don't want to."
She shook her head, squared her shoulders, and glared at the man defiantly. "5 minutes, Joey. Any longer and I'll kick you in the balls so hard your dick will be in your mouth."
Joey smirked, stepping towards her. "Whatever you say, babe."
"Don't." She snapped as she led him out to the lot. "You said we were going to talk, so talk."
She leaned back against the wall of the clubhouse, propping one foot up behind her with her arms crossed over her chest. Joey couldn't help but notice the curves that seemed to have sprouted miraculously since they had broken up. "I just wanted to go out sometime. I know you haven't dated anyone since I broke up with you, and-"
Honey snorted, trying not to laugh. "No." She stated, clear and without any uncertainty. "I've been with plenty of guys since we broke up." 'A lie.' "Not that it's any of your business." She added, rolling her eyes.
"Oh really? I doubt that. Between Big Biker Daddy in there and your shitty attitude, I bet you're still a virgin." Joey sneered, not liking the way she seemed unaffected by him. She was supposed to be swooning at his feet, dammit!
Honey shook her head, her hair falling into her face slightly. "Nope. But of course, you're probably happy to hear that, aren't you? After all, you only like sluts with pussies so loose you could drive a Hummer up 'em."
Joey was taken aback. Honey had never spoken against him like that, even after he had dumped her. "Look, I know I hurt you and all I wanted was a chance to make it up to you." He tried to win her over.
Still, she blew him off with a flick of her hair. "I got a good man, Joey. I don't need, or want, you." With that scathing remark, she pushed herself away from the wall and turned to head back inside.
Joey caught her thin wrist in his much larger hand and yanked her back, into his chest. Without missing a beat, he covered her mouth with his own, absolutely sure he would have her after kissing her senseless. What he got instead surprised him.
Honey was dazed, she'd give him that, but pissed as hell too. "Joey! I told you, I don't fucking want you! Just fuck off!" She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and stomped back towards the door to the clubhouse.
"Yeah? Well good luck finding somebody willing to love a biker slut like you!"
Watching the display from the office window, Gemma pursed her lips. She had never liked that rich prick, even before he broke Honey's heart. She watched stoically as Honey stomped back to the clubhouse, knowing nothing good was going to come of Joey's reappearance.
Honey stormed into the clubhouse, absolutely furious. Not even a kiss form her Prospect could help her now.
"CHIBS!" She screamed, causing several of the Sons in the room to wince and cover their ears. Chibs walked out of his dorm to find the furious teenager, and he knew exactly what she wanted from him.
He nodded, heading out to the boxing ring set up outside. Honey followed him, and Happy, Half Sack, Opie, and Jax followed her.
"What's going on?" Half Sack whispered to Opie.
The older man grinned and muttered, "Honey's about to demonstrate what she'd like to do to that prick."
The Sons settled on the picnic table, all seemingly eager to watch Honey. She was standing off to the side, tying her hair up in a ponytail. Half Sack saw the blank look on her face, and suddenly he wasn't sure if he wanted to witness this.
"She's not Honey anymore," Opie whispered to Jax. "She's Matches again."
'Matches?' Half Sack thought. The realization came to him then that they really knew very little about each other.
As he watched her pummel the punching bag, he wondered what else he was going to find out about her.
Hours later, Honey had spent all her anger on the punching bag and was only sure of one thing.
She was going to get wasted.
Not tipsy, or buzzed, or even drunk. She wanted to get trashed, until she needed assistance standing. And luck was on her side, it seemed, as she scanned the parking lot for a familiar bike. Some of the SAMTAC Sons had stopped by on the way back from a run and her bestest friend was among them.
"Koz!" She yelled when she spotted the familiar blonde head of her drinking buddy. Kozik grinned and wrapped his arms around her, lifting her up and spinning.
"Don't let her get any ink or any dick." Clay warned Kozik as he walked by the hugging pair. Every time they got together after Honey's 13th birthday, it was the same warning.
"Yes, sir." Koz replied flippantly, allowing Honey to lead him to the bar where Half Sack was working. Kozik ordered the drinks, as he always did, while he and Honey caught up with each other. After all, it had been almost a year since they'd seen each other.
"So, Drew was kissing this dude, and I'm beside them like 'What the fuck?'" Honey explained some of Drew's latest sexcapades.
Kozik chuckled, shaking his head. "I thought you two were fucking around? At least, that's what it looked like when I walked in on her eating your face." He teased, still sort of shaken up over Honey's brief stint as a lesbian.
For the first time since this morning, Honey thought of Half Sack. She snuck a glance at him, seeing him talking to a redheaded croweater at the other end of the bar.
"We dated for a while but," Honey shrugged. "I wasn't man enough for her." They shared a laugh, a sound that had grated on Half Sack's nerves ever since he had first heard it.
He understood that Honey had grown up around these guys, and sure she could hang out with them and be friendly. But she had been practically humping Koz from the moment they'd sat down! Her tits were about to fall out of her shirt and Kozik was just eating it up.
'Two can play at this game.'
Honey laughed at something Kozik said, all the while watching Half Sack. He had been chatting up the same croweater all night, and she could feel some of her anger returning. 'Does he really think he can just do shit like that? Nuh huh, nope. I'll show him...'
She discreetly tugged at her shirt, revealing more of her cleavage. With a small glare towards her boyfriend, she leaned further into Kozik, doing her best croweater impression.
Seeing Honey's glare, Half Sack almost felt guilty...Then she rubbed up on Kozik. Fucking rubbed all over him.
He was hurt. Granted, he had started talking to the croweater before Honey had gotten touchy feely with Kozik, but still. Honey had ignored him ever since Joey had showed up out of the blue. So, with a small amount of guilt in his heart, he led the giggling croweater to his dorm.
Honey saw it, and she felt tears threaten to leak out of her eyes. 'Cheated on again.'
Honey knew what she was going to do was wrong but at the moment she didn't give a rat's ass. She ran her fingers down Kozik's bicep, fluttering her lashes at him. "I was wondering...would you help me with something in one of the dorms?"
Kozik's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he tried to decipher her true meaning. 'Me and Honey...alone...in a dorm...Damn!' He finished his beer and nodded, throwing his arm over her shoulder as they walked down the hallway. As they passed Half Sack's dorm, Honey heard a familiar groan of pleasure and felt sick.
She pulled Kozik by the hem of his shirt into one of the unoccupied dorms and pushed him back onto the bed.
'If he can fuck around, so can I.'
Yo. I hope I'm not disappointing anyone with the direction I'm taking...trust me, it'll get better. Plus, a lot of stuff is coming up! As always, thanks for reading, please review, feel free to PM me if you have any concerns requests/ideas...