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Chapter Ten
I got up the next morning on my own, around 6 o'clock. I didn't know why I couldn't sleep, probably because I went to sleep thinking. I dressed in a white shirt and black shorts. Gemma told me that I was to help her in the office for a few hours and then she would let me have a little time to myself. I couldn't really complain, she could have done much worse than just making me work. I made my way downstairs quietly knowing both Gemma and Clay were still asleep.
Opening the 'fridge to find something to eat I was faced with a temptation. Clay had a few cans of beer on the bottom shelf. I could have easily took one and drank the whole can but I knew that wouldn't go well with Clay. Did I really want one? No. I shut the door calmly and placed my palms on the counter, leaning back. What was I supposed to do for a whole hour? Hell I rarely knew what to do when I did have something I could do.
My mind drifted back to Happy. I loved the way he kissed me. He kept my heart racing the entire time and I loved the fact that he took control like that. I wouldn't have minded if we went farther but I knew better. And I wasn't ready. The kiss was enough to make me feel weak and to just imagine what he could do was enough. Happy had put all he had into the kiss; his need and want. I shook my head quickly, I needed to get him out of my head. He didn't actually want me. I was just an inexperience kid.
Sighing loudly I slumped against the counter. He was going to drive me insane.
RING!
I jerked at the sudden noise, moving from the counter to the phone just out of reach. "Hello?" The person on the other end was breathing hard, his breath hitting the phone each time. I gulped, worried, when he didn't answer. "Anyone there?" Again no response. I knew I should have just hung up but something told me I had to stay on. So I did.
After a passing minute of silence, the person spoke. His voice was harsh, no emotion. "Is this Skylar Moore?" I tensed up, swallowing down the fear rising. I had to be strong. I didn't answer right away not sure if I should just come out and say it was or lie. My silence was enough to answer. "We're coming for you." My breath got caught in my throat.
He knew.
Fucking bitch told him.
Shit.
"I'd like to see you try." I replied with the same harshness.
The voice laughed, a mocking edge to it. "You'll see when I have you under me pounding you're tight-." Disgusted I pressed the end call button quickly and dropped the phone on the counter. My fingers scraped against the counter. I was angry and afraid. Danny had never allowed a man to touch me, he said it was because I didn't deserve to be touched. In a way I guess that showed he cared a bit for me. When I hit puberty, all of Danny's men noticed real quick. I was always under the lustful gazes of them all, they could think of me but never have me and I that frustrated them beyond belief.
I was safe, until now. If his men caught me they would violate me with no mercy and Danny wouldn't even care. They wouldn't think twice of hurting me. Once Danny said something was okay to do, he never took it back.
"Fuck!" I slammed my fist against the counter in my frustration. They were going to come for me. I didn't know when or how, but they were and it was only a matter of time before they found me. Would he send one or many? Would my death be quick or painful?
"Sky?" I snapped my head towards the doorway to enter the kitchen. "What happened?" I shook my head. I wasn't going to worry her. "Tell me." There was no way to make her drop it. Either lie or tell the truth.
"It's just..." Lie or truth. Lie or truth.
Gemma crossed her arms over her chest waiting for me to answer her. "Gemma I'm...afraid." Okay so half truth. She walked over to me putting her hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eyes.
"Fear is normal Sky." She reassured me.
I shook my head at her. "Not the kind I'm feeling. It's not an everyday normal fear." I told her seeing if she could catch on.
She did. Her face got serious. "What happened?"
My gaze went to the floor. Gemma put her hand on my chin forcing me to look into her eyes. "Gemma he knows. He sent someone already."
"How do you know all this?" There it was. I had to tell her. I put myself in this position.
Sighing I moved around her, leaning against the kitchen sink. "Someone called here Gemma. They know I live here."
"Shit." She muttered. Same thing I was thinking. "Gotta tell Clay-."
"Shit no!" I quickly replied grabbing her arm when she turned to leave. "Gemma you don't know the men Danny hires. He will go through Clay and then the rest just to get to me."
Gemma looked at me with a tilt of her head. "Darlin they can take care of themselves. He won't get to you." She said and a second later added, "And let go." My hand dropped to my side.
"Get some sleep. It's still early." She ordered heading for the stairs. "Dream happy dreams."
I tensed up, snapping my head up to her. Did she know? "How'd you know?"
She let out a chuckle, "You just told me."
I groaned loudly. Can't even trust myself.
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Two hours, no sleep, and a headache later, Clay rode me over to the clubhouse. Gemma, after all my protests, told Clay what I told her. I knew she would and I knew he would be angry. He was angry because someone just threatened to rape and kill his family. I found happiness when he got protective of me. He was right. I was his family, they were all my family. We rode in silence, he didn't talk and I didn't know what to say to start a conversation. Worry crept into me at how the problem would be handled. First of all, I still didn't know who was coming for me. Second, how would the other Sons react to the news?
In a matter of minutes Clay was backing up to park. I lingered on the back, wondering how everything would happen. "Inside Sky." Clay ordered and I sighed, doing as he asked. I opened the door, walking in slowly. The whole crowd was there. Did Clay call them all? No, he called Jax first and somehow the message got through to every single one of them. Happy was among them, he was sitting at the bar with Tig, talking.
"Church. Now." Clay barked and all them walked into a small connected room, dropping their phones into a box. "Stay." He ordered me after everyone was inside. The doors were closed, leaving me on my own. I sighed dropping on a stool. I wondered how they could come up with a solution to my problem without me helping them. I was always seen as a kid but I had more shit done to me than anyone should ever had.
My fingers tapped against the bar counter as I waited. My heart was beating fast as I anticipated what was going to be agreed on. A phone vibrated and I felt a shiver rush up my spine. I slowly got up from my seat, inching closer to the box. The vibration made the box shake. I glanced at the door, thinking someone was going to come in any second. Silly, I know, but I had to expect anything to happen. My hand reached into the box, grabbed the vibrating cell. I glanced at the front.
'unknown caller'
Just great. I licked my dry lip debating if I should interrupt Church for something as small as a phone and risk getting yelled at or answer the phone on my own and get rid of the anxiety building up. The phone stopped vibrated after a minute. I sighed relieved and dropped it back into the box. The phone was vibrating again. The person wasn't going to give up. I grabbed it and walked towards the door. The phone belong to Jax, how the person got his number I wouldn't know.
I flipped open the phone holding it against my ear. "Hello?" I timidly asked glancing back at the sliding doors where the Sons were at. There was harsh breathing against the phone and in the background I could hear a loud scream. The breathing was replaced by crying.
"Who is this?" I demanded beginning to pace back and forth. I was getting fed up with people not answering simple questions.
"...Skylar help me." I tensed up, stilling mid-step, as fear and anger rushed through my entire body. No... "Please help!" She said louder and I shook from the emotions rushing through me.
"Tammi?" The voice screamed louder and I flinched at the high tone. They went after one of my friends. They went after a friend. How dare they!
"Skylar I'm scared! Please." She begged and I felt helpless. I had only known her for not even an hour. For being a friend of mine she was being tortured. "No-." The phone was ripped from her mid scream, the harsh breathing replacing Tammi's please.
"You son of a bitch!" I seethed making sure to keep my voice low.
The man laughed, "If you want you're friend alive then you will leave right now."
I bit the inside of my cheek, "How do I know you won't kill her?"
"She's not the one we want but she is pretty." Tammi was screaming in the background, a scream of terror.
"Fine. Fine. Just don't hurt her." The man chuckled at my answer and hung up. I glanced to the door, waiting to see if anyone would come out. I shook my head and rushed for the door, opening it and leaving the clubhouse. The phone was tucked safely in my pocket. I looked around, seeing a van parked just outside the gate. I could see Tammi in the front seat. I walked quickly to the white van. The driver door opened and out came a man.
I gritted my teeth together. Marcus. Danny's right hand man. He had a smug look on his face as he walked over to me. My blood pumped and every fiber of my body was telling me to turn back and get Clay. Marcus opened the door, grabbing Tammi's arm and yanking her out of the van. She yelped and fell into me. I caught her and she cried into my hold. "Get inside." He ordered me. Tammi was still crying.
"I'm sorry..." She muttered in my ear.
"For what-ah!"
I felt a needle embed into my neck. "Clay!" I screamed as I got weaker. My body grew weak and I slumped to the floor, Marcus barely catching me. I got Tammi's gaze, her eyes had fresh tears falling and I could see the pain in her blue eyes. I was angry but so very sleepy.
Traitor...
My eyes fell shut...