ORIGIN OF MAYHEM - CHAPTER TEN - PLAYING DANGEROUS
''Hey there little fighter, soon things will be brighter.''
Ever since Jax had left with the other Sons, Dolores locked herself away in Jax' dorm room. She found a pack of cigarette's on the nightstand. Dolores decided to go outside and smoke one. She watches the empty lot in the dark. In the meantime it had gotten dark already. She heard the sound of a motorcycle and looked up. She noticed it was Opie when he parked his bike in line. He walked towards her and lit a cigarette himself. He sat down on a bench and let out a sigh. ''Things went wrong. Guys are in county.'', Opie told her. Ofcourse they are, she thought. ''Well shit.'', she replied. ''For how long?''Opie shrugged before he answered her. ''I'm not sure. I guess we will hear more in the morning.'', he replied. Dolores took a last drag of her cigarette before she threw it away. ''I'm going to bed.'', she told him. He nodded. ''Goodnight Lo. I'll let you know when I know more.'', he said. She looked at him and gave him a small smile. ''I know Ope. Goodnight.'', she said as she walked inside the clubhouse.
On her way to Jax' dorm room, she grabbed a new bottle of whiskey from behind the bar. She locked the door behind herself and got out of her clothes. She picked up a shirt of Jax and put it on to sleep in. She opened the bottle of whiskey and took a swig. She decided to drink some more, she was sure she wasn't able to get some sleep tonight. She hadn't noticed the sun had come up already.
In the meantime the bottle was empty and she was laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Lola decided to go find another bottle. She got up and walked her way back to the bar. She heard the door open and looked up who walked in.''I heard you were back.'', a familiar voice said. It was Gemma. ''Yeah I guess.'', Lola shrugged. She grabbed a new bottle of whiskey. ''Isn't it too early to start drinking?'', Gemma said. ''I never stopped.'', Lola said and let out a chuckle. Gemma sat down at the bar and looked at her. ''I heard Clay and the others found you at Weston's place. Did he hold you as hostage?'', Gemma asked, curious for some explanation. ''No why would he do such a thing?'', she frowned. ''He offered me a job, to watch his kids and I did.'' Gemma raised one of her eyebrows in disbelieve. ''Then explain your face? He hit you or something?'', Gemma asked again, while she pointed at Lola's eye. ''No he didn't.'', she replied. She opened the bottle of whiskey and took a large gulp of it. ''What happened to your face?'', Gemma asked again. Dolores rolled with her eyes. ''Fell of the stairs.'', she replied. ''Yeah right.'', Gemma replied, not believing her at all. ''I heard the guys are in county. What happened?'', Lola asked, changing the subject. She leaned against the bar as she looked at her stepmother. ''Zobelle tricked them. It was a trap.'', Gemma answered. ''Shit...'', Lola mumbled and took another swig of the bottle. Gemma shook her head. ''Go to bed. You're drunk.'', Gemma told her. Lola shrugged. ''Yeah whatever.'', she replied. ''I'm serious. You always manage to get yourself in trouble when you're like this Lo.'', Gemma told her. Lola let out a chuckle. ''That's true.''
Dolores walked her way back to the dorm room she had been staying at. When she closed the door, she made sure it was locked. She didn't need any visitors. As she laid down on the bed, she looked at the ceiling and started to get lost in her thoughts. Even through she was back at SAMCRO, she still felt the sadness inside her. The loneliness. Her eyes teared up and she started to cry and she couldn't stop. Maybe she just should listen to Gemma, she was drunk and go to bed. She closed her eyes and try to fall asleep.
An hour or two later she woke up. She had woken up abruptly. She had this horrible nightmare about Stephen. He had come after her. She sat up and rushed her hand through her hair. She grabbed the bottle of whiskey again and took a gulp of it. It took her a couple of minutes to calm herself down. Stephen wouldn't come here, right? After she had calmed down, she grabbed the package of cigarettes and went outside, to smoke one. Maybe some fresh air would do her good. She felt horrible.
Once she was outside, she lit up her cigarette. It was getting dark already. The garage was already closed and she was the only one at the clubhouse. Opie was probably at his own house and the others were in county. She rushed her hand through her messy hair and heard a car pull up the parking lot. It was Gemma. She stepped out of the car and walked her way. ''I'm gonna finish up some paperwork.'', Gemma told her. Dolores nodded. ''Need any help?'', she asked polite and took another drag of her cigarette. Gemma shook her head. ''No I'm fine. Did you get any sleep?'', Gemma asked. ''Not much.'', she replied as she walked back inside.
After she grabbed the bottle of whiskey again, she decided to sit at the bar. She was alone anyways. Dolores had been thinking and drinking and forgot about the time. Someone walked in and she looked up to see who it was. It was Gemma again, probably telling her that she was leaving again. ''There's a bail posted. Guys can be home any minute now. Opie is on his way to go and get them.'', Gemma told her. Dolores looked surprised. That was quite fast. ''That's good.'', she replied. She poured Gemma a drink and another one for herself. ''For Elliot who posted the bail.'', Gemma toast before they poured down their drinks. ''Does Tara know?'', Lola asked. ''Not yet. I'm gonna give her a call.'', Gemma replied as she grabbed her phone.
At Teller-Morrow, the black van pulls into the lot, Gemma, Tara and Dolores come out from the office to greet the men. As Clay and Jax emerge from the van the women see the cuts and bruises on their faces. Gemma and Clay lock eyes. He can't hold her gaze for too long. Jax and Tara do the same. The women watch as Clay and the others do a slow march to the Clubhouse while Jax heads to the garage... alone. Dolores wasn't sure what to do. She was drunk and tired. Maybe this time she would get some good sleep. She walked her way to the dorm and took the bottle of whiskey with her again. She closed the door behind her and sat down on the bed. She took another swig of the bottle and stared in front of herself.
A knock was heard on her door, someone opened it and walked in. Dolores looked up and met Happy's eyes. ''You ok?'', he asked. She wasn't sure what to reply. She was still mad at him, but she just needed someone right now and he was there for her now. When she tried to open her mouth and tell him she was fine, her eyes teared up and she started to cry. He sat down next to her on the bed and took her in his arms. He got the bottle out of her hands and put it down on the nightstand. He pulled the blankets over her as she laid down in bed. ''Go to sleep Lo.'', he told her. ''I can't. I'm having these nightmares.'', she said between breaths. ''Hush.'', he told her and laid down next to her. ''I'm here. Nothing's gonna happen.'', he assured her. She let her head rest on his chest and wrapped one of her arms around him as she closed her eyes. He wrapped one of his arms around her.
Soon she felt asleep as he watched her. Happy noticed the marks on her arm. Now he also had a better look at the bruises on her face. He was sure someone had hurted her and the one who hurted her was the cause of her nightmares. He was sure of it. He would make sure the one who hurted her got paid for it. After all he owed her.
This was the first time in weeks Dolores had slept this good. When she woke up, she looked at the tattooed arms wrapped around her. ''Mornin'.'', he rasped. She took a deep breath, she couldn't do this, not right now. She tried to get out of the bed, but felt Happy's arms holding her back. ''Still ain't talking?'', he asked as their eyes met. ''Nope.'', she told him and pushed him away, so she could get out of bed. She took a quick shower and put on some old clothes she had found between her old stuff. She noticed Happy had left the bed already. An old Harley Davidson shirt and a simple pair of jeans. Silently she thanked Jax for keeping her old stuff, so she didn't have to walk around in the same clothes all day. She put her hair up in a ponytail before she left the room and walked her way to the bar to greet the others.
As she walked in on Bobby, Tig, Happy and Half Sack, her eyes stumbled on Half Sack's balls. He had just pulled his jeans down and she had no idea why, but the other guys were totally looking at his balls. ''They look uneven.'', Tig noticed. ''Ehh, am I interrupting something boys?'', she asked with a grin on her lips. Then Half Sack noticed her and his cheeks turned red. Opie walked in and his eyes felt on Half Sack's balls and he quickly turned his head away. ''I shouldn't have to see that.'', Opie said. They all laughed, including Lola herself. ''The new ball.'', Bobby informed him. ''I gather. Congrats.'', Opie said. ''Thanks!'', Half Sack smiled.
Happy, Opie, Tig, Bobby and Lola walked away from the bar and sat down on the couches. Half Sack was pulling up his jeans before he sat don with them. ''What's up?'', Opie asked as he looked at the others. ''We need to take a look at this thing with Clay and Jax.'',Bobby replied.''I hear they got into it at County.'', Half Sack said. ''It was brutal, man.'', Happy told them. ''Shit's been brewing for months...since Donna.'', Bobby said. Tig let out a sigh. ''Think Donna's death's got something to do with their beef?'', Opie asked.''No. It started way before.'', Tig replied quickly. ''What do you think they're fighting about?'', Half Sack asked as he leaned back in his chair.''Jax pushing for change.'', Opie replied. ''That kind of beef is good for this club. It keeps us current. What's going on between them is much uglier. And if it keeps going, it's gonna hurt us. Worse than Zobelle and the ATF. We gotta dig into them. We gotta get to the truth.'', Bobby said.''I can talk to Jax.'', Opie offered. ''You two been bumping heads.'', Bobby replied.''He'll tell me. He knows I wanna help.'', Opie replied him. ''All right.'', Bobby said. ''Trager, you should talk to Clay.'', Bobby told Tig. ''Yeah. Okay.'', he simply replied. '' We have got to find out what's going on. Bring it to the table and we get past this shit. It's on us to fix this.'', Bobby told, but stopped when Jax walked in. ''Hey. What?'', Jax asked when everyone went quiet.''Just downloading to the prospect.'', Bobby told him. ''And his new swollen nut.'', Happy said and they all started laughing. ''Yeah. Welcome back, shithead.'', Jax said tot he prospect and Half Sack grinned in response.''Chinese just called. They want a sit-down. I gotta head up to Caracara. Where's Clay?'', Jax asked, but Bobby shrugged. None of them hadn't seen him this morning.
They all walked outside, to their bikes. Jax stayed behind and grabbed Lola's arm when she wanted to walk outside. ''How are you feeling?'', Jax asked her with concern. She frowned and pulled her hand back when he let go of her. ''I'm fine. Don't worry about me.'', she replied. ''I always will sis.'', he told her as he pressed a kiss on her forehead before he left again.
''Hey Gem, there's someone asking for a Dolores?'', Tig asked as he stepped into her office. Gemma looked up from her paperwork to look at him for any further explanation. ''I told him we don't know a Dolores, but he says he won't leave before he sees her. '', Tig said, but got cut off by hearing the shouting outside. ''Shit.'', Gemma mumbled before she put her glasses down and walked her way out the office, to the parking lot.
There was a tall guy in a suit raising his voice at Happy. ''YOU'RE ALL LIARS!'', the unknown man shouted at him. Gemma could see what was about to happen. Happy closed the space between him and the unknown man, but was pulled away by both Gemma and Tig. ''What's the problem?'', Gemma asked the stranger. His eyes fixed on her. ''Where is she?! Where's Dolores?!'', he asked again, loosing his patience. ''I'm sorry, there's no one called Dolores here. What's her last name, maybe I can help you find her?'', Gemma offered. All she was trying to do was calming the stranger down and made sure he'd leave. ''Dolores Morrow. I know she's here.'', he gritted his teeth. Tig laughed. ''You mean Lola?'', Tig said with a grin. ''And who the hell are you?'', Gemma asked the stranger. The stranger rolled his eyes. ''I'm her fiancee. And who are you again?'', he spat at her. Gemma scoffed. ''I'm her mother you dickhead.''
In the meantime everyone had stopped their tracks and looked at the scene playing at the parking lot. ''Go get her Hap.'', Gemma ordered him.
Lola was sitting at the bar, deep in her thoughts as Happy stormed in. ''Come on.'', he told her as he grabbed her arm. ''Hap wat the hell?'', she asked him. He stopped walking and let go of her arm once again. ''Your fiancee is here.'', he rasped. Her eyes widened. Stephen was here? ''Oh god.'', she mumbled before she rushed outside.
She could see him in the middle of the parking lot with Gemma and Tig. By the way he was acting she noticed he had lost his patience. ''There you are!'', Stephen said when he saw her. ''What are you doing here?'', she asked him. ''I can ask you the same thing Dolores. You never came home from work. I was worried.'', Stephen told her as he closed the space between them. He cupped her chin in his hand and made her look into his eyes. ''You wouldn't leave me, right Dolores?'', he asked her. She wasn't sure what to say. She could feel the fear rising inside her again, but she was at Teller-Morrow with her friends and family. She couldn't show her fear here, not in public. ''What are you doing here with these outlaws? Come with me Dolores. Come home.'', he told her.
''No, I won't.'', she told him firmly. Quickly she regretted her words as she saw the look on Stephen's face. Her eyes looked around the parking lot. Everyone looked at her, everyone was waiting for her next move. She had to be strong, she just had to be. Her hazel colored eyes looked into Stephen's cold eyes. ''Now leave.'', she ordered him. He took a step closer to her and grabbed her arm with a firm hold. Then both Happy and Tig stepped forward, to warn the guy. Stephen noticed and let go of her arm. ''I'll come back for you Lola. I'll make sure you come home, either you like it or not!'', he yelled as he walked back to his car. Dolores watched him drive away.
''You ok?'', Happy asked as he grabbed her arm. Until now, she hadn't noticed her eyes had teared up and almost started to cry. ''Lola?'', Hap asked again. She frowned and pulled her hand back. ''Fuck off.'', she spat at him. After she had turned her back to him, she walked down the lot. Leaving this place. ''Where are you going?!'', Gemma asked. ''I'm going for a walk!'', she shouted back as she left the lot.
Soon Lola stumbled upon Hanna's Diner and the other shops. She realized she had walked her way to the shopping center of Charming. Not much had changed over the years. Soon she saw the new shop, Impeccable Smokes. Straight away she walked toward the shop and walked inside. Behind the counter Ethan Zobelle was standing next to his daughter Polly, the girl she had met before. Lola herself was just a few years older then her. They both looked up when she walked inside. ''Mrs Morrow. I'm surprised to see you here. '', he greeted her. ''Oh please. I'm sure both Weston and Stephen already informed you what happened.'', she replied. Zobelle shrugged. ''Why are you here?'', he asked her. ''I want you to reach out to Stephen. Tell him I'll come over tomorrow to talk to him.'' Zobelle let out a chuckle. ''And why should I do such a thing?'', he asked her, but before she could reply he continued. ''Don't you have any idea in what kind of danger you are putting yourself in? Right here, right now, I can make sure you get locked up. Behind bars, or back at Stephen's place again.''
Lola frowned. ''Is that a tread?'', she asked, but already knew the answer. ''Oh yes it is. Weston will be here soon and I'm sure he won't be pleased to see you after you left both of his sons.'', Zobelle warned. ''So you are using Stephen to have someone looking after me.'', she figured. ''At first he really loved you Dolores. He really did. When he found out about your outlaw biker past, he reached out to us. Ofcourse he could help us, by keeping an eye on you and make sure you didn't leave him. But he failed in his task.'', Zobelle told her.
The sound of the door opening was heard and Lola turned around to see who was entering the shop. Ethan Zobelle had been right, it was Weston who walked in and wasn't looking very pleasant to see her. ''You got some nerve to show up here.'', Weston spat at her. ''See what I mean? Maybe this time I should lock you up with Weston. I'm sure he won't mind.'', Zobelle said. ''So you could use me as bait?'', she asked. Zobelle nodded. ''Yes ofcourse. I'm sure the president of SAMCRO wouldn't like to see his own daughter kidnapped.'', he explained.
This time it was her turn to let out a chuckle. ''Then why would you try to kidnap his own daughter in his own town? They all know I'm here and what I'm doing here. If you would kidnap me now, that's playing with fire. '', she bluffed. Zobelle didn't looked very pleased at this information. She was right, such a move was too risky for them and she knew it. ''I'll give him a call. Now leave.'', he told her. With a satisfied expression on her face she left the shop again.
Lola decided to help Gemma with get everything ready for the dinner later tonight. She knocked on the door. ''Come in.'', she heard her stepmother say on the other side. She opened the door and walked in. Gemma was standing in the kitchen, cooking something. Lola wasn't sure what she was making, but it smelled good already. ''I'm here to help.'', Lola offered. After Gemma sat down on one of the chairs, Lola found herself looking for a bottle of Jack. ''Good. I can use some help.'', Gemma replied.
After Lola had found a bottle of Jack, she poured herself a glass and sat down next to Gemma. ''Are you sure it's a good idea to start drinking already?'', Gemma asked her. Lola just gave her a nod and tried to change the subject. ''Can I ask you for a favor?'', she asked. ''Sure honey, what's wrong?'', Gemma asked. ''You might have a gun left, that I can have?'', Lola asked. Gemma frowned. ''Has this to do with what happened earlier at TM?'', Gemma asked. ''Yeah sort of. I'm afraid he will show up again when I'm alone.'', Lola lied, not telling her she's gonna meet up with him the next day. Gemma let out a sigh. ''Alright. We need to take care of our own.''
Soon after Gemma gave her one of her Beretta's, other woman showed up to help with the diner. Even Tara showed up to help.
''Come on, everybody. Come on. Let's sit down.'', Gemma said as she put the last plate of food on the table. Clay and some other walked in and headed to the table. ''Where were you?'', Clay asked Jax as the two met. ''What are you talking about?'', Jax frowned. ''Two guys in hospital beds and the rest of you decide not to pick up your phone?'', Clay asked both Opie, Bobby and Jax. ''We were neck deep in our own pile of shit.'', Bobby tried to explain. ''We almost got killed trying to take back our guns, man.'', Tig spat back at him. ''Club business. Not here, asshole.'', Bobby replied. Tig gave him a push and Bobby pushed him back. While those two flew at each others throats, Opie and Half Sack tried to hold them both back. Then Happy stepped between them. ''Whoa! Hey. Hey. Hey.''
''Hey, they were helping me, Clay.'', Opie explained. ''We had some payback to deliver at Caracara.'', Jax told Clay. ''Hopefully it went better than the Trammel task.'', Tig spat back. ''Blow me, shithead.'', Opie replied.
No one had noticed officer Hale standing in the doorway until he spoke and he got everyone's attention right away. ''Excuse me. Sorry to interrupt. I figured I should tell you this in person. We just found Luann Delaney off County 18. Beaten to death. There're no other details right now. I'm sorry.'', he told them. Everyone looked shocked, by what he just had told them. ''Did you cause this?'', Clay asked Jax when Hale had left once again. ''What are you talking about?'', Jax asked. ''Payback at Caracara?'', Clay asked again. ''This is on me, Clay.'', Opie said. ''And me too.'', Bobby also said, the both trying to take the blame on them. ''What did you idiots do?'', Tig said. ''I'm not talking to you.'', Bobby told him. ''Watch your mouth, Bobby.'', Tig said and the two of them flew each other at their throats again. ''Come on.'', Happy grunted as he stepped between the two again. ''Watch your mouth!'', Tig shouted again. ''Come on, back off.'', the others tried to pull them back. ''See what you're doing to this club? Do you see what you're doing to this club?'', Clay asked his stepson. ''I was risking my ass for this club.'', Jax said, his anger rising. ''Bullshit.'', Clay spat back. ''You're as blind as you are crippled.'', Jax told him. ''No. The blind guy's in jail with no wife because you just got her killed.'', Clay replied. ''I'm not the one murdering women.'' With that, the two of them flew each other at their throats. While the others tried to rip them apart, Gemma threw a plate full of food on the table to make it stop. It worked. Everyone started to realize they had ruined their dinner.
AN: Thanks for reading! I know I'm a bit slow with posting new chapters, but I'm in my final weeks of school and I want to focus on school for now. I'll be done in six weeks and then I'll have more time to write and post new chapters :) This chapter takes place between the episodes 7 and 8 of season 2.
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