As I promised, here's the next chapter.

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Chapter Fourteenth

Tammi ended up taking over the home Marcus had rented. I guess she was happy, no Marcus and she was able to stay in Charming. She had to get a job though, so she could have monthly payments on the house. She could buy it after a few months if she worked hard. I opted to give her my job, she needed it more than me anyways. I wasn't happy about it but I did it.

I would go back to school tomorrow, back to the normal life I always wanted. I should have given up on normal, I was far from it. Tammi and I made sure to never spill to another what happened. It was bad enough we both were involved with Danny but worse if people knew. Danny was big deal in the states around us.

Tammi and I grew close over the time we stayed together. I couldn't leave her on her own if I could help it, wasn't safe still. She had a little sister, Samantha, who would be 10 in a few weeks. I felt bad for her, she was forced to give up the life she knew to be forced into another when her mother still cared for her. I had no one but she still did. It was easier for me to let go of my past than it was for her.

We sat at the bar, chatting, while the Sons sat around after a hard day. "Aye lass pass me a beer." Chibs asked and I nodded, pushing off the stool and leaning over the counter, reaching under to grab one of the cold beers. I was no doubt being looked at. I was giving them a view.

"Lucky you're not legal." Tig said and I blushed, shaking my head.

"Fucking pervert." I laughed, cracking a smile at Tammi. She looked surprised at how I talked to them, as if expecting me to be hit for speaking back. I handed Chibs the beer, he thanked me and walked back to the pool table. I stared at Tammi, titling my head a bit.

"What's wrong?" I asked her, grabbing a beer of my own. She raised her brow at me.

"You drink?" She whispered so the others couldn't hear.

I chuckled looking at her like she was the weird one. "You don't?" I opened the bottle, taking a secret sip. She shook her head quickly. I raised my brow surprised. "Really? Hell I wouldn't have lasted as long as I did without some. Good for you though."

I took another sip, watching as her eyes looked at the bottle. I smirked, "You want to try?"

She looked shocked that I would even ask that. "You won't get in trouble?"

I laughed again. "Yeah but its okay. They don't do shit just a small scolding is all."

She grinned grabbing the beer I offered. She took a quick sip, choking on the taste. "Horrible." She laughed and I did too.

"Gotta get used to it. I would give you some of their Whiskey but even I don't go after that." I grinned, taking another gulp.

She smiled at me, a happier smile. "I'll stay with beer-."

"No drinking!" Came Jax's loud yell. I laughed when Tammi jerked, startled.

"We hear ya no need to scream Jax." He shook his head at me, smiling, turning back to play pool with Chibs.

Tammi watched me, trying to unravel what was happening. She leaned against the counter, watching as I cautiously took sips of beer and looked over my shoulder at Happy. He was sitting on the couch drinking a beer too, talking again with Tig. I wondered why it was always Tig, were they closer 'brothers; than the others? Both seemed to be alike though, killers of the club. "Which one you got you're eyes on?" She asked, nodding to the pair.

I blushed looking away. She laughed, watching me rest my head against the counter and chuckled loudly. "Is it that obvious?"

She nodded laughing. "The one with the shaved head has been looking over at you for a while now." She said with a grin.

"I know. Isn't he just...god can't even find the word." I responded lifting my head. I turned to face Tammi, resting my chin on my palm with my elbow keeping my arm firmly up. I glanced over at Happy without needing to turn my head.

"Hot? Handsome? Cute? Fuckable?" I blushed at her last choice of word. All those words described him.

Her mouth went wide and she gasped. "You're a virgin?" She didn't whisper it, no she nearly yelled it out, a question

My hand went over her mouth quickly but the damage was done. Laughter was coming from where all the Sons were at, I blushed harder covering my face with my hand. I was chuckling too but more because of embarrassment. Tig was laughing his ass off like what Tammi said was the funniest shit in the world.

"Shut the fuck up Tigger!" He narrowed his eyes at me but there was a mocking smirk on his face. Bastard.

"I'll let that slide girlie." I narrowed my eyes on him but I had no smart reply. Happy was smirking too and I resisted the urge to blush and turn away. He wasn't going to be laughing at me. I glared at him, turning away with an attitude.

"Shit I'm sorry." Tammi said. I gave her half a smile.

"Its fine. Are you one?" I asked sliding the bottle side to side in an attempt to stop thinking about what had been said.

Tammi sighed, "No."

I grabbed the bottle stilling the movement. "Really?"

"Yeah I...um don't wanna talk about it." The sadness in her voice made me feel the sorrow she did.

"Oh shit." I started covering my mouth. "Was it Marcus?"

She nodded slowly, resting her head on the table with tears threatening to fall. "Year after I was there."

I rested my hand on her shoulder and she titled her head to look me in the eyes. "I'm going to say something and I don't want you to get sick about it, okay?"

She nodded and I let out a sigh. "I made sure he would never hurt another girl, well not like he is anyway, but I..um..cut it off..."

"I probably shouldn't be happy that he's dead but I am. He deserved every ounce of pain he got." She spoke with an intense joyful tone. Her torturer was gone, her rapist killed in a horrific way, and she was saved. She was proud to have survived.

"You're not...disgusted at all." I questioned. I was disgusted at myself but no one else seemed to feel the same. Was it the guilt over what I did?

"Not really, no." She answered with truthfulness.

So it was just me.

All me.

I was fucked up in the head now.

"Are you okay?" She asked and I nodded trying to smile at her. She didn't believe me. "You sure?"

"Yes I'm sure." I responded. She didn't believe me but she didn't press it any further. "I need some air."

I got up quickly, rushing for the door. I felt like being sick. "Sky-." I slammed the door shut before she could call my name. I needed to go for a walk and clear my head.

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Despite the danger I was just in, I took a small walk. I wrapped my arms around myself, my stomach lurching. Just the thought of what I had done was hurtful enough but to say it to Tammi and not have her react the way I assumed she would, hurt more. Was she just another killer? No doubt what I had done was more than just self-defense. I mutilated a man with no mercy, what if they found out?

Please no more-!

The screams were coming back, the haunting of what I did to a single man. I walked for a while, the sky getting darker. My head hurt again, the frequent headaches was killing me. I could hear footsteps behind me and I tensed up, not stopping. A hand latched onto my shoulder and I let out a scream. "Fuck its me." I whirled around, clutching my chest as it beat faster. Happy was seriously going to kill me. I narrowed my eyes on him, pushing his hand off me.

"What do you want?" I was in no mood to talk, I just wanted to be left alone.

"I wondered why you were timid." He said with a smirk.

I glared at him. "If you're going to make fun of me then just leave. I don't need this shit from you. Tig is enough." This was why I didn't tell anyone. The jokes and laughter. I wasn't some girl who gave up everything for a stranger. I had more respect for myself.

I walked past him, heading back to the clubhouse. Happy's hand, once again, latched onto my shoulder. Only this time he gently pushed me up against the wall of a building. I let out a yelp but before I could move, he placed his palms on either side of my head, trapping me. My heart was racing again. He was being bold again. He leaned down, his breath hitting me in the face, a mix of whiskey and smoke. Was he drunk?

"Why are you friends with her?" He asked with sudden seriousness in his tone.

I stood up straight still pressed against the wall as I looked up into his dark orbs. "Why do you care?"

He pressed against me, leaning down and capturing my lips with a hungry growl. My hands pushed against his chest. I didn't want to be kissed. My mind was still going crazy. He grabbed my hands in his left one, pinning my hands above me. I was starting to get scared. I didn't like being vulnerable and that was how he was making me feel. I kissed him back, like I always did, putting all I felt into the kiss. He grinned, his mouth curving as we kissed.

He pulled back the smirk still on his face. I struggled to move my hands but he didn't let me go. "She almost fucking killed you." He hissed against my ear. The anger seeped into his voice. He really did care. Or was it just a phase?

"What do you want?" I asked, my voice small compared to how it was before.

He shook his head, the grin still on his face. "Thought that was fucking obvious." He laughed in my face, his eyes shining. He let my hand go, watching them drop to my side. He leaned towards me again, his face near my neck. He gave me small lingering kisses on my neck causing me to shiver a bit at the feeling. He kissed all the way up to my ear and breathe one word.

A word that made me shiver again.

"You."

There, he had said it. There was no more guessing or uncertainty. I knew what he wanted but I also knew I couldn't give him what he wanted. I shook my head, stilling only when he grabbed my face with both his hands. "You don't want me." I whispered placing my hand on his wrists. "I'm a monster."

He growled dangerously. "Don't call yourself that. What you did, that was out of self defense."

I pushed against his shoulders but he didn't budge. "I cut off a man's dick I doubt that's self defense." I hissed in his face. His eyes narrowed, he wasn't used to be talked back to, especially not by a kid.

"I've killed more than three. Am I a monster too." I sighed averting his gaze, silent. "Answer me Skylar." He growled, pressing harder against me. I yelped at the close contact. I could feel his bulge press between my legs. Very uncomfortable.

"I don't know-."

"Yes you fucking do. I'm the monster." I glanced into his eyes.

"Why do you want me?" I whispered, tossing my head into his chest. His actions were confusing. "You could have any woman and yet you want a girl."

He jerked me from his chest, looking deeply into my eyes. "I don't want anyone else. Can't you fucking see I want you? Fuck I'm risking my ass and trying to control my urge to fuck you because I know you're not ready."

I blushed at his words. God he was putting images into my head, something I so did not need at the moment. "This can't happen. I...I don't want to get hurt."

With that said, I pushed Happy and he finally relented, moving so I could walk away. He was going to hurt me, there was no doubt. Maybe not physically but emotionally I would be hurt. I was still a kid no matter what I went through. He didn't deserve a fuck-up like me. He could get somebody better. Yet, all the while I felt the pain in my chest for rejecting him. He had confessed to me but I just turned him down.

Fuck.

I rejected a killer.

So fucking great.