A/N: I do not own anything in regards to Sons of Anarchy that belongs to the genius and his name is Kurt Sutter. I do however own Izzy Morrow, Jillian, and Rayne and whatever issues that they may have. I do also own other OC's and non- show character plot. Sorry for the delay in the next chapters, I moved and trying to get that in order. Oh my gosh, everything has been really busy. So here is Chapter 14:
I was a trapped like a caged lion on the verge of eating my keeper. It had been two days of constant interruption and questions to see if I was o.k. I was fine except for the fact that I hadn't been eating very much and that sleep was pretty much impossible and that was becoming a problem. I wanted to escape from my mind and from Charming, but I wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. I mostly enjoyed my days watching the plentiful stacks of DVD's courtesy of Juice and his need to make sure that I watched all of the classics. Bobby had brought over the stacks of piles of homework that had accumulated and was very much in need of doing, but I was waiting for when I really needed it and today was not the day that was going to happen. I had made myself some tea when the there was a knock on the backdoor, but before I could reach the door Tig was by my side as he opened the door.
"Hey Red, Bubbles, and my fourth favorite letter of the alphabet times two, she's right here", as he motioned them to come in the door.
"Oh my god, you face what the fuck, Iz", as Jillian cupped my face.
"I know it looks bad, but it's really o.k.".
"Well, it's Friday and we are not going to the game tonight. It's is ladies night. You have been pent up with all this testosterone and need a little bit of estrogen to mellow you out or its going to make you go crazy", added Sara as she dropped her bag on the floor with a thump causing me to flinch a little," Sorry about that".
"No worries, it just happens every now and again".
As the girls made their way inside, Tig closed the door and walked over to the table," Girls, keep her entertained and call if there are any problems or something feels wrong, do you guys here me"?
"Yes", was all Jillian, Delilah, and Sara could say as Tig sent them a look that he was very serious.
"Tig, calm down we will call you if any weirdo's are lurking outside, we will let you know I promise", as I walked over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek, "You can go I promise we will behave and call, I swear".
Tig grabbed his kutte and made his way to the backdoor we sat at the table looking at each other and till we heard the sound of his motorcycle fade before we started talking.
"Spill, what the hell happened", as Jillian grabbed bottle water from the fridge?
"How much has the guys told you"?
"Enough, for us to be concerned and worried", Sara said as she took a drink from her bottle, "Kozik says Happy flipped his lid when they heard about you in Bakersfield. They were at his moms' house when Chibs called them. Rushed back to Charming to be with you, Kozik thinks that Happy is in love. Is that true, does he love you"?
As much as I hated the fact that the guys talked more than us girls did, it was a clear sign that I had not imagined it from the other day when he said I love you to me. I took in a deep breath and a nice gulp of water and answered the question that was laid out on the table.
"That's what he told me the other day when he was here".
"Ummm, what did you tell him", as Delilah put her hair in a ponytail," Please tell me you told him you loved him, too"?
"I didn't say anything to him at all. He just walked away and went back out to the garage. What was I suppose to do profess my unrequited love to him as well and share a kiss? Is that going to make everything o.k. and all will be forgiven with a few simple words and a kiss. This isn't a fairytale and I'm not goddamn princess and he sure as shit isn't a fucking knight in shining armor".
"Iz, we never said anything about forgiving him. We know your not a princess, but…,"as Sara sighed," Maybe he could be your knight if you let him".
"I know your trying to help really I do, but if he hadn't fucked up we would not be having this conversation", as I pushed my water bottle to the center of the table.
Delilah and Jillian looked at each other, "I think we're going to need something a lot stronger than bottled water".
"I'll get the glasses", as Delilah rose from her chair and started towards the kitchen.
"I'll get the bottles", as Jillian walked over to bar, grabbing the key from the dish and opening the cabinet, surveying, and pulling out some JD, tequila, and vodka. Juggling to bring the bottles over to the table," I think we're going to need some food to soak up this liquor".
I got up from the table and open the drawer in the kitchen where my mom likes to hide the take out menus," so what are you guys up for", as I tossed the menus to the center of the table," we got Chinese, Italian, Mexican, and the diner so what will it be"?
After about twenty minutes of deliberating we had decided on Chinese. I had dialed the number and placed the order and from what the person on the other line had said that it was going to be a least an hour wait.
"So what are we going to do in the mean time till the food gets here", Delilah asked as she removed a ten dollar bill from her wallet and placed in on the table.
"Put your money away, Del".
"Why, who's going to pay for it"?
"That's the reason why we have this", as I reached into the cookie jar that was hidden in one of the cabinets," Mom likes to have take out money and since I'm usually the only one that uses it she keeps it stocked".
"Oh, well maybe we can get into the hot tub while we wait".
"That sounds like an excellent way to relax and unwind. To get all of that tension you got out".
"I brought my bathing suit", Delilah said as she rummaged though her bag and pulled out a black halter top and black bikini bottoms.
"I always have mine", said Sara.
"So do I", as Jillian found hers in her bag as well.
"You guys can hope in, I can't get my stitches wet", as I rose from my chair and started to head upstairs.
"Wait a second your not going to get wet, you'll all about the water and now all of sudden your not. It's not like you going to go under water or something".
"I just don't want to go, so can we please drop it".
"We're best friends since when do you think we are going to drop anything all of sudden".
"Fine, since I can't get you to shut up about it. Is Juice or Kozik coming by here tonight or anything"?
"As far as I know, they have club business that needed to be handled and that it was probably going to be a late one, why"?
As I walked over and pulled the blinds closed to my windows," you can't react or say anything that your going to see tonight, promise me".
As the girls looked at each other," we promise", as their attention was back to me in full motion. I closed the door and locked it behind so that no one else would walk in," are you ready"?
"Yeah", they all said in unison.
I slowly lifted my shirt and pulled it off the best I could, and with one look I knew that I should have told them to go home that I was tired when there was a knock on the door.
I untied the drawstring to my sweatpants and let them fall to the ground as I lifted my feet and stepped out of them. This scene of pure shock and awe was like it was out of a Lifetime Movie. I stood for a minute then spun around, I looked like a freak. Starting from my head, I have a three to four inch cut that was stitched closed, my left cheek had a smaller cut that was superficial but was covered with a large bruise that worked it way from my ear to almost my nose. I had the slightly bruised teeth marks on the tops of my breasts. Moving further down my body was the winner of the bruise contest, my left side was bruised from underneath my bra down to my hip, from the center of my ribcage to the center of my back. A small knot protruded where my minuscule of a fractured rib now rested, with leery eyes following with me I had hand prints and not itty bitty hand prints , but monstrous ones flowing down each one of my legs and all the way around.
"What the fuck, Izzy this is serious. Do the guys know", as Jillian wiped her face and started pacing the room.
"I don't know what to say, oh my god", as she stared at me with her wide tearful eyes.
"So are you going to get into the hot tub or what", as Delilah stared at me for an answer.
"WHAT", Sara and Jillian barked together.
"What do you mean what? She said not to react and we promised her that we wouldn't say anything", as she headed into the bathroom to change into her bathing suit.
Sara and Jillian exchanged a look of disbelief and shock as their eyes followed Del to the bathroom and watch as it closed behind her.
"Is she serious", Jillian asked.
From the other side of the door, "Yes, I'm serious. Get your asses changed and don't forget to grab me a towel. Oh, and by the way, if you want to talk shit I can still hear you, thin walls".
As I looked at my three best friends, I couldn't help but laugh at the fact that Delilah had actually kept her word this one time when the others would not shut the hell up. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out my dark navy blue bikini and started to undress. All the while, dismissing the questions and objections from Jillian and Sara, as the changed as well.
After changing and heading downstairs, we hopped into the hot tub and started to play music. First, after the initial shock Jillian and Sara started to unwind and relax and that had help me out tremendously. I heard the doorbell ring, and without a second thought Delilah hopped out and wrapped a towel around her waist and headed for the door.
"Look, before you open, It could be Tig playing eye spy with you out there", I shouted as I turned my head and saw that she waved in acknowledgement.
Delilah peered out the peephole on the front door, she lot out a sigh as she opened the door," I think I should call Tig".
"Why the hell would you want to call him for", Kozik asked with a scowl.
"He said to call if there were any weirdo's hanging around outside", as she pointed to the four Sons in front of her.
"Tig calling anyone else a weirdo, now that's funny", as Juice
said with a wide grin.
Delilah stepped to the side as the guys walked into the house.
"Is that the food", I asked not really turning around?
"No, exactly", was the only thing that escaped from Delilah's lips.
I slowly turned around, afraid of what I might be looking at when I was smacked in the face by cold hard reality of Kozik, Happy, Juice and Half-Sack standing on my back porch. As the doorbell rang, I was so hoping that I was going to be saved by the bell; no luck in that happening. I turned back around and eyed Sara, who notice the look of panic that started to splash across my face. She knew that they would ask questions that I wasn't ready to answer. Jillian hopped out first making her way to Juice, then Sara hoped out as well wrapping a towel around her waist. When I turned to get out, I stood and turned around and noticed the looks of horror and pure anger splashing across my fathers' brothers faces.
"Oh my god"!
Sara quickly opened my towel and handed it to me before they could see my legs and send them into a total fit of rage. I wrapped the towel around my waist and took the steps very slowly, as to not trip and bust my ass on the hot tub steps.
I made my way inside and headed up the stairs to change. I walked into my room and locked the door. Once the door was locked, I stripped as fast as I could manage without sending pain shooting up my side. I put on my black velour sweatpants and a hot pink tank top that I pulled up a littler higher than I normally would. I place my feet in my fuzzy pink slippers and proceeded to the kitchen. I looked around and notice that Happy wasn't with everyone else at the table. I followed to look that I got from Kozik that told me he was outside. Sliding the glass door open, I stepped lightly across the cement, "There's enough food if you're hungry and there's beer in the fridge".
Not a word was spoken, not a glance was given and I knew that this was the beginning of a long conversation that was going to lead into other things that I didn't really want to hear right now.
"Why didn't you tell me it was this bad", as he exhaled smoke.
"It's not that big of a deal. Tara said that this is what is expected and I tend to bruise easily. You should come and eat before they eat it all".
"What else are you lying about"?
"I'm not lying about anything else.
"Yes ,you are. You're a terrible liar".
"What do I have to lie about? The bruises that cover my body or the fact that they weren't really trying to take my truck. They were sending the Sons a message through me".
"I'm suppose to protect you from that, you weren't suppose to get hurt".
"Are you tripping over a the fact that I got hurt, or that if you hadn't hooked up with Rayne that this never would have happened cause we would have been together".
"And I will have to live with that for the rest of my life. They club makes decisions, we vote on it, and sometimes innocent people get hurt. But we try to protect you from the blowback of shit happening".
"I know the club comes first, it just sucks that I happen to be a casualty of war. What are you suppose to protect me from, my life".?
I turned and walked away with not so much as another word from him. The guys had stayed the night, we finished the evening off with watching a couple of horror flicks. Everyone fell asleep in the respective place where they laid. I had managed to get a couple of hours of sleep when I woke from a nightmare. The same nightmare that had plagued my dreams for the past three nights. I sat up to quickly for my own good and really wished that I hadn't at the precise moment. I was covered in sweat and breathing really hard, my head was pounding, side was splitting, and there were watchful eyes following my every move.
"What", as I strained from a barely there whisper as to not wake the others?
"Nothing, you alright".
"Peachy, just grand and yourself", as I slowly lifted off of the couch and started for the kitchen. I reached the cabinet, that housed the ibuprofen but before I could grab the bottle; I was stopped by Happy reaching into the cabinet and grabbing the bottle himself. He unscrewed the lid and handed my two. I shuffled to the fridge to grab a bottle of water, but there was one already sitting there unopened. I took several gulps of cold water and washed the pills down. I just hope to god that they take effect sooner rather than later.
"You should lay down".
"I'm not tired anymore. I have plenty of homework that needs to be done so I should probably start on that".
"You're hurt, you should be resting".
"Now all of a sudden you're worried about me being hurt, that's didn't stop you before".
"I told you I'm sorry about that. She meant nothing. I love you".
"I know, you keep telling me as if that is a magic spell and I'm suppose to forget and we are to start over from where we at. That's make believe, they may call me a princess; but I sure as shit don't believe in fairy tales".
I sat down and started on the piles of homework that were eating up the other half of the kitchen table. Happy sat at the other end drawing and god knows what else. I was tired and not just any kind of tired, the kind where you make mistakes. I tried my hardest to keep my heavy eyelids open, but as such sleep had come to claim me. I relaxed and let the nightmares come, and did it ever.
"Hey, Boss we got a pretty one. Can we play for a little bit".
"No", as I gasped and shuttered
"Nice and tight, she has a tits on her that will make any grown man cry. Little man way don't you come get a feel of what real ones feel like".
"Leave me alone".
"Come on Boss, can we play just for a little while"?
"NO"! I shot straight up from the table breathing as if I ran a marathon.
My shirt was covered in sweat and I had alerted Happy to my troubles. He was at my side in a instant grabbing a hold of my face, "Iz, Isabel, you're alright".
I shook my heard and tried to get a clear picture in my very hazy eyes," What, I'm fine", as I shook my head.
"Look at me", cupping my chin in his warm, large hands.
I looked at him in the eyes and they were not dark and cold, but warm and full of concern. I ran my fingers through my hair and took a deep breathe," I'm o.k., it was just a dream".
Happy walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, when he turned around I was making my way up the stairs. I walked into my room and toward the bathroom; I splashed cold water on my face and dried off my arms. I closed the door, taking a few minutes to calm my self down; I slide down the door and sobbed quietly to myself. I could hear Happy enter my on the other side of the door, I stifled my cries and just sat on the floor.
I opened the door to find him sitting on my bed, I just looked his way and walked out of my room. The nightmare that happened that night was never discussed again.
The weekend had flown by quickly, I had held onto the homework to work on late at night so I could hold off on sleeping. I preferred sleeping in the day time, because people were always checking on me. So it really wasn't sleeping, but quick little power naps.
I had finished all of my homework and was getting ready for school.
Mom walked in," You don't have to go to school, you know".
"I know, but you guys are killing me with the Hawk-eyes".
"O.k., well I will take you to St. Thomas so Tara can take out you stitches and so you can get a release to go back to classes".
"O.K."
"After school, you are to be picked up and brought to the garage. When you get your truck back, and that should be today someone is going to meet you at school to follow you back here and from the garage to home if me or your dad can't take you".
"Anything else you guys might want to add, ankle monitor, chipped collars, or I got it you tag and release back into the wild".
"Smartass", as my mom walked out of my room and down the stairs.
The ride to St. Thomas was short and sweet. We waited for Tara to come in and walked us back to an exam room.
"How's the head"?
"Just as hard as ever", my mom said sending a smile my way.
Tara and I giggled at the comment.
"Any headaches, blurred vision, dizziness or seeing spots"?
"No, nothing like that at all".
She slowly lifted up my top and started to press gently into my ribcage causing me to wince in pain.
"Still sore".
"Yeah, just a little bit, but it's getting better.
"How's the wrist"?
"That's better, not quite so sore as it was at first".
"O.k., so here is the deal. First, I'm going to run another x-ray at your ribs and see if your healing and if there is anymore damage. Second, I'm going to remove your stitches and put some ointment that will prevent a scar, and third I'm going to release you so you can go back to school, but only if you promise me no dancing , no running, nothing strenuous and no cheerleading for at least 6 weeks".
"Oh, well there goes the season, do I have a choice"?
"Yeah, you can follow my directions or your can sit at home for 6 weeks with the guys bothering the hell out of you".
"That was no exercise, right; I can manage that for 6 weeks".
"Gemma, I'm going to write her a prescription for the ointment if you wanted to go down to the pharmacy and they can fill it will I get the x-ray started".
"Sure, doc. Whatever you say", as my mom got up from her seat and grabbed her purse and walked out.
"Wow, subtle Tara. Why didn't you just tell her to get the hell out".
"I wanted to see if you were o.k. Donna said something about you were having nightmares".
"Not so much nightmares, just bad dreams. Replaying what happened in my head and waking up soaking wet and sometimes crying but it hasn't happened for a while".
"Is there anything else you want to talk about before Gemma comes back"?
"Nope, everything is all good".
"O.k., lets go and get that x-ray taken care of".
I walked with Tara down to radiology and had a scan done. We waited for the results and if luck would have it there wouldn't be any more damage. Instead I had a small fracture and my rib was intact just cracked and Tara said the healing might not take that long since I was young. She removed my stitches and covered it with that special cream. I got my note to take back to school and a note to Coach G for and excuse. I was all set to go back to school.
Mom drive to CHS and parked walking in with me, till we got to Emily Duncan's office. Now, Emily was a principle but she was also a croweater and since we were on her turf mom had to play nice. But she likes Emily so everything was all good.
"You have your release papers to come back to school"
"Yep, here there are".
"I wanted to talk about safety concerns for her", my mom said as I rolled my eyes," Her father and I want someone to pick her up and bring her home, so some of the guys will ride with her here then leave. If there is anything abnormal that you see or here please could you let us know".
"Why don't you guys talk about this later"?
"This is a school, not a clubhouse. I take everything here very serious and that this is a neutral and safe place for you guys to go. Samcro may keep you safe in this town but, here I will keep you safe on campus, o.k.".
"Yes, ma'am", as I looked at my mom. I think she was a little impressed at Emily right about now. She stood her ground and made it clear, shit wasn't going to happen here," Can I go to class now"?
"Yeah, you can go, Izzy, here take this pass and your free".
"Here you go and take it easy".
"I sure will Emily. Yes, mom before you say anything I will be out front waiting for you when the bell rings", as I kissed her on the cheek and walked out of the office and towards my locker.
"Hey, Izzy, Oh my god what the hell happened to you", as Derrick approached my locker and taking my face into his hands," Was this that boyfriend of yours that did this".
"Oh god no, why would you ever say something like that?"
"I know he runs with that motorcycle crew in town. People talk saying their a bad element".
"Well, I guess I'm bad, too. He is apart of the Sons. He would cut off his own hand if it ever touched me like that. My father and brother are the president and vice president. The Sons are my family, don't go around believing everything you here around here".
"Am I interrupting something"?
As I turned around I noticed my mother standing there listening to the whole conversation, "No, ma just talking is all".
"Iz, don't be rude. Aren't you going to introduce us".
"Derrick Weston this is my mother Gemma Teller- Morrow".
"Ma, this is Derrick Weston".
"Nice to meet you, young man".
"Nice to meet you to, ma'am".
Derrick turned and walked off to class.
"I don't like him", as she turned towards me and gave me a look that she is serious.
"What are you talking about? He's just the new guy at school and he is actually quite nice".
"Yeah, a little to nice and very good looking. Iz promise me you will keep a distance from him until you fix shit with Happy".
"I have to go to class now".
"What you can't talk about him now. So he told you he loves you. You can try to hid that fact that you love him too, but it wont do you any good. I know it. You know it. The only one that doesn't know it is Happy cause you won't tell him".
"Am I suppose to forget what happened here".
"Your father broke the rules what happens on a run, stays on the run when that little tart come here".
"Yeah, and you hit her with a skateboard and refuse to allow daddy to bail you out".
"Yeah, but we mended fences your father and I. As for the girl, she really wants Half-Sack, so she has no clear feelings for you dad".
"Yeah, but there is a problem Rayne has feelings for Happy and he hooked up with her here in my home town".
"Look forgive him cause he isn't going to stick around forever waiting on your ass. He made a mistake during a real hard time. Get over it".
"Wow, your words are encouraging".
"What happens if something were to happen to him, you would never forgive yourself. Just tell him the truth", as she planted a kiss on my lips and turned to walk away. The sound of her heels clicking on the linoleum was edging me to maybe she was right. That was one thing that Jax and I never wanted to admit that maybe the Queen was right, I would never forgive myself if something happened to him and I never told him the truth.
The question played over in my mind all day long. Do you really love Happy"? The answer was not so cut and dry. I went through the whole day trying to answer that question in a logical since of mind it wasn't quite clear. School had finished and after all the questionable looks and whispers behind my back I was final glad this day was over. I walked to the front of the school and saw Jax pull up in my truck.
"Oh, you are so beautiful".
"Well, thanks darlin", as he jumped out of my truck and come to the other side and opened the door," How was school", lil sis".
"Same as it is everyday, boring", as I put on my seatbelt, "how's everything going on with you".
"Everything is just grand, darlin. Lets get you back to the clubhouse".
We arrived at the clubhouse. I walked into the office and there was a manila envelope with my name on it sitting in the mail bin. I sat down at the desk and opened it and out slid several pictures of me unconscious in the woods. I dropped the envelope then picked it up again and starting from the first to the next 11, there were of the masked men kissing and cutting away my panties. I stuffed the package into my bag and ran to the bathroom with my hand on my mouth. I reached the bathroom and spewed my guts. I was cold, clammy, and shaky my head was spinning and I felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest. I was clearly having a panic attack and need to find a paper bag quick, but I was trapped in the bathroom. I cupped my hands together tightly and brought them to my mouth making a seal with my hands and breathing slow and deep. It was working and I was coming back down to earth and returning to myself. There was knocking on the door and I kept telling them I was fine. I pulled out the packet of pictures and slowly started to go through them.
They wore there masks and you couldn't tell who they were. I was lying there unconscious and they were cutting away my panties. At the bottom of the pictures the message, we are watching you was written. I was scared and shaking.
"Hey, Izzy lass, you alright in there"?
"Yeah, I'm good, Chibs", as I unlocked the bathroom door and opened it," I ate a muffin that had peanut butter in it and it was gross made me sick".
"Oh, the dreaded peanut butter. I remember you aren't fond of that are you".
"No, I'm not fond of it, since I was a little girl. Remember when Bobby made peanut butter cookies and the smell made me so sick for like days I couldn't eat anything".
"Aye remember", as he chuckled and gave me a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek," You're head feelin alright. Don't want you running and hidin in closets, again no would we".
"No, closets for me and I'm doing just fine. Thanks for asking, head is as clear as it's ever been".
"That's good my dear", as he gave me final kiss and went back to the bar.
I made my way back to the office and finish out of the day. Mom and I went home and had a quiet dinner and went to bed. The rest of the week ha strangely been quiet and the guys were out most of the time. So a safety ride for me was mostly mom or Piney that came to the school to follow me to the clubhouse. The week had wrapped up and I was finishing up the last of the paperwork when there was a kncok on the office door.
"Come in".
As I looked up from my files, Happy was standing in front of me smoking a cigarette," your mom went to go check up on Abel. She told me to follow you home, check the house, and make sure you are alright".
"You don't have to do that".
"I want to", as he stubbed out his cigarette," Let me know when your ready to go, I'll be outside", as he turned and walked away.
30 minutes later I was done and the rain that had poured in the early afternoon was still coming down," I'm ready, do you want to drive my truck".
"Naw, I'm good. It's not that wet out yet".
"O.k.", as I hopped in my truck, backing out and proceeded to my house. We arrived at my house in 20 minutes despite the falling rain.
Happy took my keys and checked the house before returning to the front porch.
"It's clear, you can go inside. Lock the doors when I leave".
"You're not going to stay", as I tried to look him in his eyes for he was not looking at mine," I could make you some dinner or we could watch a movie".
"No, I got to get going", as he made his way back to the his bike and mounted it.
I ran to his bike and grabbed his arm," I thought maybe we could talk, straighten a couple of things out".
"You said you needed space and I'm trying to give it. I'm not going to keep apologizing to you. If you want to be with me I'm here if not then let me know. Go inside before you freeze do death and lock the door".
I turned and walked into the house thinking that my mother was right. He wasn't going to wait for me to figure out what I was going to do. I ran upstairs and peered out of my curtains and when he saw that I was upstairs he started his bike a went down the street. I followed him as he made his way to the end of the street before he turned to head back to the clubhouse. I was about to close the curtain when I saw three flashes of lights, the roar of his throttle and the tipping of his bike. Before I knew it, I was running down the stairs and out the front door.
"Happy oh my god, Happy", as I rushed to his side. All I could here was a shallow wheezing sound escape from his lips. I looked down and noticed that his once very white t-shirt was blood red. He opened in his eyes and he couldn't get the words out.
I patted his kutte looking for his phone, when I heard laughing coming from behind me," I told you he was a dead man".
I unclipped his gun from his holster and slowly turned around, I could hear laughing coming from the fence that house bushes going towards the south. I raised the gun and fired three shots in that area and all I could here besides from the rain was the sound of boots running away.
I turned back to Happy and continued to look for his phone, I picked it up and dialed the last number, Kozik.
"Hey bro, you're missing one hell of a party. Where you at"?
"Kozik, Help me please! Please help me"!
"Iz, Izzy where are you? Where's Happy at"?
"I'm at my house someone shot him. He's bleeding real bad and I don't….don't think his breathing".
"We're on our way"!
I sat kneeled by Happy's side, holding pressure to his wounds, from what I could tell he was hit in the chest, side and leg. He was breathing but barely. His blood was pooling on the ground and the constant stream of rain made it run down the street. I took off my TM shirt and pressed it as tight as I could when I heard the roar of Harley's coming my way. I took my free hand and waved it in the air, as my brother, Kozik, Tig, Chibs, and Juice came sprinting in my direction.
"Over here", as I waved like a mad men to draw attention to use down the street.
OH, Jesus Christ!", as Chibs replaced my hands with his and pulled Juice down beside him.
Jax wrapped me in his arms and rubbed my back, "Tell me what happened, all of it".
"He was… was leaving the house and I saw", gasping for air cause it felt like I was going to pass out," three flashes and he went down".
"Iz, Izzy, Isabel….. What else happened"?
"I came out of the house, running down the street. Someone was laughing told me" I told you he was a dead man. I grabbed his gun and shot that way, but all I could here boots scraping as they ran away".
Kozik took of his hoodie and placed it around my shoulders me not realizing I was standing there in my bra, jeans and bare foot. The guys hustled to clear the scene as someone alerted to the hail of bullets, the cops were on there way.
"You know what to do, Iz".
"Yeah, I do".
Chibs and I were holding pressure to his chest and abdomen wound, while Juice was holding pressure to his leg. The ambulance arrived as so did Hale , Crabbe, and Fain.
One of the paramedics told me to let go and that he got it. As soon as we made the switch they were hooking him up and to the monitor. The sound that made my heart race and his racing heart was shown on the monitor played in my head. I covered my mouth and Kozik wrapped a arm around my shoulders when then monitor stopped beeping and a flat ear piecing tone played out.
"What's going on"?
"Get her out of here"!
"We need to shock him".
"Start at 200, everyone clear", as his body reacted and jerked on the asphalt.
"Oh, my god", as I lurched forward only to be stopped by Kozik.
"No, Iz", as he grabbed me by my waist.
"No, please god no".
"Shock again! 300 clear"!
"Still no pulse", as one of the emt's was recycling trying to find a pulse.
"Let's go again 360, clear", shocking him again they got a slow and erratic heartbeat," We got to get him to St. Thomas".
The tall emt ran back to the ambulance and got out the back board and the guys help move and lift him as he got into the ambulance. I was fighting with Kozik to let me go. He finial did and I ran over to Happy before they loaded him in, "I love you, do you hear me", as I placed a kiss on his lips.
Jax motioned for Chibs, "I'll go with him, love".
"Don't let him die", as I had tears streaming down my face," I love him", as Chibs climbed into the ambulance and headed toward St. Thomas.