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Not Trouble, never

Rachael and Tristan were taken to the hospital. Yasmin was crying her eyes out from the shock of everything that happened in just that one hour they were gone. Jackie and Alana were trying to console her. And me...I didn't know.

I was just standing there. Watching everyone react. I was sitting on one of the Sons' bike when Gemma came over to me.

"How are you doing Angel?" She asked in her motherly like tone to me. "I don't know." I answered shrugging my shoulders. "Why did this happen here? Why would someone go after them? I don't understand Gemma." My stomach lurched again and I finally felt the pain I should have long ago.

I hurried off the bike and threw up everything I ate that day: the cotton candy, the ice cream, the soda, the water. Anything that was in my stomach was on the ground. "Angel." Gemma said reacting fast. She came to my side and held my hair out of the way while I threw up. I was disgusted and to see the way my friends were treated. Like they were nothing but to be used for pleasure by some monster.

"Hap I think you should take Angel home." Gemma said to Happy. I didn't want to go home while my friends were in the hospital, traumatized. "No..." I whispered standing straight. I wiped my mouth. "Come on kid. Don't fight on this one." Happy pleaded not in the mood to put up with my defiance. Someone handed me a napkin and I cleaned my mouth and the back of my hand.

"Thanks." I said without looking them in the eye. I followed behind Happy slowly. "Come on kid." He told me, his hand on the back of my head and pushing me forward so we were beside each other.

I rode on the back of his bike, like always, but instead of going home he took me to the hospital. Once off the bike he stopped me from walking ahead. "Only for a little while. Your already worked up as it is." He warned me, pointing to my shaking hands. My nerves were going crazy.

"Okay Dad." I muttered. We entered the hospital and Happy went to the main desk to ask for the patients. "What's Rachael's last name?" Happy asked, "Donovan." I answered. He turned his attention back to the receptionist,

Rachael and I hadn't been friends long, maybe 9 months tops. And then something like that happens? I didn't understand why is was her? Or Tristan? "Come on Angel." He walked down the small hall and turned into Room 8. "I'm going to go outside. When I come back we leave." I nodded to him and watched him leave. There in the bed dressed in a blue hospital gown was Rachael fast asleep. Beside the bed were her parents: Michael and Laura Donovan. Her mother was crying as she looked at her daughter. Her husband was furious, his hands balled into fists.

When her mother spotted me, her expression became one of anger. "How dare you come in her room?" She nearly screamed at me but she kept her tone down for Rachael's sake. "What?" I asked confused. She was angry...at me for what happened? "Don't play stupid. If she never met you then she wouldn't have been at the Carnival." She accused and I lowed my eyes to the ground. "She would have been at home where she would have been safe."

I didn't want to believe her but there was always that small part of a person that agreed to what a person was saying. I was no different. "I did nothing to her. I tried to help her." I defended standing my ground. She stalked towards me, her husband having no time to grab her before she was in my face.

"You let my little girl get raped!" I couldn't brace myself for the hit. Before I knew it her hand met my cheek and I hit the floor. My cheek stung and I could feel small droplets of blood fall from when her nails grazed my skin. She was red in the face. Her hand still in the air. Tears fell from my eyes out of instant reaction to the slap. My chest heaved up an down while my heart raced. My hand was going crazy from the nerve shock I was suffering. She hit me.

I was never good enough to Laura Donovan. Since I was born into the Sons Of Anarchy Charter I was trouble just like them. I was like walking death to her and she tried her best to shield Rachael from me. But unlike Laura, Rachael didn't use stereotypes. I was given a chance because Rachael didn't want to be like her mother. She wanted to rebel and what better way than to be with the one person she hated. Me. "You hit me..." I muttered confused.

"Yes I did because girls like you deserve it." I glared at her. "Girls like me?" I screamed. I got up from the floor. "Girls like you who grown up in such disgusting ways." I shook my head. "You don't know what the hell you are talking about. I'm leaving I don't need your pathetic attempt of lashing out for what happened to your daughter." I snapped.

Michael was holding his wife around the waist keeping her from attacking me. "Laura calm down. Think about what your doing." He pleaded. "Good bye Mr. Donovan." I said as I turned to walk away. She was just being a mother who's child got hurt. That was all. I wouldn't hit an adult, not if they truly deserved it. I had respect.

I rushed out and bumped into one of the doctors working there. "What happened to your face?" It was Tara Knowles. She was Jax's current girlfriend, I liked her, she was okay. "Nothing." I tried to walk past her only she grabbed my shoulders and forced me to stop. "Your bleeding so its nothing."

"I don't want to talk about it so please just drop it." I pushed her grasp off me and walked to the door, wiping the tears falling on my cheeks. Nobody had ever hit me like that. Not even my mother. I didn't deserve the treatment I was getting from her.

I don't know what I was expecting when I got outside. Part of me wanted to see Laura threatened but another wanted no more trouble. Outside was Happy, Jax, and Chibs. All gathered around their bikes chatting to themselves intently. Something was going to happen.

Chibs was the one to spot me coming along with the red marks on my cheek. He made a motion to the others by tapping is cheek and saying something else that got the others looking at me. "What the hell happened?" Happy demanded lifting my chin to get a better look at the cuts.

At first I didn't answer still debating whether I wanted to see Laura in trouble or not. It was strange to have that power. But I decided quickly. "Laura Donovan slapped me." I admitted staring Happy in the eyes. His eyes went wide with anger and before I could tell him to leave it, he was storming back inside the hospital.

I chased him back inside, Jax and Chibs beside me. "Dad leave it!" I yelled when we got inside. He was already headed to the room. "Dad!" I shouted but he ignored me. I could hear the argument before I reached the door.

"Did you fucking hit my daughter?" He screamed at Laura. "Yes." She answered, defiantly. Jax and Chibs went in after him. Happy might forget that men don't hit women no matter what they did. "Brother calm down." Chibs told him in his thick accent. I liked Chibs. He was a good member of the Club. He was kind and funny and loyal. "You fucking come near her again and so much as touch a hair on her head, you'll be wishing you never came to Charming!"

Happy rarely ever got mad and when he did it was for a good reason, like then.

"I'm sorry she's just a bit worked up." Michael said trying to keep his wife safe, He loved his family and he would do all he could to protect them, just like Happy. Happy pulled me out with him and I found Jax and Tara talking. "Go get that cleaned." He ordered me. Tara was waving me over to her and I followed her to another small room.

"How are the dreams coming along." She said sitting in a seat across from me. I stared at her confused. "How did you..."

"Happy told me. He said you've had nightmares for a while now and that you're not sleeping so good."

I nodded slowly. "I can prescribe you some sleeping pills if you want." She was watching me for a moment and I nodded again. She slowly wrote something on a pad and I wanted to ask her a question but I wasn't sure how she would answer.

"Can I ask you something Tara?" She looked at me waiting. "Am I trouble?" She gave me soft eyes. "Listen to me." She started, "Whatever Laura said to you wasn't true okay. She was upset and took it out on you. You are not trouble."

I smiled at her. Jax was a lucky guy. "Now lets get you cleaned up. Those small cuts are getting red."

I wasn't trouble. I could not stop Rachael or Tristan from getting hurt. I was just a kid,