Chapter 21

It was blissful to have Juice back home with me. I was actually looking forward to going with him to the SAMCRO party. It has been a while okay almost a year since we had been to one together. I wasn't really looking forward to being around all the porn stars that I would know would be there but thankfully Ima wouldn't be invited…unless Jax was feeling nice about things. Which I doubt he would be but there was always that chance. I showered and decided to curl my hair, I let it fall in waves down my back and over my breasts. I wore a light amount of makeup and put on some cherry red lipstick. I wore a strapless black dress that clung to my curves and a slight amount of cleavage. I walked out of the bedroom and into the living room where Juice was sitting on the arm of the couch looking at his cell phone. He looked up at me as I stopped to put on my cute pair of red heels that were a similar color to my lipstick.

"Oh my god." Was all he said to me before he got up and took me into his arms and kissed me.

"Juice." I pulled myself away from him because I knew if I didn't stop it, we would end up back in the bedroom and not at the party. "We need to go, we can do this later." I smiled at him as I wiped my lipstick off of his lips.

He looked disappointed but started to head out of the house, because he knew I was right. He hadn't shaved his head back into a Mohawk so he had a head full of thick black hair. He looked extremely hot with hair, I would have been happy if he never shaved his head again. He was also wearing his cut which added to his sexiness. I sighed deeply thinking about how happy I was to have him back home. While I was getting ready he had pulled his bike out of the garage where I had it stored. He handed me my helmet with a smile on his face.

"Are you excited to ride?" I asked.

"Yeah, I've missed it almost as much as I have missed you." He smiled as he got on the bike.

"Well I am glad was missed more than your bike." I climbed on the back and wrapped my arms around him. I was immediately taken back to the first time I climbed onto the back of a bike with Juice. I was hit by butterflies, it was a sweet feeling. "You still give me butterflies, after all this time." I said quietly. He turned to look at me with a giant smiled as he kicked his bike to life and sped out of the driveway towards the club house.

When we got to the club house and it looked like the party was just starting to get into the swing of things. I carefully got off the bike and readjusted my dress as I was doing that Juice looked at me with slight shock.

"Are you wearing underwear?" He asked straight out,

I smiled at him cunningly and slowly shook my head, "Surprise….now that will give you something to think about all night." He took my hand into his and kissed it.

"You're going to be the death of me." He said. "We may not make it home before I have to have my way with you again." He slapped my ass hard as we walked towards the club house.

"Welcome back Juice." One of the croweaters waved at him. She was cute petite blonde who had showed up about a month before we got married. She seemed a little too excited to have my husband back. I shot her a warning look as we walked by her. She stepped back with acknowledgment.

"Jealous?" Juice asked as we walked inside.

"Really? No. She just needs to know her place." I looked at him sideways he has a smirk on his face.

"Face it beautiful, you were jealous. I would be if some guy was flirting with you." He stopped me and turned to face me. "Especially with how you are dressed tonight. I would not be okay with that."

"Well you have nothing to be worried about." I said to him as I felt to arms grab me from behind before I knew it was swung around into the arms of Chibs.

"Hello love." He kissed me on the forehead.

"Hi Chibs. It's good to have you back." I smiled at him as I embraced him. He was a sight for sore eyes, I saw him once or twice while I was in visiting Juice. He understood why I didn't visit him often because I wanted to use my visitation time for Juice.

"Tis good to be back." He said loudly as he walked up to the bar and pounded it demanding a drink from the prospect behind the bar. "Get them something too." He barked at him. I could tell that Chibs had been drinking already.

The prospect came back with two beers one for me and Chibs "Hi Kylee." He smiled at me and then turned to Juice. "What would you like?"

"I'll take a beer." Juice then turned to me, "Have you been here enough that he knows what you want to drink? And what is the Hi Kylee about?"

"When I'm helping Gemma, I might come over and have a beer. I got bored while you were away. Jesus now who is jealous…might I remind you about what we just talked about? And I can't help it if he happens to like what he sees." I turned in a circle next to Juice.

The prospect came back with a beer for Juice and passed it over to him. "What's your name?" Juice asked.

The prospect looked nervously at Juice, I could tell he didn't want to fuck things up. "Cook." He finally said.

"Cook, let's get this straight…she is off limits." Juice pointed at me and said his voice full of anger. I swatted at him in annoyance. "You can eye fuck any of the croweaters or porn stars you want but not my wife!"

"Jesus, Juice!" I said as I pulled him away from the bar and looked back at Cook who looked like he might piss his pants….Sorry I mouthed to him and gave him an apologetic look. I couldn't believe Juice. He had never acted like that before, I didn't know where it came from. Maybe just being away for almost a year. He was just so insecure and maybe he needed some reassurance. I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the club house. "Come with me." I said as I pulled him into the office of Teller-Morrow, where I knew no one would bother us. I closed and locked the door behind me.

"What is this about?" He asked me with a slight annoyance in his voice. He was pissed that the prospect had a thing for me.

"I wanted to show you that you have nothing to be jealous of, that you have nothing to worry about…" I undid his belt as I stared into his eyes. "That you are the only one I want." I got down on my knees in front of him and started to suck on his dick, instantly his hands went into my hair tugging slight as he slowed my motions down. His cock which was flaccid went instantly to rock hard in my mouth. I loved the power I felt as I sucked harder and heard him moan. I stopped me, I looked up at him; he pulled me up to him. He had fire in his eyes. He pushed me up against the wall (Which seemed to be his favorite thing to do to me), hiked up my dress, lifted me up so my legs were around him and rammed himself into me. I whimpered slightly at the force he used. He looked at me for a second and then took possession of my mouth with his as he continued to fuck me into oblivion. I started to orgasm and he followed quickly after me. I liked mad Juice sex. He kissed my shoulder as he pulled out of me and set me on the floor where I felt like I was jelly.

"Thank you." He said to me as he helped me pull my dress back into its proper position. I knew he needed reassurance about our relationship. "Sorry for being a prick." He pulled up his underwear and pants and made sure we were both presentable before we left the office.

"I need you as much as you need me." I said to him as we walked out of the office. "And go easy on the prospect. You should take it as a complement that he has a little crush on me." I looked at him.

"What the hell just happened in there?" Happy's voice came from in front of us. He must have just pulled up on his bike before we walked out. He put his arm around my shoulder.

"None of your business!" I pushed him away as he grabbed my glass of beer and walked away with it. "Asshole." I yelled after him. Before we walked back into the clubhouse I stopped Juice. "Promise me…you be nice to him."

Juice looked annoyed but then finally said to me. "Anything to make you happy." He kissed my forehead. With that we decided to party which went over without incident. It was like old times, with the family back together.

Our one year wedding anniversary came went as well as our second year anniversary that is when we hit our bump in the road. Two years without a major fight, I guess that was a good run. But had I known what this fight would have brought I would have stopped it before it started because it changed the courses of our lives forever. Juice had been on a run with the club for about a week, he got home and he was in a mood that was off.

"Welcome home baby." I smiled at him as he walked in the house. He just walked pasted me and into the bathroom. No big deal I thought to myself it was a rough ride home and he needed some down time. It wasn't the first time that he had a rough run. I was giving him, his space when my phone rang. It was Happy.

"Hey Killer." I answered

"Ky, we need to talk." He sounded serious.

"Talk…" I said as I walked out into the garden.

"Is Juice home yet?"

"Yeah why?" Something was up if he was asking that.

"You need to talk to him."

"Alright. What is this about Hap?"

"Just go and talk to him…NOW!" He demanded and he hung up.

There was a giant knot in my stomach as I walked into the house. Juice was in the kitchen grabbing a beer out of the fridge. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. Instantly he removed my arms. FUCK!

"Rough run?" I asked him. Juice didn't say anything he kept his back to me. I could see him tense up. I could feel my heart pounding hard in my chest, I felt sick to my stomach. "Juice look at me." I whispered. He stood there for a moment and finally turned around. His eyes were full of anger and pain but his face was blank. I had never seen him like that before it scared me.

He glowered at me for a moment, his jaw was clenched tightly; he finally opened his mouth, "Who were you fucking when I was in jail?" His voice was full of fury.

I was so confused, I didn't know where this was coming from. "I wasn't with anyone while you were in jail." I said calmly.

"That's not what I have heard!" he yelled.

"What do you mean you heard? Juice you are the only one I have been with since my brother's funeral."

His nostrils flared as he got more pissed off. "Why the fuck are you lying to me? You pretend to be the perfect old lady but you aren't. I know you and Happy were fucking when I was inside….you probably are still. I see the way you look at each other, so there is no need to lie to me." He yelled.

"What the fuck are you talking about Juice?" I yelled back. "I haven't fucked Happy. Where are you getting your information? It's wrong!" I was fighting back the tears.

"My source is pretty credible!"

"Your source if fucking wrong!" I screamed at him. "I'm not the one who fucked some whore after telling me he loved me!" I couldn't believe that I just threw that in his face.

"Are you seriously fucking saying that?" He roared as he threw his beer bottle across the room, it shattered on the floor next to me.

"Yes I am. It shows that I am obviously the trust worthy one! I never cheated on you and if I would have it wouldn't have been with Happy…he is like my brother!"

Juice walked up to me and got into my face. My heart was pounding, my mind was reeling. "Someone saw you guys together at a party. You fucked him, just fess up and we'll go from there." I could see he just wanted an answer from me that was not the truth.

Tears started to fall down my face, "I haven't had sex with anyone but you, Juice." Juice hit the wall next to my head.

"You're a fucking lying whore!" He yelled in my face.

I pushed him away from me. "Get the fuck out of my house! Go calm down and talk to Happy and to the other fucking people who were not in prison with you! Whoever your reliable source is the fucking liar! I can't believe that you would take someone else's word over your own wife!"

"Fucking whore! I'm sure that you are going to call Happy as soon as I leave so you can fuck!" He stormed out of the house, I stood with my back to the wall in the kitchen until I heard his bike drive away. I collapsed on the floor and cried. I couldn't understand what happened. I didn't know who would lie about something like that and be more credible than me. My heart was broken, I don't know if was the fact that he didn't trust me or if he believed someone over me or the fact that he thought I would actually cheat on him.

I must have cried myself to sleep because I woke up on the floor in the kitchen and it was dark out. I got up and cleaned up the shattered bottle and beer from earlier. I grabbed my phone, there was a text from Happy but nothing from Juice…no 'I'm sorry I was wrong', not even a 'fuck you, stupid whore'. Happy's text was just asking if I was okay and that Juice exploded into the clubhouse and started a fight with him. I couldn't deal with that shit at that point, so I went into the bedroom, put on one of Juice's shirts and fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning wishing that the previous day was a dream but it wasn't; especially since Juice's spot in our bed was cold. I rolled over and looked at my phone. Nothing. I got up and showered, which made me feel slightly more human than I did before. I needed to find Juice and talk to him, maybe his mind would be clearer after being away for the night and thinking it through. I knew he would crash at the clubhouse. I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes were puffy and sad looking. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail and got dressed in a pair of jeans, a pink t-shirt and a pair of flip-flops and went to the clubhouse. Juice's bike was parked in the lot along with a few others, obviously he wasn't the only who had spent the night at the clubhouse. I walked into the club house and Phil was behind the bar cleaning.

"Where is he?" I asked him. Phil shrugged as I went past him towards the one apartment that Juice tended to use when he was stuck at the clubhouse. I opened the door and there was my husband ass naked with the blonde, from his homecoming and she was just as naked, snuggled up to him in the bed. I let out a whimper and it must have been just enough to wake Juice up because he looked at me in the doorway. I slammed the door and stumbled down the hallway back out to the main room where Jax, Happy and Opie had just walked in. I ran face first into Jax.

"Whoa sweetheart…"He looked at me I was panicked I needed to get out of there.

"Let me go…let me go." I pushed at him. I didn't want to face Juice if he decided he was going to come after me.

"Kylee what is going on?" Opie grabbed my arm as I started to push my way past them.

"Please let me go!" I pleaded.

Jax and Opie finally parted as I ran out the door I heard Happy say, "Juice thinks Ky and I were fucking, while he was in jail."

"What?" Jax responded to him…

When I got out of the clubhouse, I started to run to my car but my flip flop caught on the ground and I fell. I sat there for a few seconds and sobbed.

"Aye, lass are you okay?" Chibs voice was next to me and he grabbed my arm to help me up.

I stood up and all I could get out was… "I need to go…I can't be here." I couldn't even look at Chibs.

"Kylee?" Chibs responded as I got to my car. When I got home, I locked the doors and fell to the floor and sobbed. How could he do something like that to me? How could Juice betray me? I couldn't stay there, I needed to leave. I couldn't stay in Charming. My heart was broken and I lost trust in the one person in the world that I loved more than myself. I couldn't believe he betrayed me in that way. My world as I knew it had ended. I wiped my eyes and walked into my bedroom and pulled the luggage that I had filled it with my clothes, shoes and sundries. I took off my wedding ring and placed it on Juice's nightstand. It was obviously what he wanted to end things with me. To hurt me and cut me deeply. I took my bags out to my car and went back into the house and grabbed a couple of the bottles of wine I had in the house and a bottle of whisky. I locked the door and left. I didn't have a plan I just had to leave and get away from the heartache that I was feeling.

A/N: Can you believe Juice?! What an ass. This is not the end …But Juice won't be in the story for a little while. For obvious reasons. I hope you are all enjoying the story. I would love to hear what you think…