Well, we have drama in this chapter. Some is Bri and Tara related. Juice is sassy in this one too.
Bri POV
"Holy fucking shit Happy Lowman!" I yelled as I ran out of the room. "Happy! Fucking Lowman, where the fuck are you at!"
"In the kitchen!" I heard him yell back. I changed directions and slid into the kitchen.
"Look at this shit!" I handed him my phone.
"What is this?" He looked confused at the screen before looking at me.
"The Bay's top 30 under 30!" I shook his shoulders. "I fucking made it finally! I'm number 5!" I hopped up and down. "Yay!"
"What does it even mean?" He handed me the phone back.
"It means exposure, more business to the firm." I smiled. "Nose jobs on top of nose jobs."
"Oh shit. Congrats baby." He kissed my neck. "Look at you doing whatever it is you really do when you sit in that office at the firm."
"Don't be a smartass." I pushed him off of me. "This shit calls for a celebration."
"You should really watch your fuckin' mouth Brianna." He smiled. "No fuckin' cussing in front of the baby."
"My bad." I covered my mouth. "This is news worthy shite then." I laughed. "Chibs says it so I will too."
"Chibs is Scottish." He shook his head.
"Aye." I nodded. "I lived there for three months before I got the boot for blowing shite up."
"I don't wanna know." He pulled me against him. "Tell me that you want me I haven't heard that in forever."
"I want you Happy." I whispered. "Just not now. I'm still sore from this morning."
"I said sorry!" He laughed. "Didn't mean to knock you off the table."
"Table sex isn't for me." I frowned. "I am sure I'm bruised."
"You going in to work?" He asked me as he hugged me close to him.
"No. I have the day off." I sighed. "I want to spend the day with you."
"I got club shit but I can skip it." He exhaled loudly. "You got me all day. What do you wanna do besides deny me sex?"
"I have some idea of why my mom really came out here, I just need proof." I shook my head. "Time to teach you how to work the computers."
He scoffed. "I know how to use them to find free porn."
"Is that why the keyboard is sticky." I scrunched up my face.
"Shit happens." He shrugged. "What are you trying to prove?"
"That she has no power." I sighed. "That the guys Aleksandr took out were her only guys. If she had numbers she would still be trying to attack. Someone with an army doesn't just go into fucking hiding for weeks."
"True." He nodded as he sat down in front of the computer.
"So she doesn't have the backing of the Eagle, she just made it look that way." I turned on the computer.
"You would be better off doing this with Juice. He does this type of shit Bri." He pushed away from the desk. "I just kill."
"First off, I wanna do this with you, secondly you look sexy, third, your back is sexy, fourth I want to just be here with you, and lastly I want you to be here for moral support." I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Come on killer, let's do this shit."
"Anything for you Queen." He rolled back to the desk.
"Yeah." I smiled. "Bow down to me."
"You're pushing it a little to far. Reel it back." He laughed.
#
"So you were right." He nodded. "She's no one."
"Well, yeah." I said. "Don't tell anyone about this Happy. Not even Jax."
"I have to Bri." He sighed.
"Nah, fuck that." I crossed my arms. "Don't say shit until I handle something first."
"Like?" He asked as he stood up.
"Viktor." I waved my arms around. "I need him to fess up to some shit."
"Alright." He sat back down. "I get that."
"This is my problem, you don't say shit until the timing is right." I pointed a finger at him. "You get that Lowman?"
"I got it." He smiled. "I love it when you're bossy." He grabbed my hips and pulled me between his legs.
"No sex." I smacked his chest. "Get dressed, go do club shit. I got to put a plan into action."
"What if Jax wants to move on Marks today?" He looked at me.
"Then so be it." I shook my head. "He'd be attacking Marks not the Eagle, so he'd just piss off black."
"Alright." He rubbed his head.
"I'll make it so he gets no guns for a few days, can't shoot people without guns." I pulled on my sneakers. "Be safe. I love you."
"You better be safe Brianna. You're carrying my kid." He glared at me. "I love you too, but for real your ass better be careful. If anything call me go handle the bloody parts."
"I will." I smiled. "I'm not going to kill anyone today."
"Then when?" He asked.
"Whenever the time comes." I smiled. "I'll of course want you there."
"Good." He smiled back.
SOASOASOA
Juice POV
"You guys see the paper?" I asked as I sat down at the bar table. A satisfied smirk on my face as I slapped the paper down in front of Tara and Bobby. "Bri made top 30 under 30 in the Bay."
"What?" Tara looked at me before snatching up the paper. "Top 5." She scoffed.
"Read it." Bobby gestured. "Let's hear a bit about the brat."
Tara laughed. "Katarzyna Hohrykova better known as Dr. Hohrykova is an unexpected face on this year's list. She is a Cosmetic Surgeon but has made a splash in the socialite scene because of her out of the box fashion choices and the amount of money she donates to charity." She shook her head. "This is bullshit."
"Yeah it is." Bobby said.
"You didn't even finish it." I growled. "You two are ridiculous."
"Hey guys what's up?" Jax asked as he lit a cigarette.
"Just read your friend Bri is known for donating to charity." Bobby shook his head.
"Oh, I read that." He smiled. "Pretty cool, she's worth almost half a billion dollars because of her dead husband. When she inherits her dad's empire she'll be a billionaire."
"God Jackson." Tara shook her head. "Could you be anymore obvious? You fucking want her don't you?"
"How'd you jump to that conclusion?" He asked Tara.
"You don't gush like that about me!" She smacked his chest.
"No offense, you've never been on a top 30 list Tara. You also don't do anything noteable for the community." He shot back. "You won Tara, she's not allowed around the club! So grow the fuck up and get over her. This isn't high school, you're too old to be the mean girl. From what I can recall girls like Bri were the ones who tormented you."
"Very nice Jax." She balled her hands into fists. "I'm the bully in your eyes?"
"Yeah you are." He waved his hands. "I don't remember Bri stepping to you and being mean to you. I remember you two laughing with our sons. You didn't get all pissed off until we got locked up and she saved our asses. So what the fuck is up Tara? Why do you really hate Brianna?"
"Calm down." Bobby stepped in between them. "She's not even here and she has you worked up."
"You're an idiot Bobby." I said. "The problem never was Bri. The problem is Tara. She's jealous, she thinks Bri is going to snatch Jax."
"That's ridiculous Juice." Tara spat.
"No it's not." I tilted my head to the side and looked at her. "You see the way Jax looks at Bri and you can't stand to imagine what he might be thinking in the moment so instead of taking it up with Jax you decided to turn on your only true friend in this place. You chose to be a bitch to Bri instead of being mean to Jax."
"Stop." She held her hand up. "Stop it now Juice."
"Is he right?" Jax looked at her. "Is he?"
"Yes." She nodded her head and wiped her eyes.
"Jesus Christ." Jax rubbed his face before hugging her.
"Sorry Jax." She cried. "I'm sorry."
"Not feeling so smart now are you Bobby?" I stood up. "You should not have defended her without realizing it was petty shit."
He just lifted his arms in indifference but stayed quiet as Kozik and Happy walked into the door. Their cuts swinging from their hands and not on their backs. "When did you get balls kid?" He blinked at me.
"Always had them, never the reason to argue with you guys though until now." I smirked.
"What's with the tears Queen Tara?" Kozik laughed. "Bri attack you or something?"
Happy bit back a smirk. "Nah, Bri never attacks first Koz. Lover not a fighter." He shrugged his cut on.
"What happened?" Koz asked. "Did Jax finally admit to eye fucking Bri?"
"You all knew?" Tara asked.
"Yeah." Happy said. "I think Bobby is the only one who hasn't made a comment on Bri. I don't fucking like them looking at her because their my brothers but I like showing her off."
"She's nothing special." Tara crossed her arms. "She's pretty generic and boring. You can fantasize about her boring ass all you want Jackson! We're done."
"Tara! Calm down you're pregnant!" "I don't even see her that way!" Jax yelled.
"We know, you see her as a sister." I laughed.
#
"Hey honey bunch." Lo said as she walked towards me. "What's up?"
"Tara bullshit." I sighed as we sat down on the picnic table. "Finally admitted to being flat out fucking jealous of Bri."
"Good for her." She smiled. "How are you though?"
"Me?" I looked at her. "I'm good. In a good place, good mindset."
"Physically? Are your wounds healing nicely?" She asked as she looked down the back of my shirt.
"They're fine." I smiled. "How are you?"
"Good now that I'm off work." She smiled. "Gearing up for a fun night."
"Without me?" I faked hurt.
"You can join us." She nodded. "Strip club."
"Oh shit, I'm for sure joining you girls." I smiled.
"Ahhhh shit." She raised the roof with a laugh. "Party time."
"No acid this time!" I yelled.
"You tired of seeing trolls?" She poked me.
"Yes!" I laughed. "They cost me my bike. Still sore about that."
"Let's steal it back." She suggested. "You have the keys or do they?"
"I do." I smirked. "We'd get in so much fucking trouble though."
"Ehh, it is what it is. Cage or bike?" She asked me.
"Bike." I nodded. "Let's do it tomorrow night."
"Alright, that gives me time to see where the lot is." She stood up. "I have to round up an outfit and favors for tonight. See ya honey bunch."
"Bye Lo." I waved at her.
"That's getting serious." Happy rasped as he walked towards me, offering up a toothpick.
"Just fun." I shrugged. "I like hanging around her a lot."
"Uh huh." He smirked. "Thanks for sticking up for Bri and shit."
"Always brother." I bumped fists with him. "Shouldn't shit on someone who isn't around to defend herself."
"Ain't that right." He nodded.
"I can't believe we're having drama because of Tara's jealousy and trust issues." I laughed.
"Bobby still doesn't trust her." He shook his head as he tossed away his toothpick and bit down on another one.
"Bobby is stupid." I frowned. "Early onset of dementia."
He chuckled. "It is what it is."
"Mhm." I nodded as I placed the toothpick between my lips. "Vanilla?"
"Yeah, Bri flavors them herself." He muttered. "She hates when I smoke, so I'm trying to kick it all together. Toothpicks and coffee." He pointed to the travel mug he held in his hand.
"Ah." I stared at Tara and Jax. "You think they'll work through that shit?"
"Yup." He took a sip of coffee. "Dumb and in love."
"I couldn't do that shit. Have a neurotic girlfriend who doesn't trust me." I frowned.
"You already did idiot, with Bri." He sighed.
"No, Bri trusted me too much. It didn't stop until I told her I knocked up that chick. She always forgave me and trusted me in some form." I shrugged.
"Where's the kid?" He asked me.
"Turned out not to be mine." I smiled. "I was relieved and mortified all at the same damn time."
"Ehh." He shrugged. "Suits you right."
"I know." I kicked at a rock. "This got awkward really fast."
"Not really Juan." He blinked at me. "We can talk about shit, I'm not going to get mad at you unless you say something I don't like. I've heard about the past between you and her. She laid all the shit out. I know her half, now I'm learning bits and pieces of yours."
"You don't hate me?" I asked.
"Nah, you're my brother." He smiled. "You do dumb shit a lot of the fuckin' time, that's irritating, I think you're above it but I don't hate you. Just start thinking before doing. It'd save you from being the butt of jokes."
"I appreciate that Hap." I smiled.
"Whatever." He patted my shoulder and stalked off back into the clubhouse. Leaving me alone with my thoughts.
SOASOASOA
Happy POV
"What are you doing?" I stood above Bri as she laid on the floor with a towel over her face.
"Soothing my face." She whispered. "I got slapped."
"Who the fuck slapped you?" I yanked the towel off her face.
"Step mom, she got mad I pushed her beloved daughter." She pulled the towel back on her face.
"Why you always starting shit with that little bitch?" I laughed. "She's young enough to be your goddamn daughter Brianna."
"She started it! She was like Bri you're getting hella fat." She smirked. "I was like I'm pregnant! She responded by asking if I was carrying the baby in my ass!"
I laughed. "You let a dumbass sixth grader get to you because your ass got fat. Eat less junk and you'll just look pregnant."
"So it is getting bigger?" She shot up in a rapid movement.
"Yeah." I nodded. "More cushion for the pushin'."
"Nah." She shook her head as she stood up and moved to her large mirror. "Oh my holy shit." She smacked her ass. "It has aftershock!"
"Jiggle." I laughed. "A jello jiggle."
"Good God." She dropped her shirt back down. "I'm going to need liposuction."
"You're overreacting." I grabbed her by the waist. "You'll lose it eventually."
"You know what Lowman." She pushed me away. "You better start saving up to buy me my after baby body."
"I read the paper, buy it yourself billionaire." I laughed. "Now come here, I wanna watch the jello jiggle."
"I hate you." She laughed and covered her face. "Is this going to be a thing now? Jello jiggle?"
"Yeah." I nodded. "Every time I say it you'll know exactly what I want."
"What flavor jello am I?" She smiled at me.
"Watermelon." I chuckled. "You're obsessed with that flavor, yeah I remember that night."
"Babe, that was a fun night." She laughed. "That security guard could not catch us for shit."
"What were the odds of us both leaving our wallets at the fucking house?" I shook my head.
"You shouldn't have. Yours is attached to your jeans with a damn chain!" She smiled. "I want butterfingers."
"No." I shook my head. "You just almost cried from the ass thing. Eat healthy." I grabbed her hand and led her out of the room. "Eat an apple."
"Dipped in caramel?" She asked.
"Sure, if we have caramel you can dip the apple in it. Bri, you got a weird sweet craving." I sighed.
"I'm just following the taste of our son." She shrugged. "He's spoiled already Happy."
"Yeah, tell him to knock it off." I handed her an apple as she pulled open the fridge and handed me a container. "You set me up." I looked at the container in my hands.
"Gets you every time." She smiled. "Sucker!"
"I'm hungry now." I sat on the counter and watched her dip the apple in the caramel after every bite she took.
"Oh." She held the apple between her teeth as she pulled open the fridge and started handing me take our boxes. "Enchiladas."
"Thanks." I moved to the microwave, just as music filled the kitchen. "Where do you even have your phone?"
She lifted her shirt to reveal it was tucked into the side of her panties. "Text or die." She laughed as she removed it.
"You're going to get in trouble texting one day." I pulled the box out of the microwave.
"I already did, I was kidnapped because I was texting and not paying attention." She sighed. "Poor judgment call on my part."
"Still ignoring my advice on that shit." I took a bite. "Who made all these?"
"Esai's mom." She shook her head. "She's not with Marcus anymore. Marcus is with Diana, they have the cutest daughter."
"I really don't care about who he's with." I looked at her. "Men don't gossip."
"Bullshit!" She yelled. "I heard so much shit about you because of gossip."
"Who gossiped?" I stared at her as she texted.
"Kozik mostly, Quinn, that prospect, and what's his name, Tig." She smiled at me. "Your Ma and Aunt."
"What did Tig say?" I felt myself getting upset. "When did you even talk to him like that?"
"One word." She laughed. "Jellybean."
"What did Koz say?" I cocked my head at her.
"That you fucked every croweater and some of the CaraCara talent." She set her phone down.
"I don't think I did that." I scoffed and looked at her.
"It's called gossip for a reason." She laughed. "People add to it and take away from it." She frowned. "How would you not know if you did or not?"
"I see that." I finished off the enchiladas. "Sorry about it all. Sounds like shitty gossip to hear." I set the box down. "I was always drunk when I used to fuck."
"It's cool." She kissed my neck. "Just wait until you hear the gossip about me!"
"Wait." I said. "Should I be scared about it?"
She shook her head. "It's all going to be lies." She smiled.
"Better be." I hugged her. "Let's go to sleep or do you still need to eat?"
"I'm good." She smiled.
"Then to bed we go Jello Jiggle." I laughed as she walked backwards to the room. It was going to be a much needed night of relaxation. I just had to figure out how to really brace myself if people started gossiping about her.