AN: OH MY GOD! WHO WATCHED THE PREMIERE? THAT WAS SOME CRAZY SHIT! I WAS SOOOO ANXIOUS ALL DAY, I COULD BARELY FOCUS IN MY CLASS BUT I GOT THROUGH THE DAY AND ENJOYED THE NEW EPISODE. CAN'T BELIEVE THERE'S ONLY 12 EPISODES LEFT OF THE ENTIRE SHOW. IT'S SAD TO THINK ABOUT, I MEAN REALLY.
Recounting the day's events to her husband was easy, dealing with the aftermath of it all was what going to be the death of her. She took specific note of the anger in his eyes. The fucking feds were coming for the club and they were going down a dirty ass path to get to the members. Happy paced the garage for a while before his blonde beauty stood directly in front of him, stopping him from continuing.
"Get out of the way… NOW!" He didn't mean to sound so harsh but she was in his way and he didn't want her to be in ANY crossfire.
"HEY! … I'm not your fuckin' enemy, Hap. Calm that shit down with me… I didn't do a damn thing wrong, don't get this shit mixed up." Hanna pushed at his chest, knowing good and well what could come next, but she didn't give a damn… She was fed up with him taking his anger out of her and their children.
"Don't fuckin' wait up for me!" He quickly turned and walked out of the bay to his motorcycle, leaving the lot as fast as he could.
Watching him leave the lot, Hanna groaned. She was fed up with their fights… They hadn't fought in a long time, but it didn't take much for her to be annoyed. She left the garage to go retrieve her son from the boys who were still playing poker in the barroom. She quietly walked into the clubhouse, seeing two croweaters sitting on the couch, talking. Rolling her eyes, she made her way to the table where Chibs, Tig, Bobby and Key were still playing their game. Key was holding Vic and trying to keep his cards away from the baby.
"Look, man, it's my turn to play… You had the last round!" Key spoke to Vic, a smile on his face. As if the small baby understood, he grunted and scrunched up his face, looking exactly like Happy. Hanna had to laugh, pulling the attention of the men around the table to her. "Hey buddy, look, it's your Mom!"
"I think you're really upset because you know he's kicking your ass." Hanna laughed as she stood beside Key. "Give him here… I think he's had enough for one day." Hanna picked up her son, kissing his face before settling him on her hips. "Thanks for watching him for us."
"You're welcome, babygirl. Hap said for Key to follow you home so let us know when you leave." Chibs smiled at the blonde, before focusing back on the game.
"Oh ok, well come on, Key.. I'm dropping Vic off at Gemma's then going home. You can help me with Vee's room since the girls are with Nat and Jax." Hanna patted his shoulder, headed for the bar to put Vic in his seat. Key came up behind her to grab the car seat and left the clubhouse to put the seat in her car. Hanna turned back to face Chibs, Tig and Bobby, smirking. "When's his year up?"
"Party's tomorrow… You gonna be there, mama?" Tig smirked at the blonde beauty, who was shaking her head. "Why not?"
Hanna shrugged her shoulders. "Because I've got three kids who are far more important compared to a patch-in party. I've been to tons of those; they're fun and all but my time's up. I'm sure Hap will be there though. He'll party for the both of us." Hanna hugged each Son before leaving the clubhouse to go to Gemma's.
Hanna was woken up by heavy footsteps and bangs on the wall, she looked over at the clock sitting on the night stand and rolled her eyes. 4:28 AM. She slowly got up and exited the room, finding her husband stumbling down the hall with Key standing at the other end of the hall. "It's alright, kid, I got him… He's just drunk. You can either stay downstairs until the morning or go back to the clubhouse, I don't care."
"Let me help you get him to the room first…" Key stepped toward a grinning Happy.
Hanna put her hand up, shaking her head. "No it's ok… Just go. I've got it." Hanna watched Key nod his head and walk away as she moved toward her drunk husband. "How'd you get home, Hap?"
"Chibby dropped me off in the van. Is that up to your extremely high standards, dollface?" Hanna could hear the anger in his voice and it just aggravated her further.
She knew a drunken Happy was the worst kind. She hated this side of him more than anything and she knew what else came from the night so she sighed and continued to help him to their bedroom. They'd talk about this shit tomorrow. Hanna definitely wasn't gonna have a knock-down, drag out with a drunk angry man who was more than likely going to pass out as soon as he touched their bed.
"Don't get comfortable, you need to get out of those clothes and your boots." Hanna helped Hap onto the bed. "Give me the cut, Hap." She helped him remove his cut and his t-shirt. It smelled like cheap perfume and the blonde could've sworn she started gagging. Looking back at her husband after tossing the shirt in the dirty clothes hamper, Hanna just gave him a very noticed disgusted look.
"What's your problem?" Hanna crossed her arms over her chest and just stood in front of him, glaring at him. When a few minutes passed without her answering him, he quickly stood up and had a death grip on her upper arms, pushing her toward the wall by the door. "What. Is. Your. Fucking. Problem?"
Hearing him reiterate each word, Hanna laughed. "I'm not stupid, Happy. I heard you loud and fucking clear… I'm just trying to figure out when you started believing that I'm stupid."
"I don't think you're stupid, woman… I know you're not." Happy let his grip on her arms go, sobering up real quick.
"Then look me in the eyes and admit what you did tonight." Hanna crossed her arms again, a look in her eyes that would've scared most.
Happy ran a hand over his face. Clearing his throat, he looked away from the death glare he was receiving. "I fucked another bitch, she was pushing up on me bad so I took her to the back, fucked her real quick then went back to the bar and drank with the guys."
Palm to cheek, the sound was incredible. The feeling, not so much. Hanna knew his cheek was stinging, she knew she'd hurt him but she didn't give a damn. She didn't care if he hit her back, he deserved much worse than a slap to the face but that was all she could deliver at the time.
"You stupid, sorry piece of shit! Get the fuck away from me and out of my fuckin' house!" Hanna pushed at his chest, trying to get him away from her but he didn't move a muscle. She was instantly shoved back into the wall, Hap had her pinned by her hip and his other hand wiped the tears away.
Hap's hand that was pinning her to wall released her hip, only to wrap around her waist to pull her to him. She was quickly sobbing in his chest before he really knew what was happening. He honestly didn't know how he was going to fix this problem but damn it, he was going to try. He was not letting her get away again. It wasn't going to be like 5 years ago when she left him. She wasn't going anywhere, not this time. He'd fix this shit anyway he could. He knew he fucked up, he knew she would hate him forever but he wasn't to do his best and try his hardest to fix the mess he created. She didn't deserve this bullshit and he knew that but for some ungodly reason, he couldn't find it in himself to treat her like the queen she deserved to be treated like. After all this time, he thought he'd stop feeling like such a pussy because he was married with kids and loved his wife more than anything else in the world but he still felt like this wasn't his life.
"I'm sorry, baby… I'm sorry, don't fuckin' give up on me… Please, Hanna. Let me fix this shit." He whispered, quietly pleading with her to forgive him. He held onto her a little tighter, hearing her sobs stop. He knew she was going to try to get out of his grip but he'd be damned if he allowed that to happen. "Baby, please… Tell me what I gotta do."
Giving him a hard push, they finally broke from each other. Hanna's face was red and tear-stained, the look in her eyes was so broken and he was becoming so heartbroken by it. "Just get your shit and get out, Happy… This is the second fuckin' time you've down this to me. I'm sick of it… I do nothing but play the good wife and old lady to you. I've given you three kids, I've given a life beyond that goddamn club and here you are, showing me that you couldn't give a fuck less about me, our marriage, our relationship. It's all so fucking irrelevant to you and I can't wrap my head around it anymore." Moving away from her husband proved to be a hard task than she thought considering right when she backed away from him, he grabbed her by the hips and brought her closer to him again. "Let me go, Hap… I need space."
"No the fuck you don't… You need to understand some shit… I love you more than anything in this world. I don't care who has to fucking hear it, as long as it's known, ya got me? I'm an asshole but you always look past it, why the fuck are you letting this shit be what takes us down? What do I gotta do to get you to stay with me?" He pulled the blonde closer, nuzzling his head in her neck. Ignoring the slight pushes he got from her as he did so.
AN: Of course I left you hanging... Let me know what you think Hanna should do.
I'd love to hear what you guys have to say about this... Expect Part 2/Chapter 35 later on.