Chapter 38
"Tell me if this hurts" Tara quizzed as she poked and prodded Lana's vagina. Tara had already inspected her rib and sure enough it had been broken, and now Lana adorned a wrap around her torso. There was nothing else that could be done apart from allowing time to heal it.
"Yes…it hurts." She gasped.
After a few more minutes Tara sat back on the end of the bed and removed the rubber glove, folding it into the tissues she'd already used to wipe away some excess blood that was found in Lana's creases. "OK. Well do you want the truth or the whole truth?" Tara smiled, feeling awkward that she'd just tried to make a joke.
"How bad is it?" Lana pulled the towel further around her chest.
"It's not good. You've been torn up pretty bad, you have some internal wall damage, and you might find that blood tissue will continue to fall away. It's just part and parcel of your body trying to heal itself. I can't feel any major internal bleeding. Your cervix will be extremely sore and I'd worn you off any sexual activity for a few weeks. Again, that stepping stone is yours and you don't have to rush into anything you feel uncomfortable with."
"Ha, well that's easier said than done…I don't want anybody to know about this."
Tara nodded; she knew who Lana was referring too. She'd seen the way Happy looked at her in the corridor and she hadn't missed the kiss either. "You worried about Happy?"
"I'm worried about a lot of things… and yea, I guess Happy would be the top of that list… He'd never forgive me for this."
"What… being raped? It's hardly your fault Lana." Tara sounded incredulous, scornful as she couldn't imagine any of the Sons in SAMCRO being complete bastards about what had happened to Lana. She knew some of the Sons had some serious bad reputations but deep down she knew they were all mighty proud men, and wouldn't stand for any woman of theirs being harmed in that way.
"Tara…you really must have it good in your world…Hap's never gonna wanna be inside somethin' that's been ripped up like me."
"From what I've seen, Happy looks like he loves you." Tara was beginning to think that Lana had had a bump to the head. She was convinced that Lana clearly had a different upbringing in the Tacoma Clubhouse.
"Love don't mean shit. Men need to own their pussy, his has been violated. He'll find another… that's what they do."
Tara didn't know what to say. Wasn't even sure there was anything to say. It was clear that Lana was treated differently to the way Jax treated her, well at least she'd hope Jax would never treat her like that. Still after hearing Lana, she found it hard to believe Happy would be like that with her. She wondered if any man could actually be that cruel, let alone a Son. Maybe she had all this to come but she hoped to the Gods that weren't true. If she had been raped she would have hoped that Jax would love her more, shelter her from all other evils and swear to the moon he'd avenge her. Wasn't that the sort of thing Lana expected from Happy? More importantly wasn't that in the blood of a guy like Happy. He was all for defending honour and making things morally right.
Walking to the van Happy heard his name being shouted. Turning he saw Tig walking towards him.
"Where you skippin' too?" Tig asked.
Happy lowered his head, didn't want Tig to think he was disobeying orders, because any Son faced with his choice, there simply wouldn't BE a choice. "I've got some business I need to take care of."
Tig looked over Hap's shoulder and saw Kozik behind the wheel of the van, waiting, waiting for Happy. Immediately there was no second guessing involved, Tig knew what Hap was going to do. He wanted to help, wish he could have gone with him but he knew he'd be much better help staying back at the Clubhouse. Possibly have to lie to Clay, and with everything that had happened tonight, he found that he'd have no problem in doing that, for his Brother. Nodding curtly at Happy he flashed his eyes back toward the Clubhouse, checking for prying eyes and then looked back at Hap's hooded stature. "He's at St. Thomas…Prospect just left, called in to say he's on the third floor, room five…go…I got ya' back here, make this shit quick."
Happy's chest inflated to about five times the size. Raising his head with his big intake of air, he wanted to walk the distance and grab Tig into a hug. Pressing his lips together tightly, he rigidly nodded and watched as Tig did the same.
"Hap, c'mon, lets roll." Koz whispered in the dark.
Tig sneered at Koz and turned on his heels, and walked back toward the Clubhouse.
Pulling up to the side entrance of St. Thomas Hospital Koz looked over at Hap, reached into the back and pulled them out two white Doctors coats. "Time to earn that degree Hap…ya' nurse is waitin' back at the Club."
Hap smirked and they both jumped out of the van. It was about three in the morning and Happy chuckled at how much this night had differed from what had originally been planned. Tig and he were supposed to be hauling barrels of handguns up the west coast in the truck that rolled into the Lot, never even dreamed that Lana would have been inside that truck. You couldn't make this shit up.
Being so late at night, early morning it was easy to walk into the town's hospital without anybody asking questions. They found the room and the details Tig gave Happy were spot on. Third floor, room five and there was the fucker that needed to die, and fast. "Go…I'll stay out here… make sure you turn the fuckin' switch off, don't want those fuckin' nurses hearin' alarms bells." Koz grinned.
Happy slipped into the room and Koz held the handle for him, keeping it open for a quick getaway. Walking over to the bed, tubes and ventilators beeped around him, but Hap could see passed all the wires and faux machinery that wasn't going to help him any further. Happy knew where this prick was going, and Hell didn't prescribe any drug for the shit this guy did to his girl. "Hey…fucker" Hap whispered, waiting for some kind of response and he flinched a little bit when he saw Brad's eyelashes flutter. He really wasn't expecting him to be awake; shit wouldn't make much difference to him anyway because Happy was all for killing in cold blood. Before saying anything else, he watched Brad's eyes open wider and quickly flicked the nurse's switch at the back of the bed. No alarms need disturb his next adventure. "You remember who I am?" Happy asked and saw Brad nod slightly. "…Good. The girl you were with, Lana…you made a mistake. A big one! You see, she's my wife…well, the bitch divorced me but you know how it is, women don't know what they want until they lose it…" Happy rolled his eyes pathetically, quite enjoying the little chat with Brad. "…I don't like beaten bitches, makes me mad that some douche has the nerve to take shit out on someone that ain't got a hope in hell with fightin' back. That shit right there, is just pussy…You a pussy Brad?"
Brad croaked his voice, preparing himself to try and answer and was comforted with the fact that Happy allowed him the time to gather himself. He guessed it was a good thing. "I didn't know she was your wife. She told me she got the t-shirt from a yard sale…I believed her." Brad felt like he'd been tricked and couldn't believe that after quizzing her about the t-shirt that he'd actually had the audacity to think she was telling the truth. He whisked that because he was too occupied with his fetish for hurting her, that the big details had evaded him. He inwardly smiled with anger as he realised she had gotten away with tricking him.
"Right, right…and that makes it better does it? I gotta kick back and relax while I watch my girl get over the beaten you put on her. You think that shits fair?"
"Are you gonna kill me?" Brad's voice was but a whisper, when he saw Happy's hand slither down to the knife that was holstered to his hip.
"You know how many times I've killed for that girl?"
Brad shakes his head.
"None too many" Hap utters and calmly, with no emotion caked on his face at all, he pushes his knife into the side of Brad's neck. Watching as his eyes roll into the back of his head, he pulls the knife free and sees the lip of his cut flesh suck at his blade. The colour of the bed sheets is quickly changed to crimson and Happy steps backwards and turns to the door.
"It done Brother?" Koz asks, slipping silently down the corridor with Hap by his side.
"It was perfect." Hap smiles, thoroughly enjoying the adrenaline rush the kill gave him.
Tig turns on the bar stool as the Clubhouse door swings open. Nobody is around, Clay has gone home with Gemma and the Nomads have all crashed out in the spare dorms. Tig had stayed put to make sure nobody rocked up and made Happy's life spiral out of control by something happening to Lana, who slept soundly in his dorm room. Tig had checked on her, opened the door lightly and saw the soft pitfalls of her chest as she slept. "Everythin', go to plan?" he asks Happy and scorns at Koz as he walks behind the bar to gather beers.
"It's done." Hap nods and tries not to smile too widely as he realises it may look somewhat sickening.
"You wanna beer Brother." Koz offers from across the bar.
Happy thinks about it but then truly smiles, looking into Koz' worried eyes, he grins some more and then shakes his head as he walks toward the dorm corridor. "Nah Brother, I got me a nurse to go see."
Opening his room door carefully, he sees that the lights are all off but wanders aimlessly over to the bedside cabinet to switch the lamp on. In doing so he watches shamefully as Lana's eyes twitch but he doesn't care, he wants to see her eyes.
"Hey" She croaks, wondering what the problem is. "…sorry I just fell asleep. I can go to the bar if you want, the sofa is big enough for me."
"Ssh, Ssh…no, you stay where you are." Hap voices and kneels down by the side of the bed, propping himself up by his forearms as he leans into the mattress.
"You gonna kneel there and watch me?" Lana asks with a weird grin.
"Maybe…" Happy answers but leaves it hanging for a minute. "…nah, I was just gonna cover you up. I'll take the sofa."
"Oh" Lana shies, pushing herself further into the pillow and catching her shoulder on a cold part of the bed, making her body shiver. Clutching at the towel she still has covering her, she realises that she's lying on top of the unmade bed and quite glad. She didn't want Happy to think that she was under the impression she immediately owned his bed or something. Yea, they'd kissed, just like old times but that didn't necessarily mean shit.
"You cold?" Hap inquired.
"No, I'm ok."
Happy frowns at her and pushes to his feet, gripping the top of the towel and readying to pull it off. He's stopped abruptly as Lana pulls with all remaining strength to keep the towel over her top half. Of course, he's aware she's naked but he'd seen her tits earlier and had been seeing them for the last ten years. All he wanted to do was get her out of the damp towel and cover her with a sheet.
"No, really it's fine. I can sleep like this."
"Bullshit…unless I don't know you at all, you're itchin' to get in those covers and knuckle down for some serious sleep."
"I'm naked."
"I know"
Lana flushed. Her body was under extreme pressure. Her face ached, her pussy throbbed with feelings that weren't pleasant and all she wanted to do was sleep but she had Happy to contend with. "You're makin' me nervous Hap."
"Why? You've always looked good naked." He pointed out so matter of fact.
"Hap"
"Lana" Happy slowly curled his lips into a smirk. "…look ok, put this on." Hap quickly searched his eyes over his room and pulled out a clean t-shirt.
Lana's eyes sparked alive when she saw the t-shirt he had chucked at her. Sitting up, still clutching the towel to her chest she gently prodded the garment with an outstretched hand. Feeling all emotional, her eyes started to water and she turned her head to wipe the falling tears.
"What's wrong?" Happy asked, concerned.
"Oh, it's just nothing." Lana sniffled and wiped again at the corner of her eyes.
Happy got to his knees again and was now face level with her. Putting his hand over hers, that was placed on top of the t-shirt; he leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek.
"I still have the first t-shirt you gave me like this." Lana finally spoke, remembering that her original 'REAPER' donned with the smiley face emblem was still at Brad's apartment. "…but…but I left it at Brad's…he didn't like me wearing it much." Lana admitted. She enjoyed having Happy touching her hand, the feel of his lips when he pressed them on her cheek, all for no reason he just did it. Like it was normal practice and oh how she wished it was back to normal, back in Tacoma. She noticed how Hap's eyes danced over the t-shirt too and she was sure if his eyes were locked into hers, she wouldn't have been able to speak so openly. She was surprised she was even doing it now; it was just something about him. He brought out all her secrets, but she knew there was one she would have to keep from him, if she had any hope of getting back with him.
"Well you can have this one… it would still mean the same." Happy shrugged his shoulders. He wanted her to have another t-shirt if she'd lost the other one. He still wanted people to know she was untouchable and belonged to him.
"But I already have one." Lana dismissed, she didn't want to get too attached. Was incredibly afraid that he didn't understand, didn't comprehend how significant the t-shirt had been for her strength of mind.
Happy saw a drifting sparkle in her eyes. He hated that she seemed shy around him, and he could read her like a book. She acted coy and ladylike but he knew that underneath she was begging for him to hold her, to protect her but he wasn't ok with doing that at the moment. He thought that maybe if he tried his luck too soon then their future would be shot, so he wanted to keep a safe distance. Let her know that he was here for her, and wouldn't be going anywhere.
"Yea but this one is a new and improved version" Hap winked and hoped desperately that she understood he was talking about him.
~AN~
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