Angel
1.
*Seth's POV*
"Yo, I need you to do me a favor," Dean said as he barged into my office.
"Well hello to you too, sunshine. You know, you could've knocked," I responded slightly more sarcastic than usual. Sometimes Dean just needs to lighten up.
"I also could've stabbed you by now, but I'm feeling generous today," Dean said sitting across from me. He shrugged his leather jacket off and began drumming his fingers on the upholstered chair.
"What can I do for you, man?" I asked, trying to figure out what the hell was so important.
"There's something coming in today I need for you to pick up," Dean began.
"Woah, when your dad gave me the loan for this place he promised I could run it my way. No illegal shit is coming through those doors, man," I said, almost begging.
"Relax," Dean said, picking up a stress ball off my desk. "My sister's coming back into town and I need you to pick her up," he continued.
"You mean to tell me you had me cancel a session with a client because you had to come down here and ask me that?!" He couldn't be serious... that's it?!
"Pretty much… so will ya?" he asked.
I took a deep breath and sighed.
"Look, man, can't you get one of the prospects to get her? I'm kinda swamped today," I answered. Dean shook his head and squeezed the ball in his fist.
"Hell no. I'm not letting them near Angel," Dean spat.
"Angel Ambrose? Ha, of course," I said with a smirk. "I didn't even know you had a sister,".
"She took off for an extended vacation before you were patched in," Dean said.
"Damn… that was-".
"More than 4 years, yeah. The kid's been gone a long time. Will you just get her?" Dean asked, beginning to become irked that he had to ask more than once.
"I guess, man. What time, and where?"
Dean stood to leave after giving me Angel's pickup information.
"And one more thing, man," he said as he stood in the door.
"What's that?" I asked.
"Just… be careful around my sister. She can be sort of… unpredictable," Dean said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, confused.
"Just be careful," Dean repeated, before leaving my office.
I sat back with a huff before spinning around in my cushioned chair and taking a look over the busy gym floor.
I met Dean Ambrose, VP of the Outlaw Motorcycle Club right out of high school and was immediately welcomed as one of them. My mom died a few years ago and I never knew my father. After I graduated, I bounced from town to town until I met the Outlaws one night in the small Southern California town.
After helping the VP deal with some rather violent bar patrons, Dean took me in and I found a new home. I was patched in honorarily, but would always step up and be there for Dean, my brother.
I've been standing by my truck for what feels like hours in the hot summer heat. Dean's sister has officially pissed me off. Her train was supposed to be here forty fucking minutes ago. Dean officially owes me.
All thoughts are lost as a group of people come from inside the train station and I finally see her. He had sent me a picture so I'd know what she looked like, but it obviously had to be an older one, because the girl standing in front of me looked nothing like the girl in Dean's picture.
She's got darker hair than Dean, it's messy and curly and stops right at her shoulders. The girls got walking-sex hair! She pulls her sunglasses on top of her head and stops in front of me.
"A-Angel?" I asked as he looking into her eyes. It was the girl in the picture for sure. I'd been thinking about those icy blue eyes since her brother sent me her picture.
"You're Rollins, right?" she asked, subconsciously playing with her lip ring. "I mean… oh god, nevermind. I'm sorry!" she said walking past me.
Shit! I must've stared at her like a crazy person, cause she was halfway out of my grasp before I gently reached out to her.
"Sorry…" I said as she jumped back. Fuck… I scared her.
"Wh-who sent you here? How do you know my name?" she asked fearfully.
"Woah… hey, take it easy. I'm Rollins, alright? Call me Seth. I'm a friend of your brother. He asked me to come to pick you up. I swear. We can call him if you want," I said holding my hands in the air then against my chest.
"You can trust me," he said.
It takes her a minute, but I've finally gotten her calm over to walk her over to my truck. I loaded her bags in the back and ran around to help her up.
"Sorry about freaking out on you back there," she said as we made it onto the main highway.
"Don't worry about it. You okay?" I asked. I looked over and smile as she nodded. She's got the cutest dimples.
"What happened?" I continued. She stared out the window for a moment before responding.
"Just kinda jittery being back home. Just remembering what I'm coming home to," she said, making me frown.
I reached over and grabbed her hand. I don't know why but I reached over and grabbed her hand. That's a lie, I know exactly why: I just wanted to see her smile.
"Nothing's going to happen to the Outlaw's princess… I fucking promise," I said giving her hand a squeeze. She smiled and rubbed her thumb against my hand and I swear I felt a shock run through my body. What the hell is this girl doing to me?
We pulled up to the main gate to the clubhouse and I punched a code into the intercom. A moment later we heard a buzz as the gates slid open.
"Home sweet home," she said as I drove onto the compound, hand-delivering her to her old life.
Well, there's chapter one. Angel is definitely going to have more than one love interest and this story has multiple possible endings. Let me know who you want her to end up with in the end!