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*Happy p.o.v.*
That look on her face…I don't know why it bothered me so much. To see the look of shock, embarrassment, sadness and anger. I don't know how long she was hiding there but, it had to have been long enough. I couldn't understand what she was beginning to go through. But I had to watch her that was my job now. I can't seem to shake the fact that I was trying to convince myself of this, like it wasn't a fact or that there was something else behind this feeling. But, It can't be more…it couldn't be more. As I was standing here trying to convince myself of this I realized there was a stinging sensation in my cheek. She had slapped me. No one slapped me unless I told them to but, surprisingly enough to me the killer didn't come out. I was still slightly pissed but nowhere near the level I would normally be. By the time my brain caught up with me, I caught the glimpse of her getting on the back of Jax's bike. Anger flared in me I didn't like seeing her there…for whatever reason she didn't belong there. Beside that I couldn't watch her if she wasn't around and I needed to watch over her. So, I did the only thing I could I ran out after her, calling for her but that's not me. What is this girl doing to me?
*End of Happy p.o.v.*
We rode for almost an hour before Jax pulled over in front of an ice cream shop in town. I pulled the helmet off and looked over Jax's shoulder curiously. He raised his eyebrows expectantly "What I thought you girls like stuff like this?"
"Well I'm not most girls." I said with a smirk on my face and leaned over and whispered in his ear, "but, I'm not complaining."
In truth something sweet would hit the spot perfectly right about now. I ordered some blueberry cheesecake ice cream and despite my surprise Jax got some Oreo ice cream to. We sat down in the back corner away from all the prying eyes that seemed to follow me everywhere. We sat in silence for a little bit when I noticed that every few seconds Jax was looking up at me. I knew he wasn't going to ask, he was waiting for me to tell. I didn't even know where to start myself but, if my mom taught me anything it was that nothing good came from holding everything in. I wasn't going to give in that easy though. So I asked, "If there is something you want to know just ask? I won't bite I swear."
I tried to add a small joke at the end but, I could tell he wasn't having it. "Why don't you tell me what's going on?"
Where was I going to start, with my mom and the burden I carry with me, the reason I always tried to escape from reality. As much as I felt like I could tell Jax anything, I couldn't tell him this that is something I would save for the right person at the right time. "Well, you know what I'm escaping from right now? Well Clay didn't know…not until a few moments ago when grumpy told him."
"Hap? Shit man, I'm sorry I should've stopped him."
"No, it was bound to happen but the words he said…they hit home you know. It hurt a lot more than I thought it would."
He looked at me like he wasn't sure what to say. But then he spoke up saying things that as harsh as they were I could tell they were true and came from the heart, "Listen Savannah, I'm sorry this is going to suck hearing it from me. But, if you don't hear it from me then your most likely going to hear it from my ma and she don't sugar coat shit. Clay at times can be that man that you expect to find out of a dad. He will protect you and take care of you but, he will never be the father you're hoping for. Clay will turn his back on you if it benefits him or the club, the only reason he is here is because of my ma. She believes in family and the chance for her to finally have a daughter is too good for her to pass up. When you come to Charming though it will not be easy. Between you being prepared for everything that comes with being the daughter of the prez and queen and the croweaters that are going to want to shove you below them and you will have to show them not only that you are above them but where they belong…it's not going to be an easy transition. But Clay won't help you, it's fucked up but it's just the way he is. That's why I told you I am here but, you also got my ma she will help make it easier. Do you understand me?"
"I have always wanted a dad," I looked down at my fingers and started to twist them as the tears fell down my cheeks, "I always wanted a family someone to come home to. I didn't want this, I'm scared and I'm confused. I don't know what I'm walking into anymore. But yes I understand."
"I know you will make it through this." "And how do you know that smarty pants?"
"From the moment I first met you I knew. No one stands up to Happy like that, hell darling not even our craziest member dares to stand up against him. You also smacked him across the face and that never happens. I don't think for even a second you can't handle yourself and the situation you're in."
I looked up to him and smiled slightly, he was right as scared as I was against Happy I still stood my ground and didn't budge. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and I looked out the window. I couldn't believe my eyes, no way was this happening. My mother was standing in the middle of the street, in her nighty staring right at me.
