Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING RECOGNIZABLY SONS OF ANARCHY. ONLY MY OCs ARE MINE. ANY RESEMBLANCES TO ANY PERSON, PLACE OR THING LIVING OR REAL IS USED IN A FICTITIOUS MANNER.
AN: I haven't abandon my other unfinished stories. In addition to this one, I'm working on the others.
SN: The tile of this chapter was inspired by the Skid Row song.
Chapter 2: 18 to Life
The week leading up to my birthday, thankfully, had gone by fast. I'd managed to heed my mother's advice and not provoke the Hales. It was hard fighting the temptation to punch the youngest Hale offspring.
It was Friday night and I was ome preparing to make an entrance for my party at Clubhouse Reaper. Laine and I had gone shopping early in the week for outfits and i was excited to wear mine. I was sitting in front of my vanity while Laine did my makeup.
"If you get mascara in my eye again, Laine Jane, I will hurt you."
"Cool your tits. And that last time was your fault."
Laine finished up my makeup, applied her own while i finished getting dressed then we headed out the door. We pulled up to the clubhouse and the lot was already full with my usual spot still open. As i walked in the door everyone yelled Happy Birthday.
We did the G-rated party first. Some of the members that had families had brought their younger kids. I was dressed appropriately, had my real outfit in the car. After while gifts were opened, cake was cut and eaten and the kids were whisked off to bed. Now the real party could begin.
I'd changed into my other outfit of an all black dress, mid thigh, Marilyn Monroe style dress. Accessorized with silver jewelry, fishnets, combat boots and my black studded leather jacket.
I was mingling and enjoying myself when i nearly jumped out of my skin from a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to find myself staring mostly at Opie's stomach. I will neither confirm nor deny that i blushed when i realized who had tapped me.
"Jesus Christ, Opie, don't do that." Opie laughed at me before informing Happy was ready to do my tattoo. When walked over to where Hap was set up i saw my mother, Gemma and Laine sitting so they could watch. I don't know how much time passed since I zoned out from the sound of the tattoo gun. But when Happy was done I had a beautiful skull with roses and my father's name on my forearm.
We partied hard the rest of the night and were completely oblivious to the fact that our world would be changing yet again.
