The song for this chapter is Give It To You by Jordan Knight. I just think it's a cute song lol especially for a day at the carnival, considering the music video. Please review and favorite! Thank you for reading!
Finally her tears slow down and she sniffles a bit as she looks up at him, afraid to see his reaction to her breaking down. To her surprise, he was watching her with his hand on her lower back gently rubbing it to comfort her, his brows furrowed worriedly. "Honey, I didn't mean to make you cry..."
She shakes her head, wiping her eyes as she lets out a breathless, tearful laugh. "Don't be sorry, Kip...that was the sweetest thing you could ever tell me." She kisses him softly and lovingly, running her fingers through his soft hair.
He smiles as he trails his fingertips along her sides. "I meant every word. You are beautiful, and you're all mine for now."
She smiles softly then frowns as she pulls back a bit to look down at him. "For now?"
He nods, a soft crimson blush covering his cheeks beneath the growing stubble. "Until you decide you want more than an old, one nutted man."
Homey shakes her head, leaning in to kiss him and smiling as her nipples gently rub against his chest. "Baby, why would I ever want more? You're mine, I don't plan on letting you go unless my dad threatens you."
"What if he does?" He murmurs, wrapping his arms around her and holding her to his chest, feeling her soft breasts rubbing against his chest.
"Then...I'll leave." She whispers, laying her head on his chest.
He frowns, looking down at her but she avoids his gaze. "Leave Charming?"
She nods, tracing small swirls in his chest hair. "Yeah. If I can't have you, then I can't just sit around here hating my life while I watch you move on. So I'd leave, go to somewhere no one knew me."
"Where would you go?" He asks curiously, gently rubbing small circles across her lower back, making her arch her back to stretch as her tensed muscles relax.
"I dunno. There can't be an SOA charter wherever I go so...maybe Florida? Or like...Virginia...I don't even know." She shrugs then sighs. "Shit, that's a lie." She sits up, grabbing her sketchbook from her bag and flipping through sketch after sketch until she reaches an elaborately drawn up map and bulleted list.
He watches, his eyes widening as he wraps his arms around her and scans through the list quickly. "Wow, you have it all planned out huh?"
She nods, blushing. "Drive to Stockton, leave my car at the bus station and take a greyhound to Seattle. Happy would probably help me from there, if he could ride up from Tacoma."
He bites his lip softly, his fingers brushing against her hip bone. "You would just leave like that?"
She nods without hesitation. "Yeah. I wasn't kidding when I told you I was biding my time, Kip."
He slowly sets the sketchpad aside and rolls on top of her, settling in between her thighs as he holds himself up on his elbows as if doing a plank. She automatically wraps her legs around his slim hips. "Honey, why do you have nightmares?"
She tenses up, her hands freezing midway down his back. "H-how did...I don't. I don't have those." She looks away and he swears he can see her eyes watering again.
Not wanting to push her too far, he nods and gently kisses her neck just below her ear where he knows she loves. "Okay, Honey." To distract her, he trails his kisses down her neck to her collarbone.
She sighs softly and whispers, "I swear...I'll tell you one day. I just can't right now." She closes her eyes to try to stop the new round of tears. "It still hurts."
He nods, wrapping his arms around her and holding her closely. "I'm not going to rush you, baby. I just want to know you."
She kisses his cheek softly and presses closely against his body, feeling safe in his grasp. "And you will, baby. I just need time."
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The next morning, Honey awakes to the sound of the shower turning on. She glances at the clock on the nightstand and stretches, groaning softly when she sees it's barely 6am. Standing and shivering a bit in the air conditioner cooled air, she walks towards the bathroom. "Kip, why are we awake at the crack of dawn?"
He smiles at her from the shower, shaving cream on his cheeks. "Well us adults have these commitments called jobs."
She giggles as she steps into the shower, still naked from the night before. "Well us teenagers sleep til noon, old man."
He smirks as he grabs her hips, pulling her flush against his body. "We still have about an hour before I have to go, baby."
She bites her lip softly as she plays with a lock of his hair. "Actually...I promised Devon we could go surfing..."
He nods and kisses her neck softly. "She texted you about 47 times this morning."
Honey laughs, "Yeah, sounds like her." She kisses his jaw gently. "Do you wanna come?"
He raises his eyebrow as he looks down at her. "Me on a surfboard?"
She smiles and nods, pulling away gently to wash off. "Mhm, it's fun!"
"I'm a biker baby, not a beach bum. Where did you even learn to surf?" He watches her as he finishes shaving and rinses off.
She smiles and blushes softly, washing her face. "Kozik, from the Tacoma charter. When I was 13, I had some issues and he had similar ones so we bonded I guess."
Half Sack smiles as he runs his fingers through her wet hair. "I'd love to go, especially if I get to watch you in a bikini, but I gotta work."
"Then we should make the most of the next hour." She laughs, smacking his chest lightly then squealing as he pulls her to his chest.
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An hour later, they were on the back of his bike driving towards the edge of town. Passing the sign that said 'Precious Premises Trailer Park', they pull up beside a small but well cared for trailer. The door opens and a tall, skinny girl wearing a blue bikini top and barely-there shorts barrels out, her sandals barely touching the cinder block steps.
"Honey!" She hugs the younger girl tightly and smiles. Honey grins as she hugs her back, kissing her cheek softly.
"Hey, Dev." She glances over at Half Sack, giggling as she notices his confusion. "Kip, this is my best friend Devon."
Devon gives him a small smile. "Hey, I assume you're the prospect."
"And you're the cover-girl." He raises his eyebrow at her. She bursts out laughing and shakes her head.
"Nice." She smiles at them both, for real this time. "Are you ready to go?"
Honey nods, looking at Half Sack. "Yeah, I think so."
He kisses her forehead gently and smiles at his girl. "I'll see you at the clubhouse later, baby. Have fun."
Honey nods and kisses him sweetly. "Okay baby, have fun at work."
She and Devon walk to the beat up green Camry parked on a gravel patch on the side of the trailer. Honey smiles once more at Half Sack as she gets into the car. He smiles back and gets on his bike, following the car to the turn off where they turn right to go south to the beach and he turns left to head back into town.
Honey is watching the sky out the car window until Devon clears her throat. "So, new boyfriend?"
Honey blushes and nods slowly as she turns her head to look at her best friend. "Uh yeah..."
Devon smiles, raising one thin, perfectly arched brow. "Details."
Honey laughs softly before launching into the whole story, including the fact that they had to sneak around behind the club's back. Devon appeared to be deep in thought, her ocean blue eyes fixated on the road ahead of them.
"And Justin is leaving you alone?" Her eyes turn to Honey worriedly, her hand gently resting on Honey's thigh.
Looking out at the soft blue sky, Honey nods slowly. "He called me once, a few weeks ago. I told him off, said I was done playing his whore. He hung up and I haven't heard from him since."
Devon squeezes Honey's hand softly, sighing. "Maybe he'll leave you alone now."
Honey nods and lays her head against the cool window glass, thinking 'I'm not that lucky.'
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Hours later, Half Sack finally retreats to his dorm, exhausted from the nonstop garage work he had done today. Collapsing on his back on the bed, his feet hanging over the edge, he grabs his phone to see if Honey had texted him yet.
Elizabeth: we're on our way home now, ill call you when i get to my house
Sent nearly an hour ago, unnoticed by him. He knew she should almost be home by now, smiling as he sets the phone aside and strips his engine oil covered work shirt off, tossing it into the haphazard pile of laundry in the corner of the room beside the bathroom. He kicks his boots off and lays back, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans only to jump up in surprise as his dorm door busts open.
Gemma crosses her arms, her lips pursed into a thin white line as she taps one foot on the hardwood flooring. "Where's Honey?"
He stammers a response, too shocked to be smooth. "I uh fuck- how should I know?!" His cheeks flush red as he struggles to get his pants done up, yelping as he accidentally catches his nut on the zipper.
Gemma rolls her eyes, undeterred by his struggle. "Don't give me that shit, I know you two are 'close'." She nearly sneered the last word as she peered into the bathroom as if Honey would be crouched behind the door hiding. Half Sack watches, his heart racing and his entire package throbbing in pain as he finally manages to get his pants on.
"We're friends, she's really nice." He clears his throat as his voice cracks a bit. Gemma scoffs and crosses her arms, staring him down.
"Well she was supposed to work today and she never showed up, do you know where she is?"
He hesitates before shaking his head. "I don't know, Gemma, sorry."
She stares at him for a moment as if scrutinizing him before turning to leave. "Alright, Prospect."
After she's gone and he is sure the sound of her boots is long gone down the hallway, he sits on the foot of his bed and texts Honey.
Kip: your mom just cornered me asking where you are
Almost immediately, as if she had been awaiting his message, she replied.
Elizabeth: did you tell her anything?
Kip: no but i think shes suspicious
Elizabeth: shit...
Kip bit his bottom lip, sighing softly. 'Agreed.'
Kip: maybe we should slow down? Just for a little while to cool suspicions
He sent the message before he could think about the outcome, knowing they had to consider it.
Elizabeth: do you think that would work?
Kip: maybe
Elizabeth: promise not to avoid me like last time
His heart panged as he read and reread that line over and over, regret overshadowing his memory of those three weeks of avoiding her.
Kip: I swear Honey, I'll never ignore you again. We just can't meet up unless no one is around. Ill text you everyday
Elizabeth: alright...i love you Kip
Kip: I love you too
Elizabeth: im about to fall asleep...goodnight Kip, I'll text you tomorrow
Kip: goodnight baby
With that, they both put their phones on charge and went to bed.
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The next month was filled with text messages, late night phone calls, and hurried kisses when the club members were away. Both of them were quickly becoming frustrated with the lack of contact.
When May ended and June rolled around, the tension had reached an all time high. Their rushed kisses had turned into desperate touches and lust fueled text conversations, only furthuring the broad distance they had set themselves with.
It was a humid morning just after 9 when Honey forced herself out of bed, dragging her body down to the kitchen to pour herself a bowl of cereal. To her surprise, Gemma and Clay were still home, despite the fact that it was TM's busiest day, Saturday.
Gemma gave her only daughter a bright smile as she rises from her seat at the table. "Morning baby."
Honey gave her parents a small smile, tucking an unruly strand of hair behind her ear. "Uh...morning. Is everything alright?"
Clay chuckles and nods, folding the morning paper up and laying it beside his empty plate. "Everything's fine, Hon. It's been swamped at the garage for the past month so the guys took a vote. Turns out it's time for a day off." He grins as he watches his stepdaughter's face light up.
"Really, dad?" She clasps her hands together, wringing her slim fingers.
He nods, taking the last sip of his coffee. "Yup. How does a day at the carnival sound?"
She grins, nodding quickly. "Hell yeah, Funtown all day!" Without even awaiting a response, she dashes away to her room to get ready.
Clay laughs and shakes his head fondly as Gemma rolls her eyes but can't keep the smile off her lips. "She'll be back down in 15 minutes so we better get ready."
True to Gemma's prediction, in just under 15 minutes Honey had dressed in a breezy grey tank top, her black floral bra pattern visible through the thin cotton, and a pair of worn cutoff jeans, paired with a pair of black floral velvet Doc Martens. Her hair was pulled into a loose messy bun at the nape of her neck and she had only done a soft taupe/silver eye look with a pink lip butter. As she turned to and fro in front of her mirror, she hoped Half Sack would be at the carnival to sneak away with for a little while.
Smiling as she grabbed her white crochet crossbody bag, she texted her Prospect.
Elizabeth: you coming to funtown?
She slipped her phone into her back pocket as she headed downstairs, already imagining the greasy food, rides, and rude carnies.
She met Jax outside, hopping into his arms just as she used to do as a child, grinning as he spun around a couple times with her clinging to him. "Jax!" She giggles, clutching the sun-warmed leather on his shoulders.
He grins as he sets her down gently, kissing her forehead. "Morning sis. Ready for funnel cakes and roller coasters?" He laughs as she nods without hesitation. "Well let's go. Mom and Clay can catch up."
She smiles as she climbs into the bike behind him, forgoing a helmet today. She wraps her arms loosely around his midsection and relaxes as he drives off towards the edge of town where Funtown was set up. The warm breeze whips around her body and she grins as she tightens her legs around her brother's hips, making sure she was holding on before leaning back, spreading her arms as if they were wings and just letting the air blow past her body. Jax smiles as he revs the bike up and speeds down the highway, his thoughts clear of everything besides the ride.
Soon though, the highway had turned to the gravel parking lot on the edge of the lot where the carnival was set up. Jax parks and shuts the engine off, smoothing back his wind tousled hair and looking back at his sister.
She had a soft, almost demure smile on her face as she ran her fingers through the fluffy, windblown tresses of hair that had come out of her bun. Jax smiles and kisses her forehead gently before loping off towards the ticket booth. Honey stretches, arching her body like a cat to relax her tensed muscles before walking over to the edge of the grass to wait for Jax to return.
When he did return, he had a roll of tickets as big around as a vinyl record, a shit-eating grin on his lips. Honey laughs, covering her mouth as she stares at him. "Holy shit, Jax, how many did you buy?"
He shrugs, twirling the roll around his finger. "Well 20 tickets was five bucks so...200."
She laughs as she shakes her head, grabbing thr roll as a few of the other Sons arrive. Tig, Chibs, and Bobby all arrive and meet up with the two Teller children, Tig throwing an arm over Honey's slim shoulders. "What are we riding first, baby girl?" He smirks down at her, already knowing the answer.
"Scrambler!" They say in unison, grinning as their nearly 12 year tradition continues and they walk towards the spinning ride.
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Half Sack is just leaving his dorm when he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket. He flips it open and smiles as he sees a picture of Honey in the front seat of a roller coaster, Jax, Chibs, and Tig behind her with grins on their faces.
Kip: havin fun?
He waits a few minutes as he walks out to his bike and gets on.
Elizabeth: yeah but it'd be more fun if you were here too
She sends him another picture of her drinking a cherry icee, the camera focused over her shoulder showing a frustrated Tig about to hurl a baseball at a bottle pyramid.
Elizabeth: he's tried 6 times already
Half Sack starts laughing and smiles as he sits astride his bike.
Kip: well ill be there in 10 minutes to win you anything you want
Elizabeth; and after you win me a present, we can sneak off to the photo booth ;)
He smirked and didn't bother replying, sliding his phone into his pocket and starting the bike, driving towards the carnival. When he arrived, parking alongside the row of black Dynas, Honey was sitting at a picnic table eating cotton candy. She smiles at him, offering him a bite of the fluffy blue spun sugar as he walks over to her.
"Hey." She blushes softly as she watches him pinch off a piece of her cotton candy and pop it onto his tongue, somehow managing to turn the innocent movement dirty.
He smiles, genty running his fingertips along her wrist that's laying on the table. "Hey, Honey." He clears his throat after a moment, the tips of his ears turning pink. "So uhm I hear there's a bottle toss that I need to beat?"
Honey grins and nods, finishing her cotton candy and tossing the stick away as she stands up. His eyes roam her slim body as she stretches before he stands up as well, following her to the game booth where Tig was still standing, grumbling as he glared at the stacked pyramid of white bottles.
"Step back, Toggy, I have a new hero." Honey smiles as Half Sack pays the $1 and takes the five balls the man hands him.
Tig scoffs, rolling his eyes as he crosses his arms. "Oh please, like One Nut here could hit anything."
Half Sack grinned at Tig, glancing at Honey. "The lady wants a prize, who am I to refuse?"
Homey smiles, biting her bottom lip gently as she watches him toss the balls, hitting only the first and second row of bottles. Tig laughs mockingly as Half Sack forks over another $1, with similar results.
"C'mon Honey, let's go ride that dragon shit Jax won't stop talking about." Honey nods and gives Half Sack a soft smile before mouthing 'photo booth, 10 minutes.'
He nods almost imperceptibly, focusing on the impenetrable bottles in front of him as Honey and Tig walk off to the children's ride.
10 minutes later, he showed up at the photo booth looking dejected. Honey giggles softly as she crosses her arms. "Aw, Kip," She gently tugs him into the photo booth, kissing him as soon as the curtain is closed. "It was just a little stuffed mermaid."
He nods as he kisses her back deeply, holding her hips tightly as he pulls her into his lap. "I know baby, but," He trails his kisses down her neck, sucking softly but careful not to leave any hickeys. "I'm your boyfriend, I wanna win you something."
She smiles as she tilts her head back for him, slowly grinding against him as she runs her jands down his chest. "I know baby, but you don't have to. This is all I need."
They keep grinding against each other, kissing passionately before they finally break apart and Honey bites her lip softly. "Got any quarters?"
He nods, grabbing the loose change from his pocket. She leans over and puts $.50 in the change slot and smirks at him as she leans down and undos his jeans. "I want a souvenir."
He smirks and nods, leaning back as she pulled his cock out, stroking him slowly. The camera flashes go off one at a time, 5 pictures as they continue kissing deeply and his hand slides into her shorts to touch her heated center.
A few minutes later, they climb out of the photo booth and Honey grabs the pictures, pouting. "Aw, they're blurry." Half Sack laughs and looks over her shoulder at them.
"I want some normal ones too..." He murmurs, blushing softly as he gently rests his hands on her hips. She nods, smiling softly.
"Let's come back in a while and take some more, I'm getting hungry." She tucks the strip of photos into her back pocket, just in time as Jax and Chibs run up beside her grinning like teenage boys.
She laughs as she sees Tig looking ill and sitting on a bench by the corn dog booth. "What did you two do to him?"
Chibs laughs, his eyes twinkling as he smooths Honey's tousled brown hair. "The clown house over there has a doll room."
Her eyes widen before she bursts into laughter, only laughing harder as Tig hears and throws a middle finger in their general direction. "Oh my god, you two are evil!"
Half Sack smiles as he watches Honey laugh, loving the way it made her eyes light up and the cute dimples on her cheeks stand out. Jax looks from Honey, to Half Sack, then back as he raises an eyebrow. "You two having fun?"
Immediately, Honey blushes and nods, fixing her hair back into it's messy bun. "Yeah, but Half Sack and Tig have both tried to win that fucking bottle toss and I think they're now in debt."
Half Sack laughs and looks down at her. "Hey, I got all of them but three at the bottom."
She rolls her eyes playfully and pokes his side. "Yeah but so did the 7 year old in line behind us."
Jax smiles watching them banter, then nodding his head behind them. "Mom and Clay are over there." Honey nods and smiles as she looks over at them.
"Let's go see them." Honey starts walking over, followed by Half Sack immediately then the others.
Gemma smiles at her kids and the guys as they join her and Clay. "Hey. Get kicked off the Scrambler yet?"
Honey laughs, "That was only once!" She links her arms with Tig and Jax, then frowns slightly seeing Elliot Oswald and his stuck up wife approaching. "Oh look, the fair folk are amongst us peasants. How saintly of them."
Gemma nudges her daughter's side but smirks at the sarcasm as Clay greets Elliot. Honey shares a secret glance with Tristan, having ridden the Scrambler with her earlier, then smiles softly as Tristan starts to excuse herself.
Jax stops her, handing her the last four tickets of the roll he had in his pocket. The rest was in Honey's bag. "Here, they kicked us off for screaming too loud." He gives her his charming grin, winking at the young girl. She blushes and smiles, muttering a quick thanks before running off towards the ride.
Honey glances at Half Sack, smiling as she mouths 'popcorn and ferris wheel?' He nods and starts to walk away, just as Honey hears her mother say something about handjobs in the photo booth. She shakes her head, feeling grossed out as she says, "You have fun with that, mom. I'm gonna go get some popcorn."
She walks off before they can reply and minutes later as she orders a small bag of buttery popcorn, she feels Half Sack's lean body pressing against her back. She smiles and leans back against him, paying for her popcorn and popping a few pieces into her mouth. "C'mon baby, the ferris wheel line is almost empty."
She holds his hand as they walk and, as they pass a tent playing music, she starts giggling softly. He looks down at her, a soft smiling playing on his lips. "What's funny?"
"That song...it's a Jordan Knight song." She looks up at him and sighs softly, seeing he doesn't get it. "He was a member of New Kids on the Block. Devon and I used to listen to this all the time during dance class."
He nods, slipping a hand down into her back pocket, cupping her ass. "You should dance for me one day, baby."
She just smiles and keeps eating her popcorn until they get onto the ride, sitting in the blue carriage style seat and pulling the bar up over their legs. Honey lays her head on his shoulder, relaxing as the ride slowly begins spinning, stopping every few moments to let the car at the top have a quick view.
She gently traces her nails along the back of his hand, then laces her fingers with his. "Kip, I love you."
"I love you too, Honey." He murmurs, kissing the top of her head gently as they finally reach the top of the ride. She leans up, kissing him softly but pouring her passion into it as the setting sun casts a golden glow on them.