AN: Thank you all so much! The amount of emails I got from this story was beyond amazing! I still need ya'll to send in who you want to be the love interest! I would love to thank you all personally as I usually do with my chapters but there were just so many! You are all so amazing.
So this is the first story I have ever gotten negative feedback on. "Sorry but you lost me at the word "princess". Don't you know that princess stories don't do we'll on soa land?" Well good thing this isn't a princess story ain't it? I'm sure ya'll have heard Gemma being called Queen of Redwood or Queen Bee and Jax referred to as the Prince of Samcro. It is a mere title, one that Maddie isn't living up to. The whole point of the first paragraph was to make you see that despite her "title" she isn't interested in Samcro or what comes with it. So sorry to my anon who didn't like the first chapter of my story but that's your opinion and as much as it does count, it doesn't really bother me. And to SpyGlass who ranted about how they are all too mature for her and that we really don't need another princess story here….why the hell did you read it then? Did you not read the plot? Don't be stupid and come ranting about something that was clearly stated. Write your own goddamn story and let me write mine. Its sad to see someone judge a brand new fanfic by the first two words but hey, can't win 'em all right? So sorry to my REAL READERS WHOM I LOVE SO FREAKING MUCH. Had to get it off my chest.
And the winner is… HAPPY. The amount of votes I got in was so great. A lot of people were dying for some Koz or Opie and I've decided that once my SOA stories are dwindling down I will start up two new ones with them.
Madison sat in the hospital bed, hands clenching the sheets tightly. She had pretty much just collapsed on the doorstep of her old home causing her mother to scream like a banshee. Clay came running and together they called the ambulance and had her rushed here. Maddie hadn't spoken a word as she was examined inside and out, resulting in two broken ribs, a deep laceration on the top side of her right eyebrow and vaginal tearing. As she sat there waiting for the police officer to come question her she kept repeating in her head "it could be worse". Gemma sat in the chair next to her daughter's bed, hands shaking as she tried to hold still. The last thing the Queen wanted to do was completely break down when her baby needed her. Much to her credit she hadn't asked questions and hadn't flipped out on anyone yet.
Clay entered with Jax, Tara and an officer. Her brother rushed to her side and pulled her into a hug causing her to wince.
"Easy Jax, she has two broken ribs on her left." Tara placed a gentle hand on his arm and he loosened his grip but didn't let go. Maddie knew Tara from years before when she was Jackson's Old Lady back in high school. She was the only one allowed to examine her, the only doctor Maddie trusted enough to.
"Who the fuck did this." He growled looking between Madison, his mother and Clay. Maddie shook her head, her eyes filling with tears. She didn't want to admit that he and Opie had been right about something being off about Cameron. They never liked him and preferred to come around when they knew he had class.
"I'm Sherriff Eli Roosevelt. I am very sorry for what happened to you. I am working with Stockton police in this case. We fear that it might have been retaliation for the Sons." Maddie's eyes shot up to the officer's and then to Clay's.
"He's working with us. Unser retired and we had to move forward. We all just want Charming to be safe." Clay explained and she nodded. Swiping a tear from her face she took a deep breath.
"I…I was at a party with Cameron and he…he said he was trying to find some friends of his. We ended up in the basement where he found them."
"Were you drinking?" Eli interrupted her for a moment. Maddie nodded.
"I only had three beers and I felt like I had been drinking harder stuff all night. Things were a bit hazy and I felt really weird. Cam asked me to come meet his friends and he…" Madison covered her mouth to hold back the sob. Gemma took her daughters hand in hers and squeezed gently.
"We're all here baby. You're okay now." She said softly, tears of her own slowly rolling down her face.
"He hit me. He just…punched me right in the face and I hit the ground. One of them kicked me in the side and then Cam…he…he tossed me into the pool table and they…" Madison broke down, her free hand clenching the sheet tight enough to turn her knuckles white.
"I'm really sorry but you have to finish your statement Madison. It's the only way we can move forward with this." The Sherriff spoke softly and gave her an apologetic look. Jax's face was red and she could see his temple moving where he was clenching his teeth. Tara stood aside him, her hand toying with her necklace fighting back tears of her own. Clay was at the foot of the bed, hands around the rail squeezing tight.
"They took turns raping me." She whispered. Gemma cried out and Tara buried her face in Jax's back. He turned to stroke her hair. "No one told me what was going on and they wouldn't stop until I passed out. I…when I woke up they were all gone and I was lying in my car in the back seat. I drove straight here." Her hands were shaking badly and she was desperately trying not to burst into tears again. The man she loved, the man she had hoped to spend her life with betrayed her and hurt her in more ways than one. Had their whole relationship been a lie? Had he used her for the entire three years?
"Thank you Madison. I promise we will find these assholes and they will pay. I'm not sure if I can hand them over to the Sons though." He looked at Clay and he nodded. "I will do my best."
"Wait." Eli looked back at Madison. "Cameron said one thing, before it all. He…he said that it wasn't personal, that he was doing what he was told." Madison's eyes slowly and sadly settled on Clay. "He said I could thank my father for this."
The next 48 hours had been horrible. Gemma and Clay had been escorted from the hospital due to their less than subtle arguing. The screaming in the hall had attracted all kinds of attention. There would be a Son sitting in Madison's room day in and day out until Maddie was cleared to go home which Tara was trying to push through quickly. She tried to make the younger girl as comfortable as possible; allowing her to wear sweats and tank tops, bringing something better than hospital food to her, sneaking in sweets and magazines. Jax came and stayed every minute he had to spare, going on and on about how stupid he was to let her stay with Cam and how he should have seen it. Opie would come rant the same thing until Lyla, his Old Lady, pulled him away to let Maddie get some rest. Gemma would visit for spurts at a time, running back and forth between the garage and the hospital. Clay hadn't come by since the fight outside of Madison's room and it bothered her more than she wanted to admit.
Tara had just left after painting Madison's nails and toes leaving her sitting with a Son who didn't talk to much to her. The others who had been on baby sitting duty had at least tried to alleviate some of her boredom by bringing movies or talking about something that had happened while she was at school. Like Juice told her how Tig had gotten bit in the ass when he didn't give the dog enough to knock him out. Opie had confessed that things had been really tense between Jax and Clay lately. Of course when Mads asked why she was given the "club stuff" answer.
"Do you want to watch tv or something? I can change the channel." Madison spoke to the bald man sitting a few feet away slouched in his chair with his arms crossed. He had been staring at the wall for the last two hours and it was beginning to bother the girl. His dark eyes moved across the wall to meet hers and Maddie felt her breath hitch in her throat.
"No." He said then went back to watching the wall. With a sigh Maddie flipped off the tv and laid back to stare at the ceiling. A few silent minutes went by and she figured she might as well nap. "What are you doing?" Her baby sitter asked. Turning her head she stared at him.
"Probably going to sleep since your not any fun." She replied monotonously. The corner of his mouth twitched and she swore he almost smiled.
"Watch the fucking tv." His voice was rough and Maddie didn't like how he was speaking to her in the least.
"Excuse me?" She sat up and stared at him, an angry look on his face and this time she was damn sure he smirked.
"Watch the fucking tv." He repeated slowly. Despite the pain in her side Madison threw the remote at his head, making contact with the side. "Really little girl?" He sighed and picked it up.
"Yea really. You don't talk to me like that. Everyone else has been nice and understanding and yet you sit there like it's a goddamn chore." Happy stood with a groan and walked up to the bed, stopping right next to Madison. Bending down he looked her right in the eyes and leaned forward until he could smell the mint on her breath from the gum she had been chewing.
"I am doing my job. I ain't here to entertain ya. Instead of fighting or fucking I am stuck baby sitting little princess. Do me a favor and make it less miserable." Despite her best efforts Madison's eyes began to water.
"I am not a fucking princess. You weren't the one lied to for three years by someone who you thought loved you. You weren't beaten and raped because you father did something to a bunch of Irish. You aren't the one stuck in the hospital with broken ribs and people coddling you every second when you should be at school getting ready for exams. I have four more months of school until summer and I can't even finish." Madison leaned forward until her nose touched his. "So don't call me fucking princess and don't make me even more miserable than I already am. I guarantee that when I am out of this hospital bed and my ribs are okay that I am going to finish school and kill Cameron fucking Brennan with my bare hands." Her breathing was a bit labored now and her fists were clenching the sheets tightly. Something flashed in the killer's eyes and Madison couldn't name it.
"Do you really think you can handle someone's blood on your hands?" There was a little humor in his words and this pissed Maddie off even more.
"Do you want me to prove it?" Happy could see a little of himself in the girl. He had an odd desire to kiss little Maddie Teller-Morrow. She had this weird spirit about her and he knew damn well that something traumatic could change a person completely. Was she capable of killing this Irishman? He honestly couldn't say in that moment but he wanted to feed that seed of killer inside of her badly. Jax might kill him if he ever found out that he wanted to see the pretty young woman sitting in this bed with blood on her hands.
Madison yanked on her cardigan and slipped on the flats Tara had brought her. She was heading to her parents house and away from this hell hole hospital. She was still very sore but the pain killers the doctors had given her were helping a little. She hated taking them but when it got almost unbearable she would. Playing it off wasn't too hard when her mother or brother were around. With all of her things, which wasn't much, gathered in the bag Tara had brought the clothes in Madison waited for her brother to come collect her. Much to her surprise it was Juice that walked in.
"Hey, sorry I'm late. Got held up a bit but we are good to go now." He smiled at her and took the bag from her hands.
"Where's my brother?" She asked as Juice led her slowly to the elevator. On their way to it he tried to grab a wheelchair but with one look he let it go. There was no way Maddie was going to be wheeled out of St. Thomas like an invalid.
"He had some club stuff." Juice's eyes landed on her cheek and wouldn't meet her eyes as he answered. He was hiding something. Club stuff. Madison held back the snide comment she itched to say. It wasn't Juice's fault.
"So you're my babysitter huh?" She leaned against the walls of the elevator waiting for it to reach the bottom floor.
"Nah, just gotta get you to your ma's."
"Where my baby sitter is waiting?" It wasn't so much a question than a statement .Luckily for Juice the elevator opened. They walked in silence to the front doors and outside. She wasn't surprised when he led her to the Teller Morrow pick-up truck, something they had just bought. Of course they wouldn't put her on the back of a bike right now. The drive was quiet aside from Juice tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. Madison didn't have much of a choice but to allow the young biker to help her out of the truck and into the house which seemed to be empty. "Where are my mom and dad?" She walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge to grab a water, handing one to Juice.
"Garage. Clay has club stuff, your ma is working the office." The sound of a bike had Madison turning towards the sound. Heavy footsteps came in through the door. "In here!" Juice called. Madison's eyes stayed on the door until her baby sitter walked in. Happy. Tensing up Madison gulped her water, her eyes never leaving his.
"Prez needs your ass at the garage. They have some pick ups." Madison waved to Juice as he walked out, her following him until she got to the stairs to where her old room was. Pulling herself up slowly she made it to the top unaware of Happy eying her from the bottom step. Her room looked just as she had left it. Most of her stuff had stayed when she took off for school. Her bed and dresser were still made up in sheets and cosmetics as if she had been here the whole time. Her bookcase had it's bare spots from the books she opted to take with her. Shoving aside old memories Madison gathered up some comfortable clothes and headed into the small bathroom that sat between her room and a guest room. With the water on warm Maddie began pulling off her clothes gingerly. Every move hurt and made it that much harder to do. Getting caught in her shirt Madison let out a little a soft whimper of annoyance and struggled a little harder. The increase in movement sent shocking waves of pain through her ribs.
"Fuck." She gasped. A soft chuckle had her spinning on her heel to find Happy standing in the doorway with his arms crossed watching her. "Oh yea, laugh it the fuck up." She spat.
"Oh I will." Maddie glared at him for another second before trying to free her arm which just planted it further in the entanglement. The young woman wanted to cry at this point, the pain was too much. She refused to cry in front of this man though. Absolutely refused. Maddie continued struggling, hoping that at some point she'd free herself of he'd walk away so she could give in to the pain. After a few more minutes her predicament was even worse, her head now caught in the mess. Happy began to feel a little pity for the girl as he stood there chuckling at her for the past ten minutes. He knew how much broken ribs sucked. She was much smaller in size comparison to him so he could only imagine what she was feeling. He had to give her credit though, she wasn't crying or making much noise at all. Finally giving in to the more sympathetic side of him which he blamed his Ma for he took a few steps over to her and placed his hands gently on her arms. "Chill, I'm gonna help you."
"I don't need your help." She argued but stopped struggling nonetheless.
"Shut up." He pulled her arm slowly through the hole and followed through with the rest of her leaving Madison in a bra. "I suggest wearing something more loosely fitting. He watched as goosebumps popped up over her exposed skin. He could see the ugly bruising on her otherwise flawless skin and it set a fire off inside him. He never believed in hitting woman despite his cruel nature. If he ever saw someone laying hands on a female he'd pummel them.
"Happy?" Her soft voice popped him out of his little daydream of beating someone to a pulp and he turned his eyes away from the marks. "I can't…um…" She turned a little, exposing her back to him. Happy grunted knowing she wasn't going to be able to get out of her bra without really hurting. Rough fingers skimmed her skin as he worked the clasp. Madison shuddered, her face turning red as her body betrayed her. Her arms came up to hold it in place as he moved to stand in front of her.
"Need help?" He tugged on a belt hoop on her jeans. How she got into those damn skinny jeans was beyond him. Must have really needed help. She shook her head.
"No….it's okay. I'll manage but thank you." He nodded, his eyes flicking towards the clothes she had brought in. Some more of the same crap. Jeans, some top Gemma no doubt bought. Happy just grunted before leaving the bathroom, door wide open. Madison shut it behind him and exhaled loudly. Holy crap. She was so flustered she almost forgot what she was doing in the bathroom to begin with. Happy's touch was so unlike Cameron's. Happy's hands were rough from work and hard labor where Cam's were soft and privileged. Shoving the thoughts from her mind Madison struggled with her pants until they were on the floor and climbed carefully into the shower.
She didn't need any distractions from her goal and that included the rude ass biker in the other room. Her hands slide carefully over the damage on her side and face as she washed up, hoping to rid herself of anything from that night or the nights in the hospital. The hospital shower was dull and didn't do much in making her feel clean. Here she could use her own soaps and shampoos and feel more like herself now. Deeming herself clean when her skin was pink from scrubbing she turned the water off and grabbed the towel hanging next to the shower. Wrapping herself up she peeked out of the shower for any sign of Happy then climbed out. Draying herself she reached for her clothes and stopped. These were not the clothes she had brought in with her. Sifting through she found an old sons wife beater and a pair of yoga pants where she had placed her jeans and top. "Fucking Happy." How the hell had he come in and switched them without her hearing? Shaking her head Madison quickly and carefully pulled her clothes on and walked to her room. Brushing her hair out she sighed and put a hand to her stomach as if that would silence the grumbling. Gemma always kept food in the house and she was hungry as hell. Making her way to the kitchen the young woman kept her eyes open for Happy but found him nowhere. Shrugging to herself she flipped on the ipod dock on the counter and began pulling food out of the fridge. Cooking and baking always made Maddie feel better. It was something she inherited from her mother. Singing softly Madison began making chicken broccoli alfredo. Once that once all prepped and cooking she began mixing cookie batter in a large bowl. Turning with the measured amount of oil in the measuring cup she damn near screamed when she found Happy sitting at the counter watching her.
"What the fuck?" She yelled. She had jumped so high that most of the oil had sloshed out of the cup and on to the floor. She glared at him as she slammed the cup down and turned to find a dish rag. "You shouldn't sneak up on people asshole."
"And you should be more aware of your surroundings. What if I was Cameron?" He asked, his dark eyes watching her every move as she lowered herself to her knees to wipe up the mess.
"Not likely."
"Everything is likely. I could have killed you easily. Front door unlocked. Music up loud. You singing over any sounds that I might have made although I never do."
"I would have been more of a challenge than you are making me seem jerk." She frowned at him as she gripped the counter tightly to lift herself to her feet.
"Sure. At least you have a decent voice on ya." He smirked. Madison's face burned red and she busied herself with washing out the rag. She avoided all contact as she poured more oil then mixed it in the bowl. Once the batter was thoroughly mixed she pulled out small chunks of it and started spacing it on a baking sheet.
"Stop staring at me. It's creepy." She didn't have to look up to know he was watching every move she was making. His abrupt choke of a laugh had her head shooting up to make sure he was okay. "You alright there stud?" She asked, her hands still following through their movements. He nodded and locked his eyes on hers. Madison almost wanted to laugh knowing he was trying to stare her down, get her to look away first. Jax used to try this with her and she always won. Hardening her gaze she stared right back, hands slowly stopping. This went on for well into a minute before the timer on the stove went off and startled Happy. Madison smiled as he blinked. Sticking her tongue out at him Maddie turned and grabbed an oven mitt to pull the dish from the stove. Putting it on the stove she grabbed the baking sheets of cookies and plopped them in before turning down the temperature.
"You Suzy fucking home-maker?" He grunted at her. Ignoring his comment completely she pulled out silverware but when she reached for the plates she couldn't reach them. Not only was she a little short but she could hardly lift her arms up. The feeling of a warm body against her back almost had her panic but instead she stood still. Happy pressed himself closer to reach the plates, bringing them down to the counter. "You need to watch those ribs if you want them to heal right." He whispered into her hair before taking a step back. She shook off the tingling feeling of danger and arousement and grabbed the plates.
"I'm doing just fine thank you." Fucking asshole biker is doing this shit on purpose. Madison dished out the food, plopping the plates on the table before pulling the cookies out to cool. Happy stood against the counter watching her until she sat down at the table in front of one of the plates. She sat staring across the table for a few seconds before moving her gaze to him. "Are you eating or what?" She raised an eyebrow at him. He made a noncommittal noise before taking a seat. He watched as she bowed her head for a moment, her lips moving wordlessly. He hadn't pegged her as a grace sayer but waited until she was done nonetheless. Madison didn't bother trying to hide her surprise that Happy had waited. Cautiously she picked up her fork and began to eat. When the biker sitting close to her did the same she began to relax a little. Dinner was silent as they ate. When Happy finished what was on his plate he grabbed another and sat back down. Finishing her meal before Happy finished his second helping Madison stood and began cleaning up the dishes. Scooping the leftovers into a container she popped it into the fridge before sliding the cookies on to a plate and placing it on the counter. Once the sink was full of warm soapy water she started washing the dishes. She could hear Happy moving about behind her and ignored it. The music she had left playing was soft and distracting. The cup she was rinsing almost broke as it hit the sink loudly when Happy appeared behind her and started drying the dishes. "You don't have to."
"I'm gonna. You made dinner. You shouldn't even be washing this shit." He grunted at her. Once again ignoring him she kept washing, this time handing him the dishes to dry. It didn't take long until everything was dry and put away. They were both standing awkwardly in the kitchen for a few moments before Madison opened her mouth but shut it without saying anything. "You got something to say then say it."
"I just wanted to say thank you for helping with the dishes. Cookies should be cool enough to eat." There was a bit of fire in her words. She stomped out of the room and into the living room where she tried to get comfortable on the couch. The Notebook was on, Maddie's favorite movie. Sighing in content she lowered her head to the pillow and relaxed.
"Hell no. I ain't watchin' this shit." Happy grumbled as he walked in. He held his hand out for the remote but Madison tucked it into herself and pouted. "I don't do the poutin' shit girl. Don't work on me." Madison sighed and handed over the remote, too tired to argue. The biker was shocked at first but took the remote anyway and sat down on the other side of the couch and began flipping through the channels.
Jax and Gemma got home late, careful to be quiet when they arrived. Jax wanted to check on Maddie before heading home to Tara and the boys. Jax almost walked into Gemma as she had stopped in the middle of the doorway to the living room. Peering around he could Madison sleeping on the couch, her legs in Happy's lap, his eyes glued to the screen. Jax moved further into the room and laughed loudly. Happy jumped and switched the channel clearing his through. Madison stirred but didn't wake up.
"Dude, tell me you weren't just watching the fucking Notebook." Gemma was trying to stifle her laugh.
"Nah, Maddie was. She fell asleep though." His eyes scanned the girl before realizing her legs were in his lap. Gently moving them he stood and rubbed a hand over his head.
"Yup. Come on bro, head home." Regaining his composure Happy bid the two good night and left. Gemma just shook her head and retired to her room after covering Maddie with a blanket.
