1 No Sleep Til Charming
My name is Marcy Elizabeth, mostly everyone calls me Lillie, this is my story.
As soon as I exited the building I heard whistling, some jeering and revving of motors? Yeah they were totally revving their bikes up. I made my way down the school steps ignoring the noise. I refused to look at them til I got in front of them. Plus, I didn't need to look to know who was making it or who it was directed at. They made it clear it was for me. What a couple of jack asses.
I skipped the last steps and made my way over to the group who had been making all the noise. As I got closer the group got louder. It wasn't a group it was two guys on motorcycles and I wasn't the only one to notice them. Campus police did as well. I huffed moving faster. I was finally in front of the pair and they erupted with noise. They were positively screaming as they hooted, hollered, clapped, and revved the hell out of their Harley engines. In front of me was my brother Jackson Nathaniel Teller. Beside him was our childhood friend Opie Winston.
"CONGRATULATIONS YOU FREAKING NERD." Jax shouted as he picked me up and swung me around. I laughed and hugged my brother tighter. I couldn't stop smiling. It had been so long since I had seen my family. I stayed at school most of my summer breaks so I could get ahead of my studies. I doubled up on classes as much as I could and here I am graduating year and a half ahead of schedule. Of course I called Mamma and Daddy as often as I could but I knew it hurt them that I didn't come home a lot.
Once I got to school, I decided it was time for a change. Thank god for my roommates, Tavi, Emily, and Erin. They helped me with so much. Showed me how to do my make up, how to dress and how to shop. Truly, they were a god send. Not that my mom hadn't tried to do those things as well, I never took interest in her advise at the time. You know how it goes.
So, yeah I guess I was a tad bit different from the last time we saw each other. I had grown taller at school losing my extra weight. Thank Christ my acne went away. I still wore my glasses from time to time. Before I could say anything back to Jax, Opie pulled me into a bone crushing hug and lifted me into the air. He smelled and felt like home. "Hop on so we don't have to deal with these rent-a-cops." Opie said giving a fleeting look to the campus cops, who were making their way over to us.
We got to my apartment and I hopped off the bike as soon as I could. The place was a COMPLETE disaster after the last couple parties. No one was willing to clean it up and it sure as hell wasn't going to be me. However, I wasn't about to have my brother and Opie see it the way it was. So, I hurried my ass up the stairs. attempting to do so nonchalantly, hoping I could get to my door before they did. Unfortunately, these guys weren't dumb and caught on pretty quick. They reached the landing as I got to my door and were by my side before I finished unlocking my door.
"Why don't you guys wait out here? There isn't much to see and it will not take long to get my stuff." I said trying really hard to open the door and shut them out. But it was me against two fully grown men. "Are you serious? You want us to wait out here?" Jax asked raising his eyebrow glancing over at Opie, who shook his head. Making it abundantly clear they were not going to wait outside. I didn't get the chance to answer. Both men walked through the door and pushed past me. There was no struggle on their part. Fucking Christ here we go.
"What in the...fuck? Lillie, you live here?" Jax asked. Shocked wasn't even the right word for the expression that graced my brothers face. He stood in the middle of living room just looking around at the destruction. I shared my apartment with three other people. We each had our own room with a bathroom and shared the kitchen, dining room and living room. It looked like a kegger had taken place. Which it did. There was an overturned keg in the middle of the living room. Solo cups, beer cans and bottles were littered throughout the apartment. The drapes hung haphazardly off the wall, our couch was upside down along with the dining room chairs.
It honestly, looked as though the place had been broken into. It looked like shit. The place smelled of stale cigarettes, beer, and weed. Like I said, no one was willing to clean it up and I wasn't sticking around to have it pinned on me. "I tried to warn you." I quipped side stepping him and making my way gingerly to my room. As I was unlocking my door I caught Opie out of the corner of my eye bending down to pick up some of the trash at his feet. "Don't you fucking dare, Winston."
I snarled and whipped around pointing at him. He stopped still bent over and looked up at me confused. "You pick one thing up you pick it all up and clean the ENTIRE place. Does that sound like something you want to do? Is that how you planned on spending the rest of your day? Cleaning someone else's apartment? I asked half turned towards in and the door to my room. " What kind of fucked up logic is that?" He asked disgustedly.
I rolled my eyes. Seriously, he didn't need to know the ins and outs of how our shit worked here. He just needed to know what not to do like not touching a fucking thing. See, this is how it worked: you have friends over they leave a mess YOU clean it up, you have a party YOU clean it up. You're friends start shit you deal with it. It was an understanding that you were responsible for your own shit. You weren't home anymore, this wasn't your mommy's or daddy's place you cleaned up after you. "It's our logic. you don't have to agree with it, just abide by it." Opie stared dumbfounded and Jax raised his eyebrows with his hands in his pockets. These twits, I swear. They were giving me shit. I tell you what they could be grungy as fuck when they wanted to be. Talk about a double standard. "Just give me a couple minutes. And please, don't touch anyfuckingthing." I said as I unlocked my door and went in.
"You going to tell her about the lockdown? Or any of the shit that's been going on?" Opie asked looking around to Jax who, was staring at the pictures on the wall. His sister was in all of them. Drunk in most of them but always with the same couple of people but she looked ridiculously happy in every single pictur
Jax turned to Opie with his hands in his pockets and arched an eyebrow at the man. "Are you?" He asked as he turned back to the wall and side eyed Opie who, was looking at the pictures on the opposite wall. "No. You're her brother. Its not my place." He said turning to look at the pictures in front of them. One was of Lillie doing a keg stand. He shook his head smiling a little. She had definitely changed she leaving Charming. No longer was she the chubby little book worm who blushed every time a guy looked at her god forbid talk to her.
"She's coming back for a while anyways. Why get her involved? Not like she really needs to know anything anyways. Sides, she'll have mom to distract her. No doubt roping her into working at TM and showing her off. Trying to marry her off so she won't leave again." Opie nodded. All Gemma had talked about was Lillie coming home. The woman had been on edge for the past couple weeks, annoying the shit out of everyone, him included.
"What about the party Gemma is throwing in her honor?" Jax turned around and stared at him as if he had just grew two heads or something. "Are you kidding me? HA! No way in hell. Mum would kill me if I ruined the party for Lillie. She's been planning that for weeks." Opie shrugged. What he had said was true, Gemma was on the war path. Sending prospects and sweetbutts scurrying around trying to avoid the wrath of the mighty matriarch. "There's going to be a couple other charters there plus Quinn and his nomads. Don't think she's going to notice all those people?" Jax just shrugged. "I really don't think it's going to be THAT big of a problem if we don't tell her." Without thinking about knocking Jax opened Lillie's door and walked in. There in front of him was his baby sister, naked.
No doubt he saw my tattoos and piercings. "HOLY FUCKING CHRIST! JACKSON SHUT THE FUCKING DOOR!" I screamed trying to cover myself with one hand and attempting to shut the door on Jackson with the other. He stood in the door frame shell shocked. He blinked and closed his eyes getting turned around and bumping into me. I growled shoving Jax out of my room. Opie was roaring with laughter in the background. That asshole. I finally got Jax out of my room, seething with rage. I looked up catching Opie eyes staring at my naked self. Glad he was fucking enjoying the fucking view. Advert your eyes asshole. Have some decency. I grabbed my pencil holder from my desk and chucked it at him with all of my strength. It hit him full on in his chest making him break eye contact with my body and look down at what hit him. I slammed my door shut and finished getting dressed.
Five minutes later there was a loud knock on my door. I opened the door to see Jackson who was looking up at the ceiling. "Yea?" I chuckled wiping a few tears from my face. "You ready yet?" He asked still staring at the ceiling. I was still chuckling and wiping tears from my face. My brother was a nice shade of brick red at this point. "It's not funny Lillie. I shouldn't have seen any of that..." He said glancing down at me then back up at the ceiling as he motioned to me. My god you'd it wasn't that big of a deal. Seen one naked woman seen them all right? "Calm down Jax. Yes I am ready. Just let me get my backpack. But hey, think of it like this, at least now, if I go missing and wind up dead and naked somewhere you'll. know what to look for." I said chuckling at my own humor. I thought I was a fucking right ten out of seven days. He and Opie stared at me a little dumbfounded. "Where the fuck did you come from?" Jax guffawed he had recovered first while Opie was still a little in shock.. "Same place as you pal, moms vagina." I quipped picking up my back and slinging it over my shoulder. "There's the Lillie we know and love." Opie said throwing an arm around me hugging me tight.
"Where do you want to go to eat? And are we heading out right after this or are you staying the night?" I asked as I filed out after Opie and Jax. The men looked at each other then at me. What am I a mind reader or something? "Know any good places to eat around here? And We figured we'd stay the night but your place is fucking disgusting so we're re thinking that." Jax said as we walked down the steps. "I know a couple good places. Correction Jax." I said lighting a cigarette and holing my finger up to stop him. "My place isn't disgusting. The common room is disgusting. My room is pristine and perfect. Just. Like. Me." I said grinning. Jax looked back at me and rolled his eyes. If he had done it any harder they probably would have got stuck facing the back of his head.
"We'll sleep in your room, then tell us where the closest place to eat is we'll go there and my god how can such a small thing have such a big head." Jax said getting on his bike. I zipped up my jacket and rubbed my arms to make myself warmer. It was a hard life in the pacific north for a cali girl. "That's fine with me. We can go to the Falcon its a a nice place up the road from here. I get a student discount and you guys looks like super seniors. I really like how you said I had a big head when and do correct me if I am wrong but didn't you for a while carry a mirror in your back pocket? Or was it your wallet?" I grinned at my older brother as I got on the back of his bike. Opie laughed heartily and nodded to what I had said. "I forgot about about that! It was in his back pocket along with a comb. Jax started his bike in hope this was my guess to drowned out our teasing. "A regular Danny Zuko. My brother a teen heart throb." I said pretending to swoon as I clasped my hands over my heart. Jax shook his head and looked back at me, silently asking if I was ready to go. I grinned and winked at Opie as I held onto my brother's shoulders.
CHARMING*
We arrived in Charming the next night and I was drained. It was a thirteen hour ride from Seattle to Charming. I hadn't been on a bike for that long since I had moved up there. I a really nice Jeep when I first moved but one night I got t boned by some dumb asshole. The crash totaled my sweet jeep and I haven't been in the market for another car since. Plus, everything I needed was walking distance so why waste money on insurance, gas or upkeep when I could buy cute ass shoes instead?
I sighed and stretched once more as Jax had turned off the bike. I was aching only really happy that it was a fuck ton and a half warmer here than up in Seattle. Jax and Opie grabbed my bags and we made our way into the club house. I opened the door and the explosion of noise hit me like a truck. I stumbled back into Jax. "CONGRATULATIONS!" "WELCOME HOME!" It felt like I was being greet by a thousand people the noise was so loud.
People were shouting and hugging me. I couldn't help the smile that had spread across my face. I looked behind me at Jax and Opie. "You knew about this." It wasn't a question but a statement. Both were close enough to hear me and nodded. My heart melted completely. I hugged both men as hard as I could.
"BABY, YOU'RE HOME! WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" Mamma exclaimed throwing her arms around me and picking me up. "Mamma, I have missed you so much!" She kissed my cheek and held me and I held her just as tight. I don't care what you say, there's nothing like a mother's hug. It makes everything feel like life's going to be okay as long as you're in your mother's arms. "Just her then huh? No love for your old man?" Looking up I saw Daddy right behind her and felt like mt face was going to split in two from my smile. "DADDY!" I screamed as I jumped into his arms holding him tight. Clay laughed at my overreaction. "You look good baby." He said looking down, holding me at arm's length. I smiled hugging him harder. "So do you old man. How are your hands, Daddy?" I asked as I looked down at his hands frowning a bit.
Mamma had told me the arthritis had gotten worse. It was a slow progression that would probably end in disaster. "I've had better days baby, but don't you worry about me or my hands. Tonight is about you." Daddy said as he put arm around my neck steering me towards the bar. "When isn't it about me, daddy?" I joked. He chuckled and shook his head. "You got me there, Peanut." I pulled my phone out and wanting a picture with the old man. He and mamma leaned over my shoulders and smiled as the shutter clicked. They pulled away from me as Chibbs clapped me on the back and hugged me tight. "Its nice to have you back peanut." He said kissing my temple.
I rolled my eyes at the pet name. Mamma and Daddy couldn't agree on a name for me. Mamma went into labor and they still hadn't agreed on a name for me. So, as they were rushing out the door, Jackson offered up the name Marcy Elizabeth; From the peanuts comic he had been reading. He added the Elizabeth part. Our parents loved the name gave it to me. When Jackson came to visit Mamma in the hospital, he started calling me peanut and it stuck. Chibbs handed me a beer and a shot glass pouring some tequila in the shot.
"Don't you think I'm just a tad bit too old for that name?" I asked throwing the shot back. "Bullshit. You will always be our peanut and you will always be a peanut. Look at you, peanut." Tig chimed in after he kissed the top of my head. I leaned into him. It was like he was trying to say the word as much as he could to annoy me. "You look damn good Peanut. Grew up real nice." Tig said looking me up and down. First of all say peanut one more time old man. I swear, this man was on crack. He had a point, I look like I'm twelve even though I'm five foot even and twenty years old. It makes my life ridiculously difficult. "Perv." I shot back joking around, that man had some very odd vices. "Don't deny it, baby girl." I chuckled shaking my head, sipping my beer.
I walked back to the dorms. Knowing there would be one available for me. My parents were cool like that. I went to the end of the hall and opened the door. My bag was on the bed along with some shopping bags. This was the room. I silently thanked the gods that I got this room. It was a big bigger than the rest and was probably the cleanest out of all the dorms. I perused through the bags on the bed. I knew they were from my mother. But, God help me; that women could spend money like it was going out of style.
I stepped out of the shower some time later and rubbed myself down with the towel on the rack beside me. Made quick work of my make up; throwing on mascara, eyeliner, and red lipstick. I sprayed mousse into my palm working it through my thick curly hair. Hoping it would help define my curls and not make my hair look weird. I got dressed; wiggling into white torn up jean shorts, pulled on a black crop top and threw on a red and black flannel shirt. I stepped into white low top chucks and made my way down the hall to the bar feeling refreshed and ready to party.
"Aren't you a little young to be here, sweetheart?" I turned to see a used up, beat ass crow eater coming out of the shadows like she just crawled out from a pit of hell. She looked strung the hell out. "Aren't you too old to be sucking dick like you're life depended on it, sweetheart?" I spat back grimacing as She got closer, seething with rage like no one talks to her like that. She's a croweater get real. She really did look rough like one of those old hoes that'd blow you for a cheeseburger. "They don't like 12 year old pussy, bitch." I laughed she was really out to lunch. And she smelled like rancid fish Seriously, what was wrong with these men? Was a hole just really a hole? Didn't they have standards?
"I know for a fact the boys don't like loose beat up pussy." She glowered at me coiling her knotted out hands into fists. I was already bored by her trying to put me in my place. It wasn't worth my time or energy. I grinned at my godfather as he came around the corner and put his arm around me. "Oh good, someone is here to take out the trash." I quipped smirking at the dirty old hoe bag who snarled looking from me to Tig. "You okay peanut?" Tig said looking over at the croweater. It was honestly so sweet to me that he came over to make sure that I was okay, I missed it and I missed my godfather. I leaned into his side and wrapped an arm around his waist.
"Fuck you whore." She spat at me. I was kind of hoping she would swing at me. I was in that kind of mood. And by god she did, either ignoring Tig or just plain forgetting that Tig was there, the dirty old croweater swung at me. Let me tell you that's all I needed. I launched myself at the used up hoe bag pummeling my fists into her face. She clawed at my face scratching the shit out of my cheeks.
Now, here's a fun fact, if you touch my face in any it makes me go insane. So this bitch clawing at me like she was, sent me into this fourth dimension of rage. With one hand I grabbed her throat, slamming her head into the concrete floor. The other hand was responsible for beating the fucking shit out of her face. Tig finally intervened and was pulling me off of her when, she started to stand saying some shit. Now, I don't know what it was she was saying but I knew she was talking shit. I threw my foot back as far as I could and kicked her as hard as I could in the jaw. It connected wonderfully and she fell backwards smacking her head off the floor.
I wiggled free from Tig and made my way outside having a strong urge to smoke. I crawled up on the picnic table and lit my cigarette. I sighed taking a long drag from it and looked up at the sky. My cheeks stung and my hands were starting to swell. I was fucking tired and hungry. We stopped once halway here to fill up and grab some food but that was forever ago now. "Not even back two hours and starting shit, Morrow." I rolled my eyes taking a another drag from the cigarette. "What are you doing here Hap? Thought you were off discovering Narnia or some shit." I looked over at Happy who was standing off to the side. Kind in the shadows. That was weird but whatever. That was Happy. Fucking weird and quiet. He was assigned to protect/tail me while I was away in Seattle for school. But he had been gone Nomad and was gone for about two months for club business. We were pretty close in age. Happy was only five years older than me and was a new patched member when we first met. We grew pretty close over the years.
But right now I didn't like him nor did I want to be around him. "Something like that." He said sitting beside me his shoulder brushed mine as he lit his cigarette. My eyes narrowed and I side eyed him. "You mad, Morrow?" He looked over at me and smirked yeah I was fucking mad. He always found a way of ruining my dates. Sticking his big nose in my business where it most certainly did not belong. "No. I just don't like you right now." He grinned thinking that what I said was so funny. god damn it if it wasn't contagious. I looked away so he wouldn't see me smiling. He nudged my arm with his. "Go away asshole." I muttered making sure he couldn't see my smile. We sat in silence for a while just smoking our smokes getting lost in our own thoughts.
"You're too quiet, Morrow." I let out a derisive laugh taking another drag from the cigarette. "Any other time you tell me I talk too much." I scooted away from him, blowing out smoke and stubbing out my cigarette. He didn't like that I moved away from him, but I really didn't want to be near him. He was an asshole before he went away on a two month run. I'm talking about like a supreme dick. I'm mad because I don't like being treated like a child who needed constant supervision. He'd been showing up everywhere I was then disappear the show up again. I heard from my one of my roommates that he fooled around with my friend Tavi and when I say fooled around I mean he fucked her. I can't get right with that because he was supposed to be on a run when it happened and they were hiding it from me. Why sneak around?
I get that he's supposed to be protecting me but I he was practically suffocating me. I need my space too. Plus he kept scaring my dates away. I know for a fact that he fucked with the last guy I had been seeing. We were great had been dating for almost two months then he comes up with this bullshit reason why he can't see me anymore and completely disappears on me. I finally tracked him down, when I confronted him he looked like he was going to die. Wouldn't even talk to me. So, yeah I was a bit pissed at the moment.
I got up and started walking towards the clubhouse knowing it would piss him off that I wasn't talking to him. Juice came out of the club house just as I was reaching the doors. "Hey." He gave me a mega watt smile. "Hey yourself." I smiled back as he opened the door for me. "Wanna shoot some pool? I heard you were a pretty good shot." I beamed "Wanna know a secret?" I asked him as I leaned in Juice nodded smiling wider. I leaned in closer to him and cupped my hands around his ear. "I am actually the fucking best there is." I stood back as he laughed and nodded. "Good, I'm tired of losing." I batted my eyelashes at him and felt Happy directly behind me basically breathing down my neck. I swear I was going to murder him. "Let's go play some billiards." I said to Juice looping my arm through his. He stared at me like he didn't know what I was talking about. I stared back at him. "Pool, let's go shoot some POOL, Juice." He smiled at me wheeling me towards the pool tables. "Billiards is the formal name for pool for future reference, there buddy boy." I said and leaned into him as we walked to the back of the clubhouse.
I leaned against the wall watching Juice make his shot he was alright but got too distracted but the girls that walked by him. If he actually concentrated he would be amazing. We were playing against Tig and Happy. Juice and I were winning, let me tell you it felt amazing. I smirked at Tig as I made the final shot. "How does that feel, Tig?" I asked Tig, laughing at him. My godfather stared at the table like he didn't know how it happened. Juice wrapped his arm around my shoulders, I popped my hip out bumping him. We were laughing enjoying the win. "This is bullshit, Hap. You're supposed to be good." Tig said walking away to find comfort elsewhere. "Should've asked me to be on your team. We wudda won, god gather." I quipped as I wrapped an arm around Juice's waist. Tig turned around giving us all the finger before he waved us off before snagging a blonde croweater and dragging her to the dorms.
Juice and I joined Opie and Jax at the bar enjoying my win. "They let you win." Jax said turning to me.This dick. "Don't be hateful, Teller." I said affronted the suggestion. "We won because we're awesome." I said slapping my hand on the ordered a shot and a beer looking around at the room. Chibbs, Bobby, and Tig had half naked sweetbutts in their laps as did most of the other men in the room. Juice left finding someone better to occupy his time and Happy replaced him wrapping and arm around my shoulders. "You didn't let us win right?" I asked quietly looking up to him. Happy laughed a full laugh and shook his head. "So you're just that bad then, huh?" I his arm fell away from me and he stared down at me surprised. "Another game, you and me." He said walking back to the pool tables. I laughed and hopped off the stool following closely behind him.
I smiled up at Happy as I sunk one ball and went for another I looked back to the table in front of me searching for my next move. I looked up to see Happy watching me and grinned making yet another shot. "Worried I'm going to wipe the floor with you Lowman?" I asked leaning over the table, cue in place ready to make my shot. "Not on your life Morrow." He said. I chuckled shaking my head and made a combo shot sinking both balls. I was fucking giddy at this point. "I feel like I'm being hustled." He muttered as I moved around the table in front of him. Just to be an ass I looked back and winked at him as I made the final shot sinking the ball and winning the game.