I felt my heart drop down to my stomach. I got up as quickly as I could and damned near tripped over the picnic table. My so called spidey senses were tingling. I had felt weird around Kyle before and even scared but this was another feeling entirely.I didn't belong to anyone. Especially not Kyle. Not only is he ugly but he's creepy as hell. I mean seriously, who wakes up an obviously drunk girl to claim possession of her? Yeah no body. He walked over to be and I felt my heart start to come out of my chest and not for a good reason . I needed to get away from Kyle quickly. I saw flashes of him hurting me and I kicked myself into survivor mode. I was not going to let piss ant Kyle Hobart win. I brushed myself off and stood up. I guess in my haste to get away from the psycho, I had fallen. My knee stung but I didn't want to think about any of that right now. Right now I just had to concentrate on getting closer to that door. My eyes focused again and I saw Kyle walking towards me. I stumbled backwards as quickly as I could.

"You walk around here like you're high and mighty. You're no better than me. I'm going to have you, not Opie and sure as hell not 'prince' Teller. We would be so good together. You'll see." He took a step closer to me and I made a split decision and booked it to the door. Now the sad part, I would have made it no problem if I wasn't wearing this now seemingly disastrous dress. I tripped over the bottom and fell flat on my face. The door swung open and Opie walked out of it. I lifted my head the best of my ability. I had the nasty taste of blood overflow my mouth. I rolled my eyes and made a vow to never drink most of a bottle of whiskey by myself unless both Jax and Opie were with me. I would at least have one of them with me at all times and piece of snot Kyle would be no where in sight. Regardless of all the shit he talks, I know he is scared to death of both of them. I also know that as sure as I'm laying here they wouldn't let him near me. Jax had a grudge against Kyle. Why I don't know but when I asked him about it he said he just didn't trust him like he does the other guys. Which I don't think is a good sign. I looked back up at Opie and h almost seemed frozen in place. His face held a look of horror but I quickly flashed him what was probably a bloody smile. I looked around and Kyle was no where in sight. I made a quick decision not to tell Ope about Kyle. I needed to handle it sober. The last thing I wanted was the club at war with each other because of me. I tried to stand up but I lost my balance. You know scratch that last statement about only drinking like this when they're around. I'm never drinking like this period! Opie ran to me and leaned down to my level. He scooped me up but I waved him off. I used his arm as leverage to stand up. I gave him a week smile.

"What the hell happened Luanne, and don't you even think about lying to me." He lifted his hands and cupped my face. I stayed silent, lost in the tenderness that he never showed me before. What was with his sudden change in attitude? Its like I don't even know this side of him. It actually made me feel bad about lying to him. Nah not really. I was lying to him for his own good. It wasn't good for him to be at odds with one of his brothers and it definitely wasn't good for the club.

"I fell asleep on the picnic table. I heard a noise and it startled me. I jumped up and fell over the picnic table." He shook his head. I could see a thousand things weighing on his mind. I wanted to touch him. Wow where did that come from? I bet his skin was hard and rugged just like he was. I gave in to my wants for once. If it blew up in my face I'd just blame it on being drunk. I reached out and gently touched his cheek. Despite my assumptions, his skin was baby smooth. It was like lotion against my fingers. He closed his eyes as I lightly stroked his cheek. My stomach started to flip. I suddenly felt like I was going to puke. This was the moment. It was perfect, minus my bleeding mouth but fuck it that'll add to the story later on in life. I decided I was going to tell him. No more beating around the bush it was time he knew.

"Opie I..." The clubhouse door opened and out walked Happy and Donna. She ran over to us and her hands flew to my face. She quickly pulled me into a hug. I stood there awkwardly until I realized she was hugging me because this was the first time she had seen me since I stormed out of the dress shop. That and the fact that my lip was slightly bleeding didn't help.

"I was so worried! I heard the dresshop call the cops and I didn't have your number. I called everyone I could think of to get ahold of you. I'm so sorry." She squeezed me tighter. I slipped out of her grasp.

"Yeah I'm fine now. Uhm I'm going to change my clothes and stuff I'll catch up with you later."

I slipper into the clubhouse followed by Happy. Yeah it seemed like I was avoiding Donna but I was really avoiding myself. I had gotten so caught up in the moment with Ope that I had just about spilled my guts about everything. I can't believe I did that. I mean seriously! I've hidden that I was in love with him for years and yet the first time he shows me affection I almost spill the beans. I turned towards Happy. He was standing awkwardly at the door. He was always so quiet, but sometimes it was nice. Like now, I have all of this time to mentally scold myself because he's silent.

"Hap, do you mind if I borrow your shower and some clothes? I don't know where Jax is or what he's doing or I would ask him." I saw a grimace come across Happy's face and I felt bad for asking. I shouldn't have asked. I don't know why I did. I mean I don't know him that well I should have assumed he would say no. I'm such an idiot.

"Don't have one." Huh? Don't have what?

"What is it you don't have?"

"A shower. I'm from a different charter ."

"Oh," I was embarrassed. I knew there were other charters but I never assumed Happy was from one. He was around all of the time. "That's okay then thanks."

I walked away in a bit of a hurry. I headed straight for Jax's room. I didnt bother to look for him because I knew wherever he was, he was with Tara and I don't want to be in that love triangle right now. I barged into his room only to find him pounding the hell out of Tara from behind. My face turned all kinds of shades of red. And I ran. I vaguely heard "oh shit" but I kept running. I wound up colliding with Happy, surprisingly I didnt feel bad. I looked over my shoulder as Jax's door opened.

"Can you give me a ride home please? I wouldn't ask but I have no one else." I was talking so fast all of my words ran together as one. I've seen a lot of shit in my years of being friends with the club but I had never seen Jax sleep with anyone. I wiped the tears out of my eyes with my hand as I followed Happy to his bike. I just wanted to go home. I wanted to takes a nice hot shower and pretend this day never happened. Maybe this would be better tomorrow I highly doubted it but I knew nothing would be okay until I was in my bed.

A/n: this story isn't getting reviews like it used too :( I don't know why its strange so I'm posting this up for those of you that do read it review and enjoy