(Brie's POV)

Our girls weekend was going great. I loved getting to spend time with Krystal and Skye. Krystal didn't get to drink anymore, but she smoked with us, and Skye and I both got cross faded and we remembered good times, talked about what we wanted from our lives, and discussed the fact that Skye was going to be moving soon, and then getting married next year. I couldn't believe how much things had changed. Krystal was married and popping out babies. Skye was getting married. I was happy in my relationship, but I still didn't know that marriage was what I wanted. I worried that one day Chibs was going to ask, and I would have to say no.

My worries woke me early that morning, before Krystal even came back, so I was sitting on the balcony, playing with my laptop, listening to music and scrolling through Tumblr, when Krystal came over. I had my headphones in, so I didn't even notice her until she sat next to me, placing a bakery box and a cup of coffee next to me. She lifted the lid on the box to reveal a dozen donuts as I pulled out one of my earbuds. "Take a donut, drink some coffee, and tell me what's been on your mind," she said, leveling me with a look that said she wasn't going to let me get away with saying, 'nothing.'

Pulling out the other earbud, I set the laptop aside and picked up a donut, taking a drink of my coffee and swallowing before taking a bite. I chewed thoughtfully, using the process to stall. She quirked an eyebrow at me as I took my time, and I finally broke the silence. "What if he wants to get married one day? I don't want that. I don't know if I'll ever want that. Or kids? I still don't want any kids either. He deserves to have someone who loves him and wants to give him that. I love him, but I don't know how to be an Old Lady to a MC president. He deserves someone different, someone who fits in better," I explained.

Even though she had picked up a donut of her own and started eating it, she set it back down again, focusing on me as I rambled. She took a moment to process and think about what to say before responding. "You don't know for sure that he'll want to get married and have kids one day. He's not exactly young. Maybe he just wants to be with you. He loves you, Brie. Stop sabotaging your future because you're unsure of what it holds. You did the same thing with Shawn," she paused for a minute, letting her words sink in.

Before I could even ask why she was bringing Shawn up, she continued. "You know you did the same thing. You weren't ready to commit, and it ended up screwing up your whole relationship. You're a huge commitment-phobe, we all know this. Right now, you're happy with Chibs, and he's happy with you. That's all that should matter. He knows you don't want to get married. He knows you don't want kids. You're happy being Auntie Brie. That's perfectly fine, you know. Why are you trying to get out of your relationship now for issues that aren't even issues yet? You don't have to abandon ship now because it might spring a leak later," she picked up her donut again and began to finish it.

For a while, I didn't even have anything to say. She finished her donut and I still hadn't spoken, so she finally just went on. "As for the being Old Lady to an MC president, no one's expecting anything of you that you don't want to do. Just because you're the Presidents Old Lady, doesn't mean you have to organize everything. We know how much I like to organize and plan stuff. Let me do it. Or Venus. She might end up the VP's Old Lady, and she can take care of everything. You don't have any obligation to do anything you don't want to do," she said, and I realized I had been more worried about that than I'd originally thought.

Honestly, though, she was right. I was probably trying to self-sabotage and ruin everything before life had a chance to do it for me. I sighed, and leaned against her and she wrapped an arm around my shoulders as we both picked up another donut. I tilted my head to look at her. "What about you? How are you doing with everything?" I asked her. We had talked last night, of course, but I just wanted to check again when we were sober. She shrugged, and was about to answer, but then her phone rang.

Pulling it out of her pocket, she stared at the screen. I saw the number, the area code indicated the call was from Oakdale, or near there. I wondered if she knew the number. I glanced at her face and realized then that she did. I could tell she was debating on whether or not to answer, but she finally swiped her finger across the screen to the left, answering the call. "What do you want?" she spoke, her voice hard, showing little emotion at all while making it clear that she was not going to prolong the conversation.

Moving away from me as a voice answered, she stood up, listening. She began to pace. "What the hell makes you think you can do that?" she paused, listening more as she paced. She stopped to run a hand through her hair, and then began to pace again. I just sat and watched. I could tell she was getting angrier by the minute. "Screw you. You do what you want, but you have absolutely no case. I am next of kin. He's staying with me," she paused as the person on the other end started speaking again. She only listened for another couple moments before she pulled the phone away from her ear, hit end and then threw it off the balcony.

Watching to make sure it didn't hit anybody, I saw the phone land in the parking lot of the garage as she shouted and then cursed under her breath. She stopped pacing to look at me, calm herself and try to gather her emotions so she could speak. "I shouldn't have done that," she glanced out toward where her phone had landed. I still didn't say anything, waiting. "That was Elizabeth. I shouldn't even have answered. She's threatening me. Doesn't think I can raise David. Said she'll call CPS and make a complaint," she started shaking, she was so upset, and she sank into a chair, holding her head in her hands.

Getting up, I walked over to her, rubbing her back. I saw Juice and Chibs pull into the parking lot. They hadn't had a chance yet to check on the construction work, and I guessed that they were doing it now. I saw Juice notice Krystal's phone in the lot and look up at the balcony, his eyes finding his wife, then meeting my gaze. I nodded, and jerked my head in her direction, letting him know to come up. He immediately headed over. I met my boyfriend's gaze and he gave me a curious look as he followed Juice, but I just shrugged, returning my attention to my best friend as I tried to calm her down. The stress could not be good for the twins.

A few minutes later, the sliding glass door slid open and Juice stepped out onto the balcony. I stood and let him take my place, returning inside while he comforted her. I noticed that Skye was awake now, and found her in the living room with my boyfriend. I walked over and gave him a hello kiss, then faced Skye, perching on the arm of the couch. "She got a call from Elizabeth. Threatening to take David from her. She is so pissed. She threw her phone. Right off the balcony," I said, and Skye's eyebrows rose, but she said nothing. She didn't have to. We were both thinking the same thing.

Some "family" Krystal had. I really hated them, as I knew Skye did. Just the same way Krystal and I hated Skye's family and Krystal and Skye hated mine. We hated each other's families in the ways we couldn't hate our own. We each hated the other's families for what they did to us, how they treated us, because even if we couldn't completely hate our own family, we could definitely hate anyone who mistreated our best friends, whether they were related or not. I shook my head and rolled my eyes, and the three of us waited for Juice and Krystal to come back into the room.

After a surprisingly short amount of time, the sliding glass door opened and Krystal led the way into the house, Juice following behind her. He said hi and bye to both Skye and I, gestured to Chibs and headed for the door. Chibs stood, giving me another kiss before he followed Juice outside, closing the front door behind him. I studied Krystal, who looked at us sheepishly. "Juan's going to get me a new phone. He'll bring it by later. For now, we're getting back to our girl's weekend," she tried to get away with not explaining anything else.

Neither Skye nor I were going to let her get away with that, though. We didn't move as she took the box of donuts into the kitchen. She came back and stopped when she saw we were in the same positions. She heaved a sigh and sank onto the couch. "Oh alright. It was just Elizabeth being a controlling bitch, as she usually is. Juan made me realize that even if she does call CPS, she has no case. If they come to investigate, they'll see that this is nothing more than some stupid family issue and they won't take any action. I can't stress over it. Most likely, nothing is going to happen, so I've got to focus on staying as stress-free as possible for the twins," she said, rubbing her growing stomach lovingly.

Even though she said she was going to try to stay as stress-free as possible, we all knew this was going to bother her. Of course it would. I couldn't understand why her family couldn't just leave her the hell alone, but I wasn't going to say anything now. I decided to just let the subject drop. I looked over at Skye, who nodded to let me know we were on the same page. We both sat on either side of her and I started to pack the bong. "She's a bitch. Juicey boy is right. There's absolutely nothing she can do. She's just trying to hurt you. Don't let her," she said to Krystal, I nodded my agreement, and that was the last we spoke of it.

Glancing sideways at Krystal, I nodded, and she knew that I was allowing her to bring up what she and I had talked about earlier, so she did. She explained to Skye what I had told her, and what her take on it was. Skye gave her own opinion, which was similar to Krystal's. We smoked, and then Krystal decided to put on some music, so we began to sing along. We waited inside with the air conditioner on until it wasn't so hot outside, then went night swimming over at Krystal's as the perfect end to our girl's weekend.

A/N: Here's the new chapter. Only a few more chapters left in this part. Please review! And thank you to everyone who does read and review! I appreciate it so much. Next chapter is titled: Family Agreement.

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