Hey guys!
It's been a while, I know. I've been really sick for the longest, and time just got away from me :( Then, I didn't have a computer for the longest. But, now I finally got one last night :D So I'm back! I promise to update as much as I can, but I can't promise anything.
Remember, I do not own Happy or any other the characters which makes you say, "Hey! I know them!" I simply own the Ortiz family EXCEPT Juice.. but you already knew that. Most of the story you will read comes simply from a land of my own imagination. A land of Rainbows, Butterflies, and Unicorns!
~Just A Fool~
It was finally that day.
Vanessa shifted her weight from one foot to the other as she tried to gather up the courage to raise her hand and knock on the door. She had managed to avoid his calls, but her inner daddy's girl made her break down and finally call him back.
She spent a large amount of time in front of a mirror practicing what she'd say to her father when she got the opportunity. How could she possibly explain her failed relationship with Antonio when she knew her dad was so fond of him. He trusted that man with his daughter's life, and he shit on that trust. How he would react, she wasn't sure.
Vanessa turned to Juice, who stood with his hands in his pockets. He might have said that he wasn't nervous and that he wasn't afraid of anything, but she knew that wasn't the case. He was going to be meeting his other parent, a man that had never been there for him. She knew that was scary all in itself. She couldn't possibly imagine having the feeling of not knowing whether or not he would be accepted into this family.
Juice turned to her and gave her a slight smile. When he realized she wasn't going to knock, he took it upon himself. "Someone had to do it, or we would have been here all night."
"There's nothing wrong with that."
The door swung open and Ernesto Ortiz stood in the door frame. He smiled wide, showing his white teeth. "My baby girl!" He picked her up and wrapped his arms around her tight, trapping her into a bear hug. "I've missed you!"
Vanessa let out a small laugh and look up at her father. "You've seen me a couple weeks ago!" She tapped his large arms, signalling for him to let her go.
Ernesto let her down, still smiling at her. "A couple weeks too long, Mija!" He turned to Juice. "Juan Carlos? Eh? I must say, you look just your mother. How is Katalina?" he asked.
Juice opened his mouth to say something, but closed it. He was speechless, which didn't happen very often. What would he say to the guy that had impregnated his mom all those years ago, and then split? Don't get him wrong, he really wanted to have a relationship with his father, but he just couldn't get past the feeling of not being wanted. "Last time I checked, she was fine."
Ernesto nodded, understanding the hesitation in his son. "Nessa. Go in and say hello to your Mom. She missed you." He nodded his head toward the door and gave her a stern look. When she was gone, he turned back to Juice. "Look, I know this might be too much for you right now, but I really do hope you could at least give this a try. You might hate me for what I did, but I promise I'm not that person."
~Just A Fool~
"So tell me, Juan Carlos." Ernesto said, setting his fork down unto his plate. "What do you do?"
"I'm a mechanic down at Teller-Morrow Automotives." Juice said proudly, his grin practically reaching his ears. He did have something to be proud of. Being in an outlaw motorcycle club left little to tell family that would make them actually proud. They wouldn't judge him, that's for sure. It was a straight earning job. The only thing legal in all his activities.
Ernesto beamed, his smile mirroring that of his son's. "I'm really proud to hear that, son! It makes me happy to see that you're doing something you love everyday and proud to talk about it!" He reached over and clapped his son on the back, "There's not that many men around like that anymore. Reminds me of Antonio, Vanessa."
"Shit." Vanessa muttered. "Yeah, about that dad. We have to talk."
"What's wrong?" He asked, his eyes flashing from happiness to worry. "Did you too have a fight? Break up?"
Vanessa never looked up, for fear that she would see so much disappointment in her father's eyes. Even then, she couldn't find the words to tell him about all the wrong Antonio had ever did to her. How would he take it?
Juice sought out her hand and grasped it under the table. "You have to tell him, Ness." He whispered softly.
She cleared her throat, looked at her brother and nodded. "Dad, we broke up, but there's more to the story. He wasn't what you thought he was. Well, in the beginning he was. He was sweet and romantic, which is exactly why I fell in love with him. But as soon as we moved in with each other, something snapped. He just wasn't the same ever again. Everything I ever did was never good enough. He treat me like a piece of garbage that was lucky to have him. Like I would never find anyone better. And I actually started to believe him."
"What are you trying to tell me, Mija?" Ernesto asked. "Did he..." His voice caught in his throat. "Did he hurt you?"
Vanessa nodded. "There wasn't anything I could do. I thought that if I ever left him, you would be so disappointed in me. I knew how much you liked him. I just.. i just didn't know what to do. He had me believe that I wasn't ever going to be good enough for anyone else. I still believe it."
The crashing of Ernesto's chair falling to the hardwood floor made everyone at the table jump. "Don't you ever think that! I could never be disappointed in you. That prick should have never treated you like that. I just can't believe..." A tear slid down his face. "He hurt my baby."
~Just A Fool~
Happy rolled the cigarette between his thumb and index finger, something he picked up as a nervous habit many years ago. He was a sign that he was thinking.
And the topic on his mind? That sexy brown haired bitch. She just walked into the clubhouse and completely taken over him. It wasn't that he loved her, god no. He wasn't a little prick. He didn't do that type of shit. He had no wish to be in a 'relationship.' But when he looked at her, he was intrigued. What was it about this bitch that made him do a double take? That made him think about her non stop. That made him constantly think about their somewhat of a kiss in the other day. Something was coming over him, and he sure as hell didn't like it.
He needed to talk to her, make it clear that nothing was going on between the two of them. She was strictly a guest in his somewhat of a home, and was also his brother's sister. One of his closest brothers at that. God, what would that look like? His brother's sister pushing up on him? She must have thought he was sending her signals or something. Maybe, but he'd have to find out.
He tossed his cigarette bud to the side as he watched as her SUV rolled into the lot. He watched as she and Juice stepped out, and made their way into the clubhouse. If there was a perfect time to talk to her, it was now.
He stood up and in quick strides, made his way to the clubhouse. He spotted Juice at the bar, but not Vanessa. He nodded to his brother as he made his way down the hall to her room. Without knocking, he made his way in and closed the door behind him.
Vanessa turned around quickly, and covered her chest. "What the hell? Ever heard of knocking?"
Happy rolled his eyes, "Yeah, I just don't do it." He eyed her up and down, his eyes stopping at her arms covering her purple bra. "Trust me, seen plenty of bras. Plenty of breast at that, ya ain't nothin' special, Darlin'."
She scoffed and tried to give her best glare. "Didn't ask, did I?" She dropped her arms and picked up a shirt. "What can I help you with, Smiley?"
"It's Happy." He said with a smirk. This bitch was really trying her hardest to act like a badass. "We have to talk about the other day. That kiss? That shit can't happen again, Girl."
"Kiss?" Vanessa asked, "It was hardly that."
Happy raised a brow. "Yeah? Whatever it may have been, don't do it again." He turned to make his way out of the room when she spoke. "Why? Is it because you prefer guys? I heard that when you go to prison, that happens often."
He whipped around and gave her a death glare. "I like pussy. Always have, always will. Prison ain't ever changed that, Girl." He raised a ringed finger and pointed it at her, "Ya' better watch yourself, bitch. One more sassy remark, and... just shut up." He said.
"'Just shut up'? That's the best you got? What are you do? Huh? Kill me with your bare hands?" She said with a sneer. "Or tell your boyfriend that the small little girl is bullying you?"
Happy crossed the room towards her in three large strides. Vanessa gasped as she felt his cold ringed fingers clasp around her throat. The shirt she was holding in her hand dropped to the floor. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry!" She breathed out and tightly shut her eyes. "You don't have to hurt me, Antonio. I didn't mean it! I promise I won't do it again." Happy watched as tears began to roll down her face. "Please don't hurt me..." she said softly.
"Girl..." He said softly. This girl was really messed up, and doing this was not making her feel any better. He needed to find this Antonio guy and rip him something new. He fucked this girl up.