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Chapter 12

Stockton

My god damn head hurt. The pressure was building in it and it throbbed making my eyes water. I just wanted to get out of this hell hole and be back to the way things were before my life got all fucked up. I just couldn't grasp why the person I did everything in my power to help was now dragging me back to a life I hated. I'm sure if I don't give in to his stupid visions and ways he's going to kill me. If not him, one of his stupid crony bitches for sure.

Currently we were at some small time trucker stop of the Charter road exit in Stockton awaiting Sopheia's arrival to pick us up. I really wasn't thrilled to say the least. At one point I considered her like a sister to me. She played me like a god damn violin though. Made me think she loved me and that we were going to be friends for life. How fucking stupid was I?

Hello, Alyssa! Robert's ex wife. That should have been my first fucking clue, but I was young and naïve. I love Rob and believe he loved me. Guess I didn't factor in his Mormon upbringing and the fact that he was always trying to bring a third party into our relationship.

Then one night when we had his son at our house for a visit he asked if Sopheia could stay the night because she didn't have a place to stay. Me being the kind and welcoming person I was I said that she could sleep on the couch for the night. Big mistake.

Rob ended up taking lil' Robby over to his parents house and left the two of us alone to our on devices. We decided to break the awkward ex-wife new girlfriend tension by getting a bottle of vodka. Mistake number two.

By the time Rob got home and put Robby to bed I was plastered and feeling very light headed. Almost like a high out of body experience. Next thing I know I'm in bed with both of them being flipped back and forth, sucked and fucked. I'm surprised I even remembered any of it with as fucked up as I was.

The next day they were talking about all of us living together as one big happy family. I was not to pleased about it, but I loved Rob and didn't want to lose him, so I went along with it. At first.

Then the whole Christina fiasco happened. He was going to Oklahoma to get her and bring her back as a babysitter for Sopheia's kids. I point blank told him not to fuck her. What's he go and do though? He fucks her the first night. The man couldn't keep his dick in his pants if his life depended on it.

Next thing I know he brings her home and springs the fact that they'd been sleeping together in me and that he wanted her as a 'wife' as well. I had, had enough of this enter thing by this point. The next day was my birthday and I decided it was time to get trashed.

I had my bottle of Captain Morgan Private Stock and my newly prescribed vicodin and somas. After about half a bottle of Captain and quite a few pills my mind went blank. I guess that's when I had really let loose though from what I hear. When I got up the next morning Rob looked like he had been beat to shit and Christina was glaring at me with an ice pack to her noggin. Sopheia had already left for work, so I didn't know how she looked.

Upon inspection in the bathroom mirror though I was found to be sporting a dark shadow above my right eye. Guess I didn't walk away clean from that one. That's when I packed my shit though and left. About six months after that I had decided to go to Washington to be rid of it all for good and here I am now. Back where I fucking started. Why do I have such horrible luck?

A horn blasting brought me out of my thoughts and back to my misfortunate reality which was really starting to feel like I'd died and gone to hell. I jerked my head up looking around which only succeeded in making it throb even worse. "Ow." I mumbled to myself as I sat in the back on the bed still tied up.

The door to the truck was pulled open roughly and Rob stepped back in. "Rise and shine. Ms. Queen herself has finally arrived." I honestly don't even know why Rob kept Sopheia around. They fought constantly and were always at each others throats. She must be some really good pussy.

"Great. I just can't wait to see her." I stated my voice dripping with sarcasm.

Rob grabbed my arm and drug me off the bed. He sat me on the passenger seat and grabbed a roll of duct tape. "I don't want you screaming and waking up the other truckers." He said as he ripped off a piece of tape and slapped it over my mouth. As he lifted me over his shoulder I didn't even put up a fight at this point. I knew it was pointless.

Once out of the truck lifted my head up and got a glimpse of the Queen Bee herself. "Hey there honey. You miss me?" She was grinning from ear to ear. I don't know what made her want me around so badly, but she did. She was the one that was actually running the show. If she said jump, you did it. No questions asked. I stopped jumping though and left. No my ass was being dragged back.

Tripp's POV

I found myself sitting in the back of a small Saturn three-door with this Kat chick and Juice waiting on some street in Stockton. Kat's leg was bouncing a mile a minute. She had told Juice her friend Alyssa was taken by some asshole and bitch in Washington and now here we were waiting for them to just magically appear in California. I didn't think they would show. They told me I didn't know how dumb Rob was. So I just sat back and waited.

And waited.

And waited.

"Juice. I don't think he's coming here." I said a little impatient from my backseat perch. Kat was eyeing me from her rear view mirror.

Juice turned and looked back at me. "Just be patiant babe. We gotta just rule out that she's not here. The fact that no one's home means that they could be out getting them. Trust me."

I just slumped back in my seat. "Chib's is gonna kill me. I was supposed to be home last night. I'm sure my mom's already calling him jumping down his throat."

"Aw. Come on babe. I'll make it up to you." He had a dirty smirk on his face.

"You don't care because you don't have Karen Callaghan and Filip Telford waiting for you to skin your ass."

"And I plan on keeping it that way." He grunted turning back to the front and looking out of the window again.

Kat looked between the two of us and raised her eyebrow. "Who're they? Your mom and dad or something? You two sneaking around or something?"

"Karen's my mom. Filip is my over protective brother. Juice and the guys call him Chibs." I answered.

Kat's eyes got wide. "OH. MY. GOD. Chibs as in freaking hot ass scotty from the bar the other night?" She tuned to Juice and smacked him in the arm. "Carlos! Your fucking his sister? You're so dead."

Juice sunk lower into his chair and put a hand over his face. "Thank you Kat for pointing out the obvious. That's all I need right now is more stress."

I looked up as I noticed a silver Nissan Xterra pull up to the house around the corner that we were supposed to be watching. I told think Kat and juice noticed it as they were bickering with each other. "Umm. Guys?" I said pointing in the direction of the car. Is that what we've been waiting for?"

Juice looked forward and cursed under his breath as people started getting out of the car. Front the drivers seat and tall woman who looked like she might be African American got out. She didn't look like that was all she was. Like maybe she had some Indian or something else in her.

Out of the front passenger seat emerged a blonde woman with extremely long wavy hair. She was shorter then the other woman and not quite as skinny. She wasn't fat, but she wasn't thin either.

A man with curly blonde hair got out of the back seat dragging a red headed girl with him. The girl looked like she had been knocked around a little bit and didn't put up much of a fight as she was drug into the house and the door shut behind them.

Juice quickly pulled out his cell and started dialing a number.

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Happy's POV

"You're positive? Does she look okay?" Juice had called to confirm that Rob and Christina had Alyssa in Stockton. I was currently sitting in the passenger seat of Jax's SUV and heading from the small Stockton airport to the address they had given us.

"Yeah. It was definitely her. She looks like she's a little worse for wear, but she was conscious and walking."

"Good. Just stay there. We're on our way. I don't want you guys going in half cocked and shit."

"Don't worry. Umm. Just out of curiosity. Who's with you?"

"Jax, Chibs, and Tig. Why?"

Juice groaned into the phone and answered, "No reason." He hung up the phone and I just looked at it.

I looked up over at Jax. "The little fucker got any beef with you guys right now?" He just looked back at me and shook his head. "Well he didn't seem to happy about you guys being with me."