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Harlie woke up the next morning, groaning a bit as she sat up. The sun that was coming through the blinds was making her throbbing headache even worse. She looked around, blinking. She let out a sigh when she saw Happy still asleep beside her. "Shit.." She mumbled, sliding out of bed quietly. She grabbed her clothes off the floor, making her way into the small bathroom. She threw them down on the floor, staring at herself in the mirror. Her mascara had stained her face black, as if she'd been crying. She couldn't remember anything. Except Happy, but she thought that had just been a dream.
She ran cold water in her hands and splashed it in her face to wake up. The ground beneath was still spinning. "Goddamnit.." She whispered, sliding back into her jeans. She had to get out of here. If Kozik caught her in here… Suddenly, she remembered something. Kozik. What happened with him? She knew something did. That's when she felt that feeling in her chest as if someone had ripped her heart out. That's right… She caught him. After he promised her nothing would ever happen. Maybe he was drunk, she thought to herself. She got dressed quickly, pulling her phone from her pocket. She had two missed calls. One was from Kozik and the other was from a number she didn't recognize. A bad feeling grew in the pit of her stomach. She took a deep breath and hit the call button.
"Hello, lovey." She could hear the grin in Jimmy's voice. "Ya doin' alright?"
"What do you want with me?" Harlie asked quietly. "I'm not a Son. I'm not involved with any of their business, please… Leave me alone." She pleaded.
"Oh, doll.." Jimmy laughed. "Yer more of a Son than you are a daughter. It seems ya just keep jumpin' around. Who's Ol' Lady are ya now?"
"How do you know this? You're a sick bastard, you know that." Harlie peaked out in the bedroom, making sure Happy was still asleep. She could feel her heart beating faster.
"I've been called every name ya can imagine, dear. I just called ta have a little chat." He responded.
"Well, chat's over. You better watch your back. You're barking up the wrong tree, you Irish piece of shit." Harlie pressed the end button, taking a deep breath. What Jimmy was trying to do was now clear. He blamed the club for his being exiled. He was using her as a tool to bring them down. She slid on her flip flops before quietly sliding out of the bathroom.
"Who was that on the phone?" Happy mumbled,. He was still laying on his stomach, facing the opposite direction.
"No one, just Kozik." Harlie lied, shrugging.
"You can't lie to me, babe.." Happy rolled over, looking up at her. He sat up. "I heard you. Was that Jimmy?"
"Hap, please." Harlie frowned. "I don't feel good.. I just wanna go home." She sighed.
"You okay this morning, sweetheart?" He asked, a frown on his face. "You were pretty upset last night."
"Can you tell me what happened?" Harlie asked. "It's all kinda cloudy."
"As much as you had to drink, I don't doubt it." Hap chuckled, pulling his boxers on. "I found you on the bathroom floor crying. You caught Kozik with some croweater." He sighed, lighting a cigarette.
Harlie took a seat on the bed, feeling the tears slide down her cheeks. "What do I do?" She whispered. "I can't go back there.. Not knowing what I know now."
Happy didn't know what to say. He wasn't great in the relationship department, but he hated to see her hurting. "Whatever you want, doll. I can't help you there, but if you ever wanna talk, you can call me."
"Thanks, Hap.." She gave him a kiss on the cheek. She didn't know what to do now. Part of her missed Hap, but the other part of her knew it would never work. She still loved him. That would never change. She wanted to tell him, but after what happened when he was in the hospital, she decided it wasn't a good idea.
"Where you gonna go?" He asked. He didn't want to see her leave. He wanted to stay with him. He'd be leaving pretty soon and just wanted to take her with him. As a Nomad, he didn't have a permanent home. He just bounced around, but the bouncing around would feel more like home if he had her with him. She was supposed to be his girl.
"I dunno.." She whispered, leaning her head against his chest. "I really don't. I miss you, Hap…" The tears continued to pour down her cheeks.
"I know, Harlie." He sighed, holding her close. "We better go, babe. They're gonna be looking for you."
"Yeah…" Harlie slowly pulled away from him. "Here, take this.." She sunclasped her necklace, placing it in his hand. "Keep it.."
"I can't keep this.." He held the chain up. On the end of it was a small, miniature set of black brass knuckles.
"Please, Hap. For me." She frowned. She felt as if she was torn apart.
"Alright, babe. Whatever you say." He placed it around his neck, tucking it down in his shirt.
"Thank you.." She kissed him gently before leaving the room. She shut the door of the dorm behind her, wiping the tears from her eyes. She didn't feel like answering questions.
"You alright, kid?" Jax asked, walking out the bathroom. "Koz has been looking all over for you. Says you haven't been answering your phone."
"I just woke up.. I was tired," Harlie lied. "Jax, I uhh… Got another call from Jimmy this morning."
"When?" Jax asked, a look of concern crossing his face.
"About twenty minutes ago…" Harlie looked through her list of calls. "He's calling from a different number now."
"He knows we're here. C'mon, we need to tell Clay." Jax wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Can you?" Halie asked. "I really need to go home and get cleaned up. I'm sure Dad doesn't wanna see me hungover." She laughed.
"Good point. If he calls back, you call me instantly. Someone needs to escort you home. Your dad doesn't want you going anywhere alone." Jax looked down at her, pushing her hair out of her face. "None of us do. We don't want anything happening to you. Give me the number and we'll have Darren track it."
"I know." Harlie gave him a small smile. "I love you, Jax." He was like a big bother to her. Always there to protect her and she knew if she needed anything, she could call him. She handed him her phone and let him copy down the mysterious number. "I should be fine going home though."
"I love you too, kid." Jax laughed. "I'm pretty sure Koz is at the house, just be careful. Shoot me a text when you get there."
"You know I will." She smiled, pulling her keys out of her pocket. She made her way out to her car, but something kept her keeping a close eye behind her. She felt as if she was being watched and the feeling made her skin crawl.
There was an eerie silence when Harlie pulled into Kozik's driveway. The house didn't even look the same anymore. Why did she feel so betrayed? She Kozik was just a rebound. Something to keep her mind off Happy and the rape. That's all she seemed to be to him, but it still hurt. It was one of the worst feelings she'd ever experienced. She shook it off as she stepped out of her car. She frowned when she didn't Kozik's bike in the driveway though she was somewhat relieved. She hadn't returned his call and didn't plan to.
She pulled her phone out of her pocket, sending Jax a text to let him know she was home. She had a bad feeling as she stepped into the house. She tried to shake it, but it wasn't going away. She stepped into Kozik's bedroom and pulled the shotgun from the closet. She made sure to lock all the doors and kept her phone close.
As Harlie stepped into the shower, her phone began to ring. She just ignored it and let it vibrate on the counter, she figured it was Kozik. What was she going to do? She wasn't ready to leave Tacoma. She was almost done with school, and then she was supposed to go to the local community college here then go to the University of Seattle. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the front door open. "Koz?" She shouted, turning the water off.
When she didn't receive a reply, she stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She grabbed the gun leaning up against the counter. "Adam Kozik, you better answer me.."
"Sorry, not Kozik, lovey." When she saw Jimmy step in the bedroom, her heart dropped into her stomach. Jax was right. She should've had someone come with her.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Harlie narrowed her eyes, aiming the gun at his head.
"I jus' wanted ta talk. Is that too much to ask for?" Jimmy asked, a smirk crossing his face.
Harlie let out a shaky breath as he stepped closer to her. "Get the hell out of here before I blow your Irish head off…"
"We both know ya wouldn't do that.." Jimmy chuckled as four big guys, Russians, stepped into the room. "You know what to do."
Harlie turned and rushed into the bathroom and locked the door. She grabbed her phone off the counter, dialing her father's number as the largest man kicked the door in. "Get out of here!"She shouted, kicking at him. "Dad!" She screamed in the phone that was soon knocked from her hand.
"Harlie?! Are you okay?" She could hear her father shouting into the phone as she was being dragged away.
Tears poured down her face. "No, please!" A few seconds later, she felt something slam into the back of her head and she was out.
"Load her into the Tahoe. Let's get outta here or we're gonna be food for the crows." Jimmy picked Harlie's phone up off the bathroom floor.
"We gotta go." Clay instructed. "Something's happened to Harlie." He stood up quickly, rushin out of the chapel. He was soon followed by the rest of the guys,
SAMCRO and SAMTAC alike.
"What happened?" Kozik asked quickly.
"I think Jimmy's got her." Clay felt his heart racing. Nothing could happen to his baby girl. "I heard someone in the background. She was screaming.." He mounted his bike and pulled out of the clubhouse parking lot quickly.
When the guys pulled up at Kozik's house, Kozik and Happy were the first two inside. The front door was wide open. Kozik pulled the gun from the holster on his boot and slowly made his way through the house. "Harlie!" He shouted. He made his way into the bedroom and looked around. "She's gone, Clay.."
"Goddamnit!" He shouted, punching a hole in the wall of his bedroom.
"I told her to bring someone with her. She said she'd be fine." Jax sighed, running his hands down his face. "I thought Koz was at the house… Son of a bitch."
Clay picked her clothes and the gun up off the floor. "She knew she was being followed. The gun's loaded.." He let out a heavy sigh. "This is my fault." The phone is cut pocket began to vibrate. He answered it quickly when he saw Harlie's name flash on the screen. "Harlie?"
"Wrong." Jimmy chuckled. "How ya doin', Clay?" He finally got what he wanted. The Sons were going to pay for their betrayal. If he killed the Morrow girl, the club would do anything he asked them to. "We need ta have a little chat."