Disclaimer: Kurt Sutter owns all recognizable SOA characters and story lines. I just play with them occasionally.

"What a mess, what a mystery we've made

Of love and other simple things,

Learning to forgive,

Even when it wasn't our mistake.

I question every human

Who won't look in my eyes,

Scars left on my heart formed patterns in my mind.

Oh glory

You will find me dancing all alone

To the sound of an enemy's song,

I'll be lost until you find me,

Fighting on my own,

In a war that's already been won,

I'll be lost until you come and find me here

Oh, glory.

-Paramore "Part II"

Madison couldn't imagine living in her parent's house again. She had been far too independent for too long. And despite her missing them so much, she knew that staying with them would also come with them being privy to all of her comings and goings—she needed more privacy than that. Madie was an adult and liked to partake in certain adult activities. The clubhouse was grungy and smelled of leather and pussy, but if she brought a guy back for the night, she was more likely to get away with it. Maybe she could grab a hang-around and get busy for a bit.

Madie was staying in her parent's dorm room. They almost never used it. They lived a mile down the road, so home was where they preferred to stay. After unpacking the small bag of clothes she had in the side bags of her bike, she took a shower and changed into a fresh pair of tight jeans with rips in the knees and other areas that barely covered her virtue. They made her ass look killer. The jeans flared around her brown boots. The put on a cream colored lace bra that peaked just over the top of her worn, brown leather vest. A bit of her taut stomach visible above the low-rising waist of her jeans. She wore her brown leather belt that matched her boots and had a bronze SOA buckle. She left her hair down; the very dark brown hair was sleek and straight, flowing down over her shoulders. She had recently gotten some pink peek-a-boo streaks put in and it made her look a little wild. After doing her make-up subtly, but to perfection, Madie made her way downstairs to the clubhouse for her Welcome Home party.

The party was already in full-swig. Chibs, Bobby, Tig, and Juice were already wrapped-up in croweaters and sucking face. Opie was sitting in a chair in the corner with Donna, his wife. They were cozy and enjoying just being together. Jax had located Tara when she walked in the door and immediately dragged her upstairs for some much needed action. Clay and Gemma were entertaining some of the out-of-town club members with poker and beer.

Madie was scanning the bar, looking for any guy that might get her going. She hadn't had a good round of rough sex in months, and she could desperately use the release. When her eyes found Happy lounging in a dark corner with a blonde croweater's head bobbing between his legs, she locked eyes with him. He smirked. She wanted to throw the closest heavy object she could find at his dick—two birds and one stone kind of shit.

When she looked away she noticed a hang-around in the far corner of the room about 5 feet from Happy. He was tall and built, but not overly muscular. His skin was lighter than Hap's, but he had obviously spent some time in the sun. His hair was relatively short, dark brown, and molded into a faux-hawk. He was hot. The black tee shirt he wore wasn't too tight, but fitted enough to show he had nice abs hidden beneath it. His jeans were fitted just enough to catch the outline of an impressive package. She had zeroed in on her toy for the night.

The mystery man had no doubt noticed her by the various people welcoming her home and giving her attention. It was her party after all. Madison didn't need to be overly flirty or exaggerated to get his attention. She simply winked and turned slowly to walk towards the bar, flipping her hair over her shoulder I the process. She was showing a nice amount of cleavage in her vest, but she didn't look slutty. Mystery man was definitely interested.

He made his way toward the bar and stood right next to her. "I take it you are the lovely Madeline."

"Maybe. Who's asking?" She looked at his from beneath her long, luscious eyelashes.

"My name's Aaron." He held out his hand. "I'm kind of new to town. I heard about the epic parties here and thought it would be a good way to meet some cool people."

"Nice to meet you Aaron. I'm Madie. And, yes this is my Welcome Home party." Her eyes flicked to his bottle of beer. "What's your poison?"

"Shitty beer. Gets a good buzz though." He was kind of shocked when she plucked the bottle from his hand and stared him down with a sexy smirk as she took a good drink of it.

Handing it back to him, "Hope you don't mind my lips being on your drink, I could use a little buzz tonight." She smirked.

His southern drawl came out when he was getting hot under the collar, "Darling, I'll give you anything you want."

Madie moved an inch from his face and whispered, "Baby, you have no idea what you just signed on for." And just like that he was roped. Madeline grabbed his hand and walked him upstairs to the dorm area.

Happy had lost all interest in the blonde that was trying to suck his ball sack up through his dick. He had his eyes drilling a hole in the back of that hang-around's head. When Madie stalked upstairs with him, Hap tried to get back into the blow job this croweater was giving him, but his mind was lost. Happy pushed her off and zipped-up.

Hap stood just outside of the dorm room door, trying to decide if he should barge in. His mind was made when he heard the familiar thump of a headboard against the wall and Madeline's moans growing.

Happy threw the door open in a tizzy, but Madie just kept riding the hang-around. Aaron's eyes grew wide and he was trying to get-up from beneath her. Mads stopped him, looking back at Happy, "Either join-in or get the fuck out!"

Happy looked wild—ready to kill at any moment. He reached for Madie and yanked her off Aaron by her arms. Aaron used that moment to grab his shit and run. Madie pushed Hap's hands off of her. "What the fuck Happy?" She didn't even try to hide her complete nakedness—she stared him down, hands on her hips.

"Don't act like a fucking croweater, Mads. You were fucking that guy under the club's fucking roof!" He pushed her against the now closed door.

"You were getting a fucking blow job in the middle of the damn bar! And I haven't had a goof, hard fuck in months." Pushing away from him, Madeline laid down on the bed. "I'm getting off whether you watch or leave. Don't slam the door on your way out." Mads closed her eyes and began fingering her pussy. She was already worked up and building to a climax quickly. Her eyes startled open when she felt a tongue swipe across her inner thigh.

Madie's hands shifted to Happy's head and he began licking her pussy. Before she could cum, he pulled away and hastily pulled his pants down before quickly impaling her with his dick. Madie's fingernails clawed at his back as he fucked her into the mattress. She could barely form words, only managing to get his name out when she came on his cock. Hap came right behind her in a mess of sweat and tangled limbs.

Hap had barely finished cumming when he stood and began pulling his pants back up. As he headed toward the door, Madie spoke. "You're two for two, Hap. This makes twice you've fucked me and walked away without even a second glance." He turned his head to look at her—not saying a word. "Fuck you, Happy." Her voice broke at the end and her eyes filled with tears. "This is why I shouldn't have come home. I was safer taking on Da…" She caught herself when his expression took on one of thought. She knew he was quickly piecing the puzzle together—she didn't want to give him any more information—especially since he was once again stomping on her heart.

As he closed the door behind him, Madie slumped onto the bed, breaking down into sobs. She was barely 18, a couple of months from graduating when she gave her virginity to a slightly buzzed Happy. She had had a crush for years—ever since she knew how she could like boys—and he had fucked her good. But as soon as he was done he had left in a panic. He had stepped over the line with a giant leap and needed to rein himself back in. But she was left heartbroken. Her first real experience with a man, and he had wanted nothing else to do with her. The weeks following and up until she left, Hap had flaunted the pussy he was fucking around the clubhouse in front of Madie. He wouldn't say two words to her.

Happy had shredded her heart and used her for the most precious thing she had kept—her innocence. That experience fucked with every relationship she'd had since. She was afraid to attach to any man. She would fuck them and leave them—never really forging a relationship. The one man she had let get a little close turned out to be a sadistic fuck with a penchant for torture and abuse—against her will at that. She was done with trying.

AN: Now we are starting to get to the drama! More is coming!