Okay I'm really going out on a limb here, I'm scared shitless of how you all will like this chapter. I know that I have kept you from Happy and I'm sorry, my chapters aren't that long and I didn't want him jumping in the first few chapters and bam! They are in love. I want my story to be somewhat long. Please tell me if you hate it, or if it went too fast. Thank u! I seriously hope u enjoy…And don't kill me.
Andy lowered her sunglasses over her blazing eyes. Not only did she want to murder Jack slowly but also the woman who was hosting this piece of shit fundraiser. As Andy neared the park she saw the lines of bikes that were parked near the sidewalk.
The park came into view, and Andy could see Gemma standing with her back to her, commanding a group of men putting up an overhang. Andy stood on the sidewalk looking around at the tables, and men wearing black leather vests reading 'Sons of Anarchy.'
Jack explained them to her, like he did so many other things that she missed out on. They were the local motorcycle gang in town, harboring Charming's 'innocence.' This damn town didn't have any.
Andy walked down the grassy hill toward Gemma, a man in front of her motioned his chin behind Gemma; she twirled around to come face to face with Andy. The bitch had a smug look on her face as she assessed Andy.
"Heh, hopefully you don't scare off the children" she shrugged, looking down at her dark clothing. Andy wore a shirt that showed half of her toned stomach and tattoos, and dark skinny jeans that went into her black army boots. Now that her tattoos were newly traced she didn't mind showing her dark sleeves.
Gemma's eyes ranked over the tattoo's stopping at the prison symbols on Andy's knuckles. Andy clenched her fists together, hiding the dark marks on her hands. She stared down at Gemma and waiting for her to speak.
"Juice!" The woman screeched over her shoulder, a guy bobbed his head up looking at the woman eyes wide, he looked innocent, only he had lightning bolts tattooed into his head, so he was an idiot, Andy thought. "Show Miss Palon the painting booth."
He nodded his head and started walking; only looking over his shoulder to make sure the woman followed him. He stopped in the middle of the park, one booth sat in the middle of the giant circle of booths. She was on god damn display. She ground her teeth together staring at it.
"Fuck this" Andy growled lowly looking at the art supply sitting on the table, two chairs sat next to it, flyers for Jack's Tatts were lying on the table. The bitch came prepared. Andy grumbled to herself.
Juice took a look at the woman's face quickly looking away when he saw a freaky glare.
He soon escaped her glare, walking towards the men who were near a brick building trying to get away from Gemma's rath and Andy's glare. He decided to take a smoke break and headed towards the Sons. Most were near the wall staring at the angry-looking woman who was leaning on the painting booth patting her pockets looking for something.
"She turned out pretty damn nice" Jax nodded towards Andy.
"Prison did her good" Bobby laughed his eyes scanning over the scary woman. Her scary appearance over ruled by her body.
"Who the hell put her with kids?" Tig asked taking a drag of his cigarette, his sunglasses blocking his eyes, but the confused look could be seen on the rest of his face.
"Ma" Jax answered, Tig nodded.
"Well if she likes that kind of things, I'll let her play with something later" Tig commented smirking.
"You'll be lucky if she doesn't cut it off" Juice announced, standing next to the guys.
Some of the extra Sons around the club house had been threatened into coming to the fundraiser, most of them only agreed because of Kyle Hobart made an appearance in Charming, meaning shit might go down.
Opie was surprisingly clam about him being back, he didn't vote against him coming to see his kid play in the band but Jax knew he wanted revenge.
Andy's head snapped in the direction of the bikers against the wall and started walking towards them, her sunglasses in place and her lips in a cold hard-line.
"Hey Andy" Jax commented looking over her. Andy nodded at him, before looking over the bikers.
Andy eye's ranked over all the men with large muscles and loose jeans. She lightly licked her bottom lip before coming back to Jax.
"Gotta smoke?" She asked, her raspy voice catching the attention of some of the men. Jax nodded passing her one from his pack, he leant forward lighting It for her. She took in a drag and let the smoke come out her nose.
"Hey Andy" Opie called as he walked over Donna following and the kids in tow. Andy turned her head to the voice and nodded at the tall man. Donna shrunk away from the woman nervously clutching onto Ellie.
"Hey are those real?!" A small voice called out, Andy froze before looking down. A short kid stood next to her staring at her stomach poking her side tattoos that peaked out. Andy's lip twitched looking at it. Opie reached forward grabbing his son and pulling him away by his collar from the angry woman.
"Sorry, he does-"
"Yeah kid" she growled at the thing. "There real" She stared at the kid waiting for it to do something else, but at the sound of her voice he leaned into his father's leg. Opie let out a sigh as he looked at the woman. "So, how was prison?"
He didn't mean it the way it came out, and he flinched at the way it sounded. The fact that he had recently gotten out after five years, while the man who put him away being so close to his home put him on edge. Andy grabbed her smoke from her mouth and chucked it at the ground.
"Fun" she answered staring at him with a sober expression breathing out smoke. Opie swallowed back his voice, she was serious.
Some of the extra sons leaned forward staring at the woman in front of them. The Tacoma sons watched her with slight interest, her raspy growl and hard look was something they were used to, just not on a woman. Kozik smiled slightly at the woman only earning a scowl back, he leant against the wall his head tilted slightly.
"Hello beautiful"
Andy turned her head at the pet name. She raised an eyebrow at the man, but Kozik was unaffected by her look. She didn't reply, just turned her head at him and kept it there, her eyes looking over him carefully.
She hadn't had a man since she was arrested. Although she had learned how to pleasure herself very well in prison, she still wanted what only guys could give. But a problem was with that, she had to deal with a man to get what she wanted, and that wasn't something she liked. His voice and looks were agitating and Andy quickly scratched out the idea.
She already knew he would push her too far and she would end up stabbing him with something, leaving her and the Sons of Anarchy in bad terms.
Kozik sighed before leaning back against the wall; he wasn't used to trying for woman. The crow eaters would do anything with just a look, and having a real woman from somewhere that wasnt the clubhouse was weird. Although he wouldn't count her as a real woman, she was too different for that. He wouldn't even consider sweet talking her. And that thought just stumped him; he didn't know what she wanted him to say to get what he wanted.
Without a word she turned and left towards her booth, just as families started to turn the corner of the park and enter the fundraiser.
Andy smirked in triumph at Gemma who stood in the middle of the park looking at the surrounding groups. She had been right; mothers had kept their children at bay and pulled them away from the booth.
Until one of her known customers entered the park with his family and made a beeline towards her booth. He shoved the kid forward in front of Andy while the man smiled at her pleasantly. She sat slouched in her chair looking at him behind her glasses.
"Tim wants to be a tiger Miss Palon" He commented handing her a five. She took the money and shoved it under a heavy object on the table. She sat up and looked at the brown-haired kid who was staring at her with wide blue eyes.
"You gonna sit down?" she growled rudely at the kid. He nodded his head quickly and plopped down in the chair. The kid's eyes flicked from her pocket knife and chain wallet that was thrown carelessly on the table.
The people of the fundraiser started to see Andy actually decent to a kid, and the other children started to badger their parents to no end. A line started behind the Tim kid and soon Andy was snatching money out of parent's hands and growling at kid's to sit.
It was like a never-ending cycle, there seemed to be no end of children. Andy knew half of the fuckers must have washed their faces just to get another. She was tired, agitated with Gemma, and annoyed that she agreed to this. She rubbed her face putting her elbows on her knees and staring down at the grass waiting for more monsters to ask for their face painted.
Andy could feel the eyes on her but refused to think about them. The sons were slowly starting to annoy her with their looks.
Happy couldn't stop looking at the pissed off woman growling at the kids, like the other sons he stood and watched as she grumbled at the parents and started to paint the kids face with a scowl on her face. Most kids would sit down shaking, by the end of it they were frozen waiting to be allowed up.
Her attitude stayed with him, making him interested. She was so different from the other woman he was used to, her growling voice, her scowl, and the hundreds of tattoos that littered her arms and shoulders were done well. The ink flowed down her chest and into her shirt, before showing some on her sides.
A glint caught his attention at her stomach, bringing his attention back to her body. Her jeans were low on her hips, showing her hip bones that stuck out next to her toned stomach. Happy stared at her; her chest was more than satisfying. Her half shirt was tight pressing them closer to her chest. Happy licked his lips; which were slightly twitching as he stared at the woman. She was tempting.
Not only did she look like she could handle him, she looked like she could give him something more than just great pussy.
She stood walking over to the smug Gemma throwing the stack of money on the table before leaning her head back, and crossing her arms. She wasn't interested in getting into it with Gemma tonight she needed a cigarette. She searched around for a son who would be willing to give her a smoke.
A group like before was still pressed up against the wall, she started over to them, her lip slightly turned up in a growl. The kids screaming around her were giving her a head ache, making her want to leave more.
"Any of you have a smoke?" she grumbled, standing in front of the dark dressed men, her eyes scanning over them.
The chapter's president Lee tossed her a smoke; she caught it quickly patting her back pockets for her old lighter. She cupped her mouth and lit it, slouching back when the smoke filled her lungs.
She nodded her head towards Lee, before turning and looking over the crowd. Hale stood across the park his arms crossed staring at Andy with unusually dark eyes.
Hale wasn't happy she was socializing with the sons, it just seemed to make Charming that much more dangerous, two types of convicts conversing.
Andy lifted her sunglasses and set them on her head, so Hale would see her glare; he caught eyes with her before turning and walking to Chief Unser.
She huffed angrily at the damn officer, she took a quick drag holding in the smoke for a bit. His constant appearance in her life was pushing her non-existent buttons.
"What's your name, Hun?" Lee asked, an emotionless mask set into place, Happy recognized it as what lee used when talked to him. He was trying to come off calm as to not piss her off.
"Andy Palon" she growled back, her voice slightly nicer than earlier.
"I'm Lee" he nodded at her. She nodded her head showing she understood before looking around her. She never seemed to relax, always looking around her. From what Happy learned she just got out of prison. He knew the feeling well, you always feel like something's going to happen, the sudden shove into civilization puts you and your nerves on edge.
"I'm Kozik" The blonde haired guy stepped forward, holding his hand out. He was the one that tried talking to her earlier. His eyes big and innocent looking. Andy looked down at his hand raising an eyebrow and challenging look in her eye. Happy stared at her showing green eyes, they seemed hard and not caring something that strangely turned him on.
He growled quietly to himself and looked away taking a drag off his own smoke. Lee sighed annoyed at Kozik's futile attempts.
"This is Tank, Donut and Hap" Lee introduced the men, Happy watched as her eyes looked over each ones faces before landing on his own. He looked at her through her glasses holding his head higher. Her eyes ranked down his body and a smirk appeared. Her light pink lips stretched to one side before she turned her attention back to lee.
She looked at the darker skinned man; he had a shaved head with tattoos covering his body. He wore a tight white shirt that stretched over his lean muscles and his black cut. A hard look covered his face and a slow smirk covered her face. I'm getting that. That was something she had craved desperately. Angrily she admitted to herself that she needed it. She didn't just want it anymore but because of that need, it needed to happen soon before it drove her further into insanity.
She pushed her thoughts aside, focusing on the man in front of her. His constant looks at her gave her the hint that the lust was mutual.
She looked at his face before walking towards him, his head snapped up to her. His glasses covering his face and Andy's smirk widened. Being around all these men she knew she needed something, and from the glances he was giving her, he was willing.
He was her 'type' which basically consisted of guys who looked hard, could fuck good, and didn't talk much.
He stood looking at her waiting for her to talk.
"Wanna get outta here?" she growled, her voice sounded different, it had an edge to it that made Happy's lip twitch. Her eyes showed her lust, and buried anger.
He turned and pushed her by her lower back with him as he walked at a fast pace to his bike. She kept up with his stride easily. He threw his leg over his bike and she followed suit quickly. He smirked, she was a fast learner.
Her body pressed up against him and he tensed, her breasts were pushed against his back and he licked his dried lips. Feeling them at looking at them were two very different things.
"Where to?" He rasped out, he felt her tense behind him before she relaxed more behind him. A soft sigh following, it was something that was strange coming from a woman like her. Looking over his shoulder slightly, he saw her mouth partly open and her eyes bright with lust.
"Down Main" she replied lowly. He started the engine, while she slowly wrapped her hands around his hip bones, feeling them slightly threw his shirt. Her nails dug into his skin pulling herself closer to him. He swallowed hard feeling her body completely pressed against him, before speeding down Main Street.
His eyes were nearly black as he thought of what was going to happen, she excited him more than the crow eaters. Like everyone else in the clubhouse he agreed that she was the unknown. You didn't know what she was going to do.
Yeah, please don't kill me.