FINALLY my deadline week is over! I have to redo two of my subjects but that was by choice more or less. But, good news; I have time to write once again! So I got you guys a extra long chapter to celebrate the first chapter of season two! Yeah we're finally here. This was one of my favorite seasons I have to say. There was just so much going on inside the club and inside the family! I'm really excited to show you guys how our favorite princess will play her part in this season. I know you guys want to start reading so I won't keep you guys any longer. There is a lot going to happen! That's for sure!
A lot had changed in the three weeks since Donna's funeral. First of all, Opie had gone on a run for a while to clear his head. Christina had brief contact with him but he was always short with his answers. Second, the boys had been busier than ever which resulted in Jackson keeping her out more than ever which pissed her off. Also, this meant that Juice wasn't around as much as she wanted. Sure he still drove by, they had dinner together every once in a while before taking it to the bedroom. But the thoughts that were inside her head, ever since they had that talk on her back porch the night before Donna's funeral, were still there. She was feeling like a Crow-Eater more and more which didn't sit well with her. She didn't want to end it but she was considering it a lot lately. Third, her mom was very busy with Abel which meant she wasn't at the office that much. This meant that Christina was mostly responsible for the garage which pissed her off as well. That all combined together resulted in an almost constant bad mood and headache and the only thing that could lift it was Juice but he was barely around anymore.
And last but not least, since Opie's department Mary, Piney and Christina took care of Ellie and Kenny. At first Piney had declined her offer to take some of the burden but after about a week the kids had been running him out. Since then, Christina took the kids to school for him three times a week and picked them up twice a week. Her mother hadn't seen a problem in it back then but the garage was really busy in this period. Luckily, Opie was getting back home today. Also, Bobby was finally getting released. Christina had missed having her hairy uncle around the club and garage.
'That Chevvy truck done yet?' she asked one of the mechanics while walking around the lot. 'The guy that owns it is getting really pissed about having to wait for his parts all the time'.
'Look, we're doing what we can Christina but we're two man short here. Bobby and Opie being gone is not helping'.
'You are not helping dumbass', she snapped at him while the sound of motorcycles got closer. 'Bobby was picked up by A.T.F. and Opie lost his fucking wife in a drive-by shooting. The least you can do to help them out is work a little harder. Next time this guy calls, I'll tell him who is responsible'. With that being said, Christina walked out of the garage and back towards the office. She stopped in the doorway seeing Clay, Tig, Chibs and of course Juice pull in. She whistled their way and luckily got their attention. The group of guys walked over to her, slowing down once they saw her angry expression. 'Where is the fire, Christina doll?' Tig asked casually once she was in hearing distance.
'Where is the fire? Are you guys kidding me?' she almost yelled in anger. 'I'm already two man short and those baboons are not working at all. I have customers on my ass about car's who aren't fixed on appointment or they are coming back with the same damn problem not two days later. You know what mom would do when she was here right?'
'Yeah', Clay groaned. 'That would be a bloodbath'.
'Exactly. And you guys are running out on me every chance you get. Where the hell were you? I had you all scheduled in for today! And where's Jax?'
'Jacky boy is with Opie, lass', Chibs answered. 'Calm down, love. He just wanted to see how his friend was doing'.
'Alright fine', she said in deep breath. 'I'll give him this same speech later. Now get your asses back to work', she said before turning into the office and slamming the door behind her.
All four man looked stunned by her outburst but did like they were told. 'Sometimes I forget how much she looks like her mother', Clay said before walking in the garage. Juice couldn't help but look over his shoulder, seeing through the blinds how Christina lay her head in her hands. He had noticed her bad mood lately. At first he thought it was an aftershock because of Donna's death but he'd come back from that not long after. When he came by her house once in a while, she seemed better. She wasn't in a bad mood, just in a constant thought. She worried him, Juice wasn't gonna lie about it but he wasn't going to admit it to his brother's either. Chibs, who he had been close with since the guy became his sponsor, had seen his worried eyes on the Teller girl more than once in the past few weeks. He had asked him but Juice hadn't answered him straight once.
About thirty minutes after her outburst, Christina heard another couple of bikes approaching. She stood up from the desk chair which made Nymeria, the dog growing quite big, look up. Looking through the blinds, Christina smiled when she saw Opie pull in the lot. Even though she was confused why he wasn't home she ran out the door as fast as she could in her heels.
'Opie!' she called which got his attention. Jumping up into his arms, he caught her just in time. She hugged him thigh before letting him put her down. Looking up at him for the first time in three weeks and felt the happiness be replaced immediately. The happy look that normally stroked his eyes naturally, wasn't there anymore. His expression was empty. He had grown thinner, his hair was longer and his skin was almost transparent. Opie looked more like a zombie than he looked like himself.
She decided to shake it off, maybe talk to Jackson about it when he'd return but she wouldn't talk to Opie about it. 'You going hairy on me, dude?' she asked while pulling the growing brown hair that peeked from under need his beany.
Opie just shrugged. 'Didn't feel like going to the barber, really', he said in a simple, void way which made her want to hug him again. But soon Christina realized his attention was no longer on her. Clay and the rest of the club came walking out and hugged him which made Christina pull back into the office once again. Jax had pulled in - in the meantime and looked at his sister's back with a worried expression. Jackson was worried and not only about Opie. He had seen his sister start to get angry about everything and nothing in the past couple of weeks. He really wanted to talk with her, sit down and lay it all out in front of her. Jackson needed his sister but he soon realized this wasn't the right time.
Christina was literally drowning in paperwork when her mother pulled in the TM lot. She passed the office and saw her daughter with her head in her hands, her eyes on the papers in front of her but knew she wasn't reading them. She was far away from somewhere.
'Hey', Gemma greeted when she stepped into the office which got Christina's attention away from whatever she was thinking about. 'You okay?' she asked next while setting Abel down on the office couch before sitting down in the chair next to Christina.
'Yeah', Christina huffed in an answer. 'It's just really busy and the guys aren't doing anything. I tried to get them back to work but I'm not you. They don't listen'.
'Is that what that expression is about?' Gemma asked while pointing a finger to Christina's face. 'Come on sweetheart. Don't lie to me. What's eating at you?'
'It's just- a lot mom. I don't even know where to begin. Opie looks horrible by the way. He's back but he isn't. I barely talk to my real brother who seems very busy with this life and his new life and…'
'And what?' Gemma asked.
Christina huffed before looking at her mom again. 'And Juice. We have been… God I don't even know. One moment we are playing house and the next I'm nothing more than a bootycall. I don't get it anymore and I hate it, too. I'm not some cheap fuck, someone that cooks him food before diving into bed with him. Not that I mind but it has been… different'.
'Different how, baby?'
'I have the feeling this is the moment where we need to decided wheatear we wants to continue this or not. This is the moment where we need to decide wheatear I want to be his girlfriend and future old lady or just stay the club princess'.
'Judging by that face you already made that decision', Gemma said with a grin.
Christina couldn't deny that statement. 'I did. But I don't know if he has done the same'.
Gemma nodded to her daughter before putting the blonde's face in between her palms. 'There is only one thing you can do, sweetheart. You lay it on the table for him. Give him a choice but make sure he knows it's now or never, no second chances. Take it from there. You don't have to get the crow yet but tell him you want it on you just like his last name'.
Christina rolled her eyes when hearing the last part of her mother's advice. 'Wouldn't you want that to happen', she said before returning to her papers.
'Yes I do actually', her mother answered before standing up and walking over to Abel. 'And before I'm dead and six feet under please'.
'No promises', Christina called over while her mother was already halfway on her way to the clubhouse.
After a very long day, Christina finally locked up the office. Looking over the lot, she saw members, Crow-Eaters, hang-arounds, sweetbutts and everything in between ready for Bobby's return. She had spotted Juice but decided not to make a move. It was his turn now. She wasn't going to look desperate because that really wasn't her style. Instead, she had just gone inside to grab a beer for herself, Nymeria right beside her. When she got back outside, she wasn't unoccupied very long. Soon, she saw how a lean, tall, bold, tattooed man walked over to her. Happy.
'Hello princess', he greeted her. 'Haven't seen you in a while'.
'Or I was here but you just didn't look well enough for me', she said before smiling and hugging him. Christina knew Happy well. He hadn't only done her first tattoo but also came by often, even when she was younger before she left.
'Good to see you Chris', he said when they let go, looking her up and down without hiding it. 'And you look well'.
'Well, thank you', she said with a smirk on her lips. 'You don't look bad yourself. How is Kozik doing?'
Happy chuckled. Every time he saw her, she asked about Kozik. The blonde man had been her favorite uncle together with Tig before he had to leave Charming. Christina didn't know why he left, just that he had to for the greater good. She had blamed Tig for a while but she couldn't be mad at him long. Still, she missed Kozik. He had been the uncle she could always talk to about boyfriends of her feelings or the big wishes she had. She had sent him a couple of postcards while she was away. She never got an answer because she was always on the move and she didn't matter. As long as he got them, she was happy. Now, every time Happy dropped by she would ask about Kozik. 'He's okay. When I told him you were back he flipped, wanted to drive right over but I stopped him. Wouldn't be good to just drop by here unannounced'.
'That's true', she said while eyeing Tig with an ice cold stare. She may not be mad at him but she hadn't forgotten it either.
'So', Happy said before putting an arm around her shoulders. 'Heard something go around about you and Juice. Is it true?'
'That depends', she answered. 'Who did you talk to?'
'Tig', Happy said which made Christina roll her eyes. 'Said the two of you have been kinda cozy lately. There was also something about him returning in the morning with a shit eating smile on his face'.
'Maybe he did eat shit', she said in an annoyed way.
Happy just laughed. 'Does that mean you're off the market?'
Christina knew he didn't mean it. Happy was not her type and Happy wasn't the type to get into it with the princess but that didn't mean they flirted ever since she could. 'Not yet', she answered in a flirtatious way. 'Maybe you get to ink me soon. Ask me again when that time comes around'.
'Will do', he said before winking at her and walking over to some of the other Nomad guys. Christina just watched the reaper on his back with a grin on her face.
Soon, she felt eyes on her though. Looking around, she spotted Juice looking at her with a scowl and soon he walked over. 'What was that about?' he asked while pointing his beer to Happy.
Christina shrugged her shoulders. 'He heard about me and you from Tig and asked if I was off the market yet'.
Juice furrowed his eyebrows at her. Her voice was dark and totally not her normal happy, loving one he was so used to. He didn't get her answer either. 'What did you answer?' he asked curiously, his free hand clenching in a tight fist.
The princess took a sip from her beer before looking up at him again. 'I told him I wasn't off the market just yet', she answered, grinning when she saw him breathe in deeply while his jaw got firm. 'Why? Should I have answered something else?' She did what her mother told her to do. She lay her cards on the table, she left it up to him.
Juice thought about her question. Yes, he wanted to answer. Yes she should have told Happy she was taken but he soon realized she wasn't. She was free for everyone to take which didn't sit well with him. Looking at her outfit, the white, slightly see-through blouse, the tight leather pants she wore which looked painted on her and the red and gold heels she wore which really gave her ass a lift. She looked like a queen, her eyes intense and blue like always but they wore a slight mischievous twinkle which scared him slightly. He wanted to scream it from the rooftops that she was his and his alone, for nobody else to take but couldn't. Before he got any answer out of him at all, all the faces turned around to look at the luxurious Mercedes that pulled in the lot. Juice looked up, pushing Christina slightly back before walking towards the other Sons.
As two men stepped out of the vehicle, Nymeria started to growl at them almost immediately. The dog put her head a little lower, her ears back and her tail up. Christina knew this wasn't a good look on the dog and soon she squatted down, trying to ease her dog but Nymeria wasn't that easy to calm down. Christina had to hold her dog by the collar to keep her from running over to them and probably tear their faces off. All Christina could do in the meantime was watch her beloved men handle the situation while still holding her dog and taking in the strangers appearances. One was in a suit, obviously higher-up judging by the way he held his chin high like he was more than anyone else. The other, balder looking guy got her to furrow her eyebrows. She saw his inked arms but didn't see what it was. Just only the way he looked and how stern his face was made him look a little bit like that Darby guy. Looking at the other guys that had come from the car made her realize they all looked like Darby, a little that is.
Soon, her mother joined her or more looked down at her while Christina still held on to her dog. 'What's going on?' she asked her daughter. 'What's with the mutt?'
'I don't know', Christina answered to both questions. 'These guys turned into the lot and she started freaking out, growling and shit. If I let go, she'll be over there tearing them apart'.
'What does that tell us?' Gemma asked, knowing from the past few months that her daughter trusted her dog's judgment more than anyone else's.
'It tells me that these guys, whoever they are, are bad news'.
Gemma nodded. 'Looks like your dog is a good judge of character then'.
'It's because they read body language', Christina answered while pulling Nymeria back once again. 'They see a bad move before we do'.
Gemma nodded her head while watching her guys with a sharp eye like she always did. Finally, the guys started to move out. Gemma saw her way and moved towards her husband but one of the guys, the one standing next to the suit man, moved in her way. 'Sorry, ma'am', Christina heard him say before walking away. Looking over the lot the man crossed eyes with her. He smiled at her and winked, making her perk up a daring eyebrow before he moved away and stepped back into the car. Once Tig and Happy made sure the car drove out, Christina let Nymeria go. The dog ran around the lot a while, obviously looking for the threat but walked back over to her owner soon enough when she came up empty. Christina gave her a scratch behind the ear, earning her a whine from Nymeria. 'You're just protecting me, aren't you sweetheart?'
Nymeria just barked before laying a paw on Christina's leg. All the blonde could do was kiss her dog's head. God she loved her. She and Nymeria had gotten closer over the past few weeks. Since Donna's passing, Christina had cried a lot, worried a lot and thought a lot. Nymeria was next to her every time just laying her head on her knees to make sure Christina knew she wasn't alone. The princess had seen that the dog got more protective as well. Every time someone gave her a dirty look or if someone approached she didn't feel comfortable with, Nymeria would make herself known.
Christina had seen Juice walk inside but didn't pay it any mind. She was done with this little game. She wasn't a quitter but she didn't like a game when she couldn't win. She had laid out her cards, now he just needed to make a move. Christina made a mental note not to wait too long for it. She wasn't the girl that would sit and just wait for a guy to pick her up like the Crow-Eaters. She would show them she wasn't a Crow-Eater.
After a while, Christina started to get bored. Instead of mingling with the Crow-Eaters and sweetbutts, she just stood back and enjoyed from a distance. She had seen Juice come out and had her eyes on him but she wasn't happy about what she was seeing. He was standing with some of his brothers, goofing around and drinking while a group of sweetbutts stood not far away from them. They were giggling and waving at the guys, a couple coming their way too to make themselves known. Juice was eying them for a while now, never making a move but it still ate at her. Christina had to take a big sip from her beer when one of them, a pink haired, scantily clad bimbo moved her hand up and down his arm, whispering in his ear while she was doing so. She gritted her teeth but wasn't going to make a fuss about it. She knew she had no right to.
Her attention got ripped away when a car rode into the lot, a black sleek looking car she recognized. She spotted Stahl in the passenger seat soon enough, stepping out when Bobby did. Juice had held the door open for Elvis before helping him into his cut. Christina was happy to see her uncle back and moved closer with caution. Once he had greeted his brother's and spotted her, the slowly graying man smiled at her before walking over. She let him hug her, enjoying the fatherly hug she received. 'I think of all the woman, I missed you the most princess', he said while letting her go.
Christina nodded before holding a new beer out to him. 'Welcome back, Bobby', she said with a halfhearted smile.
Bobby saw right through her mask and furrowed his eyebrows in concern. 'You okay Chrissie? What's wrong?'
Christina just shrugged, not answering but not lying either. She would never be able to lie to Bobby.
'Do you need to talk?' Bobby asked.
Christina smiled. Bobby being the hippie he was, he was always ready to talk and give advice to everyone who needed it. 'I'm good, Bobby', she said even though she really could use a good pep talk right now. 'You have fun tonight, okay. Don't hold back'.
'You know I never do babygirl', he said before kissing her cheek. 'Just know that when you need it, I'll always be ready to talk. Unless…'
'Unless busy', Christina said with a smile, remembering the rule from when she was younger. 'I got it'.
With a last nod, Bobby walked over to two busty Crow-Eaters who were already waiting for him. Having seen Bobby and Opie, Christina made a decision and looked down at her dog. 'Come on girl', she said then. 'Let's go home. Just the two of us'.
Nymeria seemed okay with that as they started to walk towards her car. It wasn't until Christina had put the dog in the passenger seat, she heard someone call her name. Looking over her shoulder, she saw Juice coming her way. She decided to be good for him this time and walked towards him as well until they met up in the middle. 'Where you going?' he asked with his million dollar smile like it was a joke which it sounded like.
'Home', Christina answered him with a short answer. She wasn't going to pull it this time. She had enough of waiting and having seen him with those sweetbutts made her see reality. Even if she had him, he was never gonna be hers. Those girls were always gonna be there and there were always gonna be new once. Even being the princess and being able to keep them in line, she wasn't sure if she had that right over a man like Juice. Her mother had tried to tell her but Christina was exhausted. 'I'm exhausted, Juice. I can't-'
'The party just started. Ope's back, Bobby's back'.
'I know and I have seen the both of them. Now I'm going home with my dog, shower and watch some TV before going to bed'.
Juice looked confused. She seemed more distant than she had been that morning. He did not know what was going on with her but it didn't sit well with him. She didn't look good either. Her skin was pale, there were black circles under need her eyes which was an obvious sigh of not sleeping and she looked less curvy than he was used to which meant she had lost wait. 'Look', he said before taking an extra step towards her. 'I can say goodbye and go with you. You just-'
'That's not necessary', she interrupted his flow of words. 'I'll be boring anyway. You stay here and… have fun'.
Juice really didn't understand her, she confused him. Even more so when she stood on her tip-toes to push her lips against his, holding his lips in a lingering kiss before letting go. She kissed his cheek before starting to walk back towards her car. 'Goodbye Juice', she only said before stepping behind the wheel and driving away soon after.
After his little confusing moment with Christina, Juice just walked inside and set on the bar. Crow-Eaters and sweetbutts pushed up on him but he just kept pushing them away as politely as he could. He didn't know what it was with Christina. When she had said goodbye to him, it felt a lot more permanent than it normally did. He used to say goodbye to her often enough but the tone in which she had said it to him tonight gave him a bad feeling. He hated it, it only made him look at his hands and forget the party that was going on around him. He wanted to go after her, he really did but something held him back. He just didn't know if it was his brother's that did that or that look in her eyes just before she had stepped behind the wheel.
'Where is Christina?' Juice heard Jackson ask once he stepped into the clubhouse and came to greet his brother.
After hugging Jackson in a brotherly way, he shrugged. 'She went home about an hour ago', he said.
Chibs stood next to Jackson, having heard the Teller's question and Juice's answer. 'Home?' he asked. 'Why would she?'
Juice just sighed. 'Look, I don't know she just said she was exhausted and that she went home', he answered.
'Did she say something else?' Jackson asked while accepting a beer from the prospect.
Juice thought about. 'She said she would go home and when I offered to go with her she told me to stay and "have fun"'.
Soon, Jackson and Chibs made out a pained noise before laughing, knowing exactly what that meant with Christina.
'What?' Juice asked while eyeing his brothers. 'What's so funny?'
'You just got Christina'd', Jackson answered.
Juice looked at his brothers with a questioning look.
'She probably has been on you for a while, Juicy', Chibs followed. 'Christina is not a girl to just fool around with. You have to be in for the full hundred percent. When Christina tells you to "have fun", she's giving you a choice. Either you go after her and tell her she is to you what she wants to be or you stay here, grab a sweetbutt, fuck her instead of the lovely Christabella and then you'll probably never see her again except for awkward encounters on the lot'.
Juice groaned and let his head fall on the bar. How could he be so stupid? How could he not have seen this coming? This was the moment he had been thinking about for weeks now. He knew it was coming he just didn't know when it would be.
'Yeah, this is it man', Jackson said while lighting a cigarette. 'All or nothing. Listen, I meant it when I said that if you would hurt my sister, you're gonna end up dead. Now, she's giving you a way out. You either take that chance or get on your bike and drive to her house right now. My sister doesn't do second chances, neither does my mom. Once you call it quits, there is no turning back from that'. With a last tap on the back from Jackson, the oldest Teller moved away from the bar and towards Piney.
Juice let out a deep breath before looking at Chibs. 'What am I gonna do, Chibs?' he asked his best brother. 'I'm either in or out'.
'Ai', the Scotsman said. 'It is what it is Juicy. She left it to you which is how Gemma thought her. You either want her or you don't. But let me give you some last minute advice, boy', he said before leaning a little closer to Juice. 'A girl like Christina doesn't wait around. A girl with qualities like hers, doesn't stay single for long either. Once word gets around that the princess is free for the take, consider her a goner. That girl is so perfect, such Old Lady material that people started whispering about her even before she was legal. If it wasn't for us, she would have already been at a man's sight. She got away pretty much as soon as she got legal which was her luck. That girl drove men mad, made them fight over her. Haven't you seen the eyes, boyo? Those guys fantasizing about her being their Old Lady? Would you be able to live with that? Knowing that you didn't go after her when you could? Seeing her on another man's arm?'
Juice wasn't able to answer. He just looked at his drink in front of him, thinking about the little moment he had seen between her and Happy. Happy wasn't the kind of guy to just give every woman his attention. Christina earning it meant something. He hadn't seen it before but now that Juice heard it, he thought back to all the faces turning once she walked into a room. She was the princess for more reasons than one.
Chibs didn't need Juice's words to get his answer. Looking at his expression, he saw it. The Scott smiled before squeezing Juice's shoulder. 'Think about it Juicy. She's good for you, good for the club and she really likes you, maybe even more. She's the kind of girl man fight over. Do the right thing'. Chibs kissed Juice's head in a brotherly way before standing up and walking back into the party, really hoping he wasn't gonna see Juice in the clubhouse the next morning with a Crow-Eater next to him on the pool table.
Her head felt heavy, really heavy while she was driving home. Luckily, she wasn't far away anymore. Only two more blocks and Christina would be home. She stopped at a red light, looking at the passenger seat and smiling when she saw her best friend sitting there and smiling up at her with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Christina laughed at Nymeria, the goofy girl always able to make her laugh again.
Christina snapped from whatever state she was in when a minivan stopped behind her, honking like crazy. Christina was on high alert like she was learned but got her guard down once she saw a woman jump out of the car, screaming for help while she ran over.
'Help! Help please help me!' the young woman screamed and begged while running over. Nymeria growled in her seat but Christina stepped out of the car anyway before looking at her dog. 'Stay', she told Nymeria before walking over to the hysteric woman. 'What is going on? Calm down, please'.
'My baby', the woman cried. 'My baby swallowed something. I think he's choking. I don't-' the woman breathed through cries.
'Okay', Christina told her before walking over to the door of the van. 'I'll try and help. It's gonna be okay'. Arriving at the door of the van, Christina almost pulled it from his hinges and tried to get to the car seat. Throwing the blanked off, she saw a doll inside instead of a real baby like she expected. Feeling that something wasn't right, she looked up just in time to see the woman holding a small blackjack. But before it smashed Christina's skull, she woman started screaming in pain and pulling her leg. Christina crawled out of the car and looked at the woman who was now lying on the asphalt, crying while Nymeria was biting her leg in a murderous way. Christina first moved to kick the weapon from the woman's hand before she could hurt either her or Nymeria before starting to walk back towards her car. Once she was in a safe distance, she whistled to Nymeria who let go of the woman's leg and came running for her immediately. Without waiting another minute, too scared and flipping out, Christina ran back to her car. Nymeria jumped back in through the door that Christina had left open while getting out of the car in a hurry. Christina got back in behind the wheel and sped of as fast as she could. Looking in her review mirror, she saw the woman trying to get up while starting to become smaller and smaller until she was completely out of sight. Christina had no idea why that woman wanted to knock her out or had a fake baby in her car but she didn't care. Christina was in total shock and relieved Nymeria had been there to save her even though she had told the dog to stay. For the first and only time, Christina was happy the dog didn't listen to her.
When Christina finally got home, she got under need a very hot shower. The shock started to wear of and just left her in utter confusion. Why would someone try to bash her head in with a blackjack? Why not cary a gun and just be done with it?
Nymeria hadn't left Christina's side since they got back into the car. The dog was even lying in front of the bathroom door while Christina took her shower. Now, they were just lying in bed. Christina had her eyes on the TV, no longer tired after what had happened. Nymeria lay with her small head on Christina's leg while her owner stroked her fur.
Christina had been completely zoned out but it was the sound of her door unlocking that got her attention. She wanted to move her body and grab the gun from the drawer in her nightstand but Nymeria's relaxed state stopped her. The dog was jumping of the bed in excitement and wagging her tail on her way there. Soon enough, Christina heard Juice's soft, raspy voice greet her before moving towards the bedroom. She sat up a little bit when he came in, Nymeria running around his legs.
'Hey', she greeted him with a small smile, more meant than any she had given him in the past few weeks. 'Didn't really expect you here'.
'I talked to Jax and Chibs', Juice said while walking towards the bed she was sitting on, putting himself on the edge at her side. 'I just…' he tried to bring it slow but he couldn't. He needed to know. 'Chris, what's going on?' he asked then with his eyes on her face. 'You've been off for a while, I've seen it. I thought it was because of Donna's… passing but I don't believe that anymore. Now I just don't know what it is'.
There was a silence between them for a while in which Christina just looked at her hands. It meant a lot to her that he was here now and not at the party fucking some sweetbutt. It meant to her that he was worth knowing. 'There's been something, something you said, that's been keeping my mind busy for some time now and… I'm starting to think about it more and more which sucks by the way-' she tried to explain.
'What is it?' he asked. Juice didn't know what he had said to fuck this up but he could have seen it coming. He fucked up more than once before. Fucking up something this big with a woman as great as Christina was right up his ally.
'Do you remember the night before Donna's funeral when you came to my house?'
Juice nodded but frowned, not knowing what he'd done wrong that night. They hadn't done that much actually.
'You told me that the night Donna got shot that I needed someone that night, which isn't a lie by the way. You also said that you needed someone as well. It has been… buzzing in my head even since. I mean, is that all I am? Just a girl to keep you warm at night, just a girl to settle your needs? I saw you looking at the sweetbutts tonight and… it kinda hurt. Because I was good with… whatever we were for a while but I'm not anymore. I think I'm falling for you, Juice, and that scares the shit out of me. Because I don't want to pin you down, I have no right to do that but I want to. I want to know that I'm the only one you're with at night, the one you come home to, the one you eat breakfast with and the one that cooks your dinners. I want to be the one to keep you warm at night and settles your needs but only if I'm the only one. I'm scared of it, I really am because I don't know if I'm ready for that or if you even want it. I just… I'm telling you this because I can't take it anymore. I can't take it seeing those half naked girls all over you, whispering to you things that I want to do to you, with you. I wanted to stake my claim tonight but I had no right to do so. That's why I left. I wanted to give you a free will, a choice. But now it's me or them. You know my rule. I told you before so don't think I won't understand if you left because I do'.
Juice had no idea what he was hearing. Only thirty minutes ago he was asking himself if it was her who had enough of him but she had practically given him a declaration of love. She wanted to be with him, she wanted to be the only one for him. Hearing how she didn't want to pin him down, make that choice for him, made his heart flutter with emotions. She was everything he'd ever wanted in a woman; she loved the Sons, was respected by the boys, adored him, gave him respect, didn't boss him around like Gemma sometimes did with Clay and liked him behind the club. That he was accepted by her family seemed almost ideal as well.
He picked up one of her hands and curled her fingers with his own while the other stroked her cheek, making her look up at him. 'The only reason I was looking at the sweetbutts tonight was because I realized they weren't what I wanted anymore', he said honestly. 'You're the only one I want, Chris, even since that night I brought take out from the diner. I had my eye on you since we all saw you sitting at that bar, drinking a beer at ten in the morning and having a cigarette between your elegant fingers. The Crow-Eaters don't keep me warm at night and they don't settle my needs. There's only one that's been able to do so'.
Christina was finally able to breathe again and sighed in content. 'Thank god', she said making Juice laugh while she hugged him around the neck, pulling him close. 'Stop laughing I was shitting my pants. I was so scared you were gonna walk out of here, fuck a Crow-Eater and just forget about me which would result in a lot of awkward moments around TM'.
'Now how could you think that? I need my warm, fuzzy blanket at night'.
'Not funny, Juice', she tried while giving him a serious stare but couldn't help the smile pulling at her lips.
'I'd miss your cooking way too much and your bed is way more comfortable than the pool table at the clubhouse'.
'Shut up and kiss me!' she called before pressing her lips to his and started to pull his clothes off his body. She needed him, she had needed him for a while now but she had to feel his loving hands all over her body now that she knew that she was the only one that was gonna feel them on her body. Nobody else had that right anymore. He was hers now. Finally she had the right to stake her claim and tell sweetbutts to get away from her man. Yes, she was defiantly gonna enjoy this. Kissing Juice, fucking Juice, touching Juice whenever she could get her hands on him. She only hoped they were able to hold themselves in front of the club. Because she may be his now too but touching the princess in front of her knights wasn't going to be unpunished. Ever.
I know you guys were flipping out for a second! I'm sorry but I thought it would be a good idea (you'll see next chapter, just trust me). But Christina wasn't raped thanks to her awsome kickass dog! And, Juice and Christina finally sealed the deal! Some of you guys have been asking me about it and I told you to be patient. At that point, I had already written this chapter and I really didn't want to change it. So, there you have it. Next chapter; Christina get's a call from Unser and some Christina/Gemma\Tara (I know you guys already know what I'm trying to tell).