Hey guys. Well first of all I want to say a big thanks to everyone who added me and my story to their alerts and a big thank you to all those lovely readers who reviewed. I'm glad your all enjoying this story, because I'm really enjoying writing it.
But I do have to confess one thing, you can either think of this as a good thing or bad thing. Anyway I know I said in my last chapter that this would be the last instalment but this chapter ended up going on for ages. Soooooooooo I've made the decision to split it into two parts.
I decided to do this because even as I was writing it I felt like it was going on for a long time and I didn't want to bog down this last (and probably most important) chapter. I hope you all understand and don't hate me.
But as conciliation I promise to try and get the 2nd part of this chapter up by Friday night or Saturday at the latest. (As I still need to make some tweaks to the last part)
Anyway enough blabbing I hope you all enjoy it and again apologies.
Silver Lining
'I won't get left behind
when the walls come tumbling in
I'll keep climbing,
I'll keep climbing'
Dance With The Devil Pt.1
Gemma was in the middle of making her famous home-made stew when she saw her husband walk into the clubhouse. She expected to see more Sons behind him but instead he was alone.
She continued to watch as he embraced Tig slapping him on the back and congratulating him on being out. He also partook in a celebratory shot with the few of his brothers that were in the clubhouse before excusing himself as he made his way down the hall to their apartment.
"Gina keep an eye on this." Gemma instructed as she wiped her hands on the towel, her eyes never leaving Clay until he slipped into their room.
"No probs." Gina called out to Gemma as she ate up the ground that lay between her and her husband.
Gemma stepped inside their room. Clay, who was in the middle of removing his cut, turned around to look at his wife when he heard the door open again.
As she reached him, his cut now removed she lent up and kissed him on the mouth.
"Hey baby." She greeted as her hand ran over his cheek. "Everything go okay?"
"Perfect Lock down should be all over by tomorrow."
"Well in that case I'll prepare for a party."
"Yeah." Clay stepped back and took a seat on the bed. He was about to remove his boot when Gemma stopped him.
Kneeling in front of him she took over and started to unlace his boots before removing them. Taking his feet she lifted them onto the bed as he shuffled backwards, getting to her feet Gemma looked down at Clay before joining him on the bed, his arm wrapping around her shoulder as he pulled her flush against him.
They lay like that for a moment or two enjoying the silence. Gemma traced her finger over his t-shirt arguing with herself if she should speak up. But she knew there wasn't really an argument, she had to say something so with a deep breath she broke the silence between them.
"Do you think we're going about this the right way?"
"Going about what?" Clay was a little confused by his wife's question.
Gemma knew this wouldn't exactly be easy to explain, she always stood side by side with Clay but Liv had brought up some valid points. Happy was the key not Liv.
"Liv and Happy, the whole Darby deal..."
"What?" Clay exclaimed pulling away from his wife so that he could see her.
"We had a little chat today at the store. She told me the reason that she's saying no to the Darby deal is because Happy said no. She's just doing what her Old Man's told her to do. Maybe you should approach Hap instead of her."
"Well it doesn't' matter now it's been dealt with." Clay snapped as he pushed Gemma away from him even further and moved off his bed.
"What does that mean?" Gemma asked as Clay pulled on his boots quickly followed by his cut.
"It's means it's handled." He said firmly before walking out of the door.
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Kozik grabbed the other side of the cover and wrapped it around Liv, who was now sound to asleep.
As they drank away, Liv drinking the most of the Patron, it became clear to Kozik that something was really bothering her.
Using his finger he tucked a piece of her long blonde hair behind her ear as he stared down at her he was reminded of the 15 year old girl that had walked into both his and Happy's life and turned them completely inside out, Happy's especially.
That's why he hadn't pushed the matter she had told him that she needed to speak to Happy and Kozik knew full well that whatever it was that was bothering her at this time, that without a doubt Happy would deal with it, make it all better just like he always had and always will.
He proved that, that day 6 months ago. He hadn't had any contact with Liv for 9 years yet he didn't even think twice about helping her, about paying 10 grand to get her out of the hole she was in, or about shipping her junkie brother off to rehab.
So Kozik felt better in himself knowing that she was going to talk to Happy at the very least.
Getting to his feet he walked over to the newly fitted door and spared on last look at the girl who he considered family, his own flesh and blood before walking out of the room and leaving her in her blissful state.
Heading to the bar that was now a little fuller than earlier, as Opie, Lorca and Chibs had returned followed by Clay a little later. He muscled his way to a space at the bar and ordered himself a shot and a bottle of beer from the prospect as he joined his brothers in their celebration.
Two hours into the celebration Kozik noticed Happy and Jax enter, two shots were shoved into their hands aswell as claps on the backs. After downing the shot Jax made his way over to Clay who had been sitting at a table in the corner of the room, his eyes glued to his cell phone as he played with it. Everyone presumed that he was expecting a call which is why they had given him some space. Happy came and joined Kozik who was now sitting at the bar with Lorca and Lip.
"All done brother?"
"Yeah?" Happy replied to Lorca's question as he accepted the beer Lip was offering to him. Knocking back a much needed swig of his beer, his eyes drifted to Kozik's.
Having noticed the look from his brother, his oldest friend tilted his head gesturing down the hall. Pulling the beer from his lips he made his excuses to his three brothers and headed down the hall to his girl. He hadn't forgot that they needed to have a serious talk.
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Clay couldn't stop his eyes from wondering over Jax's shoulder to where Happy was now standing with his Tacoma brothers.
The wheels were in motion and all he had to do was wait for the call, but the problem was Clay didn't like waiting.
Jax continued to fill him in on everything that had gone down with the clean-up but Clay wasn't listening. Again his attention had turned to his phone as he waited for that call.
However his attention was soon turned away from the phone when Happy marched up the hallway and through the clubhouse, slamming the door against the wall as he stormed outside.
"What the hell is that all about?" Jax asked as he looked back over his shoulder at Clay.
"I don't know. Fight with the Old Lady?" Clay quipped, stepping away from the table, his phone in his hand as he entered the Chapel.
Flipping open his phone he dialled the number and hoped to get some answers instead he was sent straight to voicemail. Three more tries and three more times he was met with the same response.
"Shit."
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Davie stood behind the bar passing out shots when he spotted Kozik walking up the hallway. It was time.
He waited until all the sons were well into their celebrations when he asked a couple of sweebutts to take his place while he slipped away and headed down the hall to the room that Kozik hadn't long exited from.
Opening the door carefully not knowing what he was going to be stepping into he relaxed when he spotted her lying on the bed fast asleep.
Liv started to stir a smile forming on her lips when she felt the hand brushing against her cheek. He was back.
Leaning into his hand she let her eyes slowly flutter open. Giving herself a second or two for her eyes to adjust she finally looked up, but she didn't find who she was expecting.
She tried to scramble away from him but Davie grabbed her arm and clamped his hand over her mouth as he pushed her further into the mattress, his knee resting on the bed as he leered over her.
"Sshhh...Sshh..I'm not going to hurt, I don't wanna, but if you make me I will darlin'." Davie warned in a low voice. "Now I need you to come with me. I'm going to remove my hand, you're going to be a good gal right?" Liv nodded the best she could. "Good."
Pulling her off the bed Davie made to move towards the door but Liv had a different idea.
She had heard his threat loud and clear but she could also hear the low thud of music mixed with chatter and laughs, meaning that behind her, behind those walls was a room full of Sons.
It was a long shot to try and fight and to get her screams heard above the music but it was her one maybe only shot. She had no clue what was going on why Davie was doing this, maybe this was Clay she wasn't sure, but she wasn't going to give up without a fight she had too much to lose.
So with as much force as she could she rooted her feet to the floor and pulled back, causing Davie to stumble, his head turning back to look at her. Using her other hand she balled it into a fist and went to punch him in the face, but Davie reacted quicker than she had anticipated and instead of her fist connecting with his face he grabbed her hand and twisted it behind her back in one swift move.
With her back firmly pressed against his chest Liv only had the one other option and that was to scream her heart out, but Davie anticipated that aswell so he wrapped his free hand around her throat cutting her off her screams before letting go of the hand that was trapped behind her back and slamming her against the nearest wall as he pulled his knife from the sheath on his belt buckle and pointed the blade at the corner of her eye.
"Don't do that again." He warned as his thumb pushed against her windpipe. "I will hurt you. Do you understand." Liv nodded the best she could considering the vice hold he had around her throat.
Davie pulled her from the wall keeping her back close to his chest, his one hand that was holding the knife now covered her mouth while his other wrapped tightly around her body.
Opening the door he did a quick check of the hallway, making sure it was clear before leading her down the hallway and into the toilets at the bottom of the hall where he forced her through the secret hatch that led outside. Once they were outside he dragged her over to the getaway van that he had parked outside earlier
"Sorry sweetheart but I can't have you tryin' to escape again." Those were the last words Liv heard before he whole world went black.
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Liv woke to a pounding in the back of her head. She felt sick and when she tried to open her eyes everything seemed blurry. Blinking a few times to try and clear her vision she tried to look around the darkly lit, damp room she was in. But as her vision finally became clear she wished it hadn't. Lying in a pool of blood just off to the left of her lay a body.
Turning her head in the other direction as she couldn't look any longer she was met with another dead body, this time she knew exactly who it was. Just like the other man Davie was lying in a pool of blood except he was facing her, and his lifeless eyes were staring straight at her.
As she tried to scream and move away from Davie and the other man, she realised that her screams came out as nothing but a muffled sob and her efforts to try and move were restricted by the chair she was now bound to.
Her breathing became more rapid as the panic started setting in. She knew she had to get out of here. Fighting against the ropes that bound her she felt her tears fall as they cut into wrists and ankles, but she didn't stop. She couldn't.
Continuing her fight Liv bucked in the chair ignoring the pain, but as she fought harder she ended up sending the chair and herself crashing to the floor.
Liv moaned as pain exploded in her side where she had fallen, she felt the dizziness cloud her head again. But as she felt herself starting to drift off again she heard a voice behind her, a voice that shocked her wide awake.
Danny smiled smugly as he walked around to stand in front of her. Looking down at her he couldn't help but laugh at how pathetic she looked. He was really going to enjoy this.
Grabbing the chair on either side he pulled the back on to all fours. Keeping his hands on either side he leaned into her. He lent in so close that Liv could feel his muggy breath on her face, a breath that made her nauseous.
"Finally your awake. Now we can get this party started well..." Danny spared a look at both the dead bodies lying over his shoulders before turning back to face he again. "I kinda of already started but they weren't really part of my plans." Liv tried to speak but just like her screams her words came out muffled. "What was that?" He asked as he pulled the rag that was gagging her down so that she could speak.
"I said what plan?" She snapped with more attitude than even she expected. Danny pulled back slightly, a twisted smile of his face. He nodded his head at her before laughing and rubbing his hand together.
Liv's eyes followed him as he walked over to the side of the room where he grabbed a stool and dragged it over to her. Placing the stool right in front of her Danny took a seat.
"I'm glad you asked that question. Because it's a good, your going to enjoy this. That is Colt Buford?" He told her as he pointed over his shoulder to first dead body she had laid eyes on. "He is or rather was the leader of the Bandits, do you know who they are...?"
"Yes."
"Yes of course you. Their the assholes who shot up Jess, but her blood isn't just on their hands it's on yours, yours and those fucking Sons." Liv shook her head. "No...NO?" He shouted jumping off the stool and getting in her face once again. Liv shut her eyes as his ragged breath hit her face again making her feel sick. "Look AT ME WHORE..." Danny shouted before he backhanded her across the face.
Liv's head snapped to the side from the force of his hit. Her eyes going blurry again, and her mouth tasting like copper as it filled with blood. Before she could get her scenes back Danny grabbed her face forcing her to look at him. "I said look at me..." He seethed.
Liv finally managed to open her heavy eyes so that she could look at him.
Liv didn't know if it was just her but as she stared into his eyes he looked unhinged and for the first time she realised what it felt like to be in Jessica's shoes. She finally understood the fear that she had all those times he attacked her the fear that had stopped her from leaving so many times.
But with that came the guilt.
She should have pulled her out sooner got her away from him. Jessica was a good kid she deserved more than him more than that life and it was those thoughts, that guilt that made the words leave her mouth before she could stop herself.
"You killed her, your the reason she was in the hospital your the reason she got killed if it was..." Liv was cut though when she received another backhand to the face, quickly followed by his hand wrapping around her throat tightly as he pushed the chair onto it's two back legs.
"You know what I'm gonna enjoy this. First I'm gonna kick the shit outta your boyfriend maybe knee cap him see how he likes a fucking bullet fired into his leg. Then..then I'm gonna make him watch as I finally put an end to you." Danny moved his one hand up her inner thigh till his hand came to her entrance. He forced open the button before unzipping her jeans.
Liv tried to scream but his hand was wrapped so tight around her throat that she could barely breathe let alone scream. What was it with these guys and straggling the life out of her?
"But not before I have a little fun with you." He pushed his hand into her jeans, his hand roughly rubbing her pussy over the material of her panties. Looking at her he felt smug when he saw her tears fall.
Pulling his hand from inside her jeans he pulled back letting the chair fall back onto all fours as he released his grip from around her neck.
Liv gasped for breath, her chest heaving as she fought for air. When she finally caught her breath she looked up at him.
"This won't happen. They'll find me it's only a matter of time before they realise Davie is missing and that I'm missing .." Liv took a much needed breath before continuing. "They'll put two and two together Danny and when they do..."
"WHAT?...What do you think their going to do, save you?" Danny knelt in front of her, his hand running over his face as a shit eating smile appeared on his lips. She had no clue. "Hate to break it to you sweetheart but no one's going to come for you, well apart from Happy that is." Danny glanced at his watch. "He should be here soon, so I'm gonna have to make this quick..."
"What...what do you mean Hap..." Danny pulled the gag back over her lips shoving it in her mouth. Before he took a seat back on the stool.
"No you can't talk, like I said I'm gonna have to make this quick. Originally I made a deal with him." Again Danny pointed over to the dead body that she now knew was Colt Buford. "You, Jax and your Old Man in exchange for my help. Of course I accepted but then once again along came the sons and fucked that all up. But then just as I thought I had lost everything, Clay happened." Liv felt her heart actually skip a beat her insides shaking. Clay wouldn't do this he may not like me but he wouldn't really set up a brothers Old lady. Would he?
"I don't know what you've done to piss him off sweetheart but he wants you gone, that's why he offered me a deal. You in exchange for Colt and Davie over there." Liv's heart sank and before she could stop herself more tears fell. She could tell that by the flash of excitement in Danny's eyes that he was getting off on this, on her show of weakness.
"Oh by the way in case your little blonde brain hasn't figured it out yet Davies a rat. Clay knows by the way he was the one that suggested that I should tell Colt to use Davie to get you, even told me about the secret back door. Of course Clay wants me to hand over these two so he can kill them and become the hero, but as you can tell that didn't really work for me." Danny stretched his hand above his head. "Why should he get the all the glory when really he's just as dirty as that bloody rat over there. Plus I came up with another idea. See as much as I want to kill you and trust me I do, there's someone else I want to kill more, Happy. And that's when it came to me, he shot me the knee just for calling you the whore you are, so if I actually hurt." His hand came up to her mouth which was cut and bleeding from where he had backhanded her. Liv tried to pull away but he didn't let her. "If I threatened your safety he would do pretty much anything I asked."
Liv again tried to pull away from him but Danny just grabbed her jaw tighter as he stood up from his stool. Out the corner of her eye Liv saw Danny clench his fist and prepared herself for the impact. But it never came because both of their attention was drawn from one another when they heard the faint rumble of a motorbike approaching.
"Seems I was right." Danny said with a chuckle. Letting go of her he walked off and dissapeared into the shadows leaving Liv screaming and once again trying fight her way free from the chair.