WARNING! There will be a scene in here that may trigger some people. I'm sorry if it offends anyone, or if it is traumatising. If you want to skip it or proceed with caution, I have marked this part of the story with bold '...' after one of the SPOV's and before JPOV's.
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Bamby
SPOV
When I told Jax would be allowed out of the hospital a day after waking up... I'd kinda lied. I mean, did he really believe they'd discharge me after being almost blown up and spending two day in hospital? Honestly, I just wanted to get the hell out of there as fast as I could, even if I was been advised to stay longer.
Grabbing my bag, I rolled my eyes at the nurse as she tried to convince me to get back in bed. "Look, I don't care. I'm getting out of this hospital. Now."
"Miss Teller, please. You're not healed properly. If you leave you'll just end up back here. I'm trying to help you."
"I get that, I do." turning to her, a pulled the strap of my bag over my shoulder. "But I don't want your help. I just want to leave." ignoring her pleas, I headed for the door, leaving my room. I unfortunately didn't get very far before bumping into someone.
As I stumbled back, they grabbed me, helping me stay on my feet. "Letti, you okay?" Hale asked as he looked me over with worried eyes.
"Just dandy." I mumbled, fixing myself up.
He looked to the nurse and then back to me, knowing exactly what was going on. "You're bailing?" I shrugged, making him smile. "I'll take her home." he assured the nurse as he turned us around and lead us down the hall. "I was just coming to visit you. Wondering if anyone told you the news..."
"What, that my idiot brother and step-dad got arrested, along with the rest of my idiot family? Yeah, I got the memo." I shook my head, sighing. "Ope practically glued himself to my side all morning. If it wasn't for the fact he had errands to run, he'd still be here. Luckily for me, he got a very important call he couldn't ignore no matter what." when Hale looked a little confuse, probably wondering who called Ope I grinned a little. "Let's just say, they're not complete idiots." I winked as we walked out of the hospital.
...
After Hale dropped me off at Caracara, I just hung out in the office, doing what work I could do without messing anything up for Bobby. Everyone was insisting that I go home, relax, go be with my family. Everyone was worried, concerned that the guys wouldn't be coming back out alive. Even mum and Tara were worried that Zobelle and his men would find a way to finish them
But I didn't care what anyone said. I new the truth. I knew the guys would get out of jail, alive. No one was going to get Samcro. So when they were out again, I wanted everything ready for Bobby, so he could get back to work without the hassles of having to catch up.
"Hey, sweetie." Luann walked in, worry written all over her face.
I knew the look all too well. She'd been coming in regularly today, trying to convince me to go home. I know it was out of worry and love, but I just wished everyone would understand that I wasn't going anywhere. I wanted to work, and so I would
"You wanna get out of here? Go get something to eat?"
"No thanks." I shook my head, still working. "I just wanna get all this done for Bobby."
She sighed. "Lett, if Gemma and Opie find out you've been working all day they're-"
"I can handle whatever mess gets thrown at me. And don't worry, they won't blame you, if that's what you're worried about." I assured her. "I just want to spend a few more hours working. If I get tired I'll go sleep on the couch." I gestured to the corner without looking. "Once I'm finished I'll head back to the clubhouse. I promise."
JPOV
Things hadn't exactly been running smoothly for us. First we'd needed to find some kind of protection, but seeing as we couldn't team with white we'd had to think outside the box. That meant turning to black. Unfortunately for me, the only way to get on their good side meant there were a few things we had to do for them, which included me 'seducing' one of their enemies and getting him alone so they could get retribution for something he'd done.
I didn't know details, and I was pretty sure I didn't want to know them. All I cared about was the fact I'd literally been seconds from having some guy ram his dick up my ass. It had been a close call. Then, to top it off, when I'd gone back out to the yard I'd been moments away from getting shanked, only to have Jax step in right before I got attacked. Instead of getting stabbed in the back and almost killed, they only got my side, barely hitting me.
Basically, Jax had saved my life. He'd done as Scarlett had asked. He'd kept his promise and looked out for me.
SPOV...
I had completely lost track of time. Last time I'd looked out the window, the sun had been shinning bright... Now it was setting. People had started leaving not too long ago. A few of the girls had poked their heads in to say bye, tell me to take care, they were all so nice and caring. I was actually really glad I'd come in today and ignored everyone's advice and warnings.
"Hey, sweetie." Luann stepped into the office, standing in the door as she smiled at me. "You need a ride home?"
Shaking my head, I stood and began to pack everything up, done for the day. "Thanks, but I already called someone to come pick me up."
"Okay, well. You take care, and I'll see you later, darl." turning, she stated to leave. "Night!"
"Night!" I called back as I continued to clean up.
While waiting for my lift, I wandered around, fixing a few things up, wasting time. It was a good distraction, a way to keep my mind off things. There'd been a lot of stress and drama surrounding me lately, and as much as I hated the fact the guys were locked up, I did like the freedom it gave me. With everyone currently busy, it meant I could do things without having to explain myself as much as I usually did.
After I finished up inside, I decided to head out and wait. I knew I might be waiting for awhile, but I didn't mind. I wanted to stand in the chilled air, it would probably sooth all my aches and pains- which hadn't bugged me as much as people thought they would. Guess I'm used to picking myself up and moving on through the pain...
I made sure everything was secure and locked up tight. The guard dog Jax had bought was safe and sound inside, ready to do what she had to. Steeping out, I turned to close the door behind me, shivering as the breeze swept over me while I locked the door. It was dark out, the only thing helping me see was the flickering light above the door.
Turning around again, I stood there for a few minutes, waiting and watching. Reassuring myself over and over that my ride would be here any moment, I couldn't help but feel wrong... The hairs on the back of my neck began to stand up. My heart raced. There was just something wrong about everything. I wasn't sure what, but something told me I should get back inside.
Following my instincts, I moved for the door, pulling my keys out. I'd wait inside, maybe call mum or Tara instead. They'd be here in moments if I asked them to come.
But as I fumbled for my keys my head was suddenly slammed against the door. I fell to the ground, vision blurred as I tried to look up at my attacker.
"Working as a slut now?" they kicked me in the stomach. "Dirty whore. Knew I should have gotten rid of you years ago." that voice had my veins run cold.
My body ached with the memories of every time he'd hurt me. Broken bones, fractures, cuts, bruises. Fists, feet, knees and weapons. It was like a cosmic joke, my body showing no scars of my past. Like the world didn't want people to know. But I had all the mental scars of the abuse he'd put me through for years. Scars only I could see. Only I could feel.
"Drew? What are you-"
Before I could finish, his fist grabbed my hair as he started dragging me along to lot. "Slut. Going around, sleeping with all those bikers. You get enough in ya, Scarlett?" I heard the sound of a car door opening before he shoved me into the back seat. "Must be pretty good if they want you." he tugged at my pants.
My heart raced at the realization of what he was going to do to me. It wouldn't be the first time he'd force himself on me, but that didn't make it any easier.
"Drew!" I cried, shaking my head. "No, please. Please-" his fist smashed into my face, shutting me up.
Instead of going back to my pants, he ripped open my shirt, buttons flying everywhere. "One last ride, baby." he grunted placing a sloppy kiss on the top of my breast.
I felt the cool tip of a blade run along my skin and up my chest before my bra was cut, leaving my chest bare. His hands held me down, his body pressing against mine as I struggled, and cried, feeling his lips leave wet trails on my body. It was the sound of his zipper that had me take action.
I kneed him in the groin, causing him to let go of me and step back, groaning in pain. Not wasting a moment, I turned and scrambled to the other door before crawling out of his car. Getting to my feet, I tried running away, but it was no use. My head spun too much and I couldn't see where I was going. With my previous injuries and the ones he'd just given me, I was a mess. But I wasn't giving up.
I just hoped I was near the front door of the building. At least then I could find my bag and get my phone.
"Come back here, you bitch!"
Moving around blindly, the world spinning and my head aching, I tried to get to safety. I could see the light above the studio door, it wasn't too far. I was almost there... Just a few more-
Drew grabbed my hair, shoving me to the ground. "Think you can run away from me?!"
He knelt down, his fist hitting my face so many times I lost count. All I could feel was the pain of his hits and the fear still freezing my veins. Tears streaked my face as I tried to beg him to stop, only to find myself croaking out inaudible words.
"I would have given you everything, Scarlett!" he leaned back, grabbing my pants and pulling them off me.
I could feel the cold, hard ground underneath my bare legs. My chest scrapped on the gravel as I tried to turn. I tried to kick at him, to crawl away, but my efforts were for nothing. His hands held me tightly, moving me into the position he wanted me in.
"I loved you." he knelt in between my legs, pushing them apart as he started undoing his pants. "And what do I get in return? A passed around whore."
While he was distracted, I used this time to reach out with my arm, feeling around, hoping my bag or something was in reach. All I new was that I had to get something I could use to defend myself. I had to do something, because after he was done with me, he was going to kill me. This was it. Now or never. If I didn't do something, I was going to die.
My hand landed on the cold metal of my gun that must have fallen out of my bag when I had dropped it. Grabbing it I quickly pulled it over, firing a shot at Drew. Without even thinking.
The shot went off, the noise silencing everything around me. The world slowed as Drew froze, looking down at his chest as blood seeped from the wound. Eyes moving to met mine, the fire died in them as he fell forward, landing on top of me.
Feeling him land on my bare body was like a cold bucket of water being dumped on me. Everything cleared. Time returned to normal and I could hear everything around me. I could feel my body screaming in pain,the panic still coursing through my veins as my hands shook, trying to push him off. But as hard as I tried, he wouldn't budge. I was too hurt and weak.
The sound of a car pulling up had the tiniest glimmer of hope grow as I turned my head, tears pouring down my face. "Help! Someone, please, help!"
"Letti!" Hale's voice called as he came running towards me.
...JPOV
We'd only gotten back a little while ago. We hadn't even had time to go see Scarlett or Chibs yet. I sat at the bar with Bobby and Tig, drinking a beer each. Jax was in the garage, Clay in the chapel. Whatever was going on between the two of them, it was ripping the club apart. I loved them both, they were family, brothers. But this shit had to stop.
Just then Tara walked into the clubhouse, eyes wide and mouth open. She looked sick, like something terrible had just happened. All four of us stood, moving to her.
"What is it, doc?" Tig asked, resting a hand on her shoulder.
"Gemma just got off the phone with Hale..." Clay walked out of the chapel, listening as Happy came out from the bathroom. "It's Scarlett. He found her beaten outside Caracara."
Bamby
