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Chapter 7: I hit Tara

She woke up in the morning and heard voices in the kitchen. She found a pair of sweatpants and a long sleeved t-shirt and got out. Happy and Grace were sitting at the table, having breakfast, talking. She took a cup and sat down with them.

"Mom, Happy is taking me to school today."

"Really?"

"Though she'd come to school in style."

"A Giah is style."

"Dyna is more style." Grace said and Happy smiled at her.

"Ok then, go brush your teeth and get dressed."

Grace jumped down from the chair and ran off. She took Grace's plate and soaked it in the sink. Happy came up behind her, turned her around and pressed her against the counter, cradled her face and kissed her. Her entire body responded to his touch immediately. It was strange, she couldn't even remember the last time her body reacted to someone or something. But she liked it.

"Are you working today?" He was still pressing her against the counter but had his hands on her hips.

"Yes, start at ten."

"I'll come by tonight, might be late so text me when you're home."

"Ok."

Grace came running with the helmet in her hand. "Can you have t-shirt under your cut?"

"Sure."

"Good, they don't believe me in school when I tell them you have tattoos everywhere. I want them to see the arms." She ran off again, probably collecting the last stuff she needed.

Ava laughed, she wasn't sure what Grace had been saying in school, but judging from how much she talked about Happy at home, it was probably quite a lot.

"What did she say when she saw you?" She had hoped that she would wake up first, not that she had any idea what she would say to her, but even so.

"Nothing. Said hi and asked me if I could take her to school." He was still looking into the hallway.

"Ok, guess the questions will come later." They would come, Grace just had a tendency to ask at the exact right time.

He turned his attention back to her again and moved his hand up under her t-shirt. "What are you wearing for work today?"

"What?" She had not expected that question.

"You always look really hot in your work clothes."

"You think my library work clothes are hot?" Yet another statement she hadn't expected.

"Very." He said with a wicked smile and kissed her again.

"You'll have to come by and have a look then."

"Happy, are we going?" Grace was jumping in the hallway.

"Sure, Sugar, gimme a sec." Happy said and disappeared into the bedroom. Ava walked up to Grace and gave her a hug.

"Mary'll pick you up today, I'll come get you when I'm done at work, ok?"

"Ok mom, love you."

"Come on, kid." Happy said and they walked out, both of them waving at her.

She picked clothes for work, trying to figure out how shirt and blouse could be sexy, but he looked at other things than she did. She was just trying to look proper. She picked a classic gray shift dress with short sleeves.

Her work clothes was one of few thing she actually did spend money on, especially the skirts and the dresses. She only had three of each and a number of belts and shirts, cheaper, to mix and match. It worked fine, not many people came to the library at a daily basis and noticed. The people she worked didn't care, they knew why.

To the dress she chose a black, thin belt, her favorite high heeled shoes with a strap and cheep huge earnings she had bought from H&M. She loved their earnings, they were damn close to free. She had a huge box full of them.

While applying her make up she noticed that she kept smiling. She couldn't help herself. It was the first time in a long time that she felt genuinely good about herself. She had heard about the power of good sex, which judging by the reflection in the mirror had it's merits.

When she was done she picked up the phone and her keys and went to work.

There was a school class coming for a reading before lunch. When she finished and put away the book she turned around and saw Happy, smiling at her. She walked up to him and stopped about five feet away.

"You know your way around this place?" He asked.

"I work here."

"Any private corners?" He smiled and she laughed.

"We have a section of Government Print that's usually pretty empty."

"Wonder why."

Happy had dropped off Grace at school, she had a smile on her face that was from ear to ear when she skipped inside.

When he saw Ava reading to the kids, all he could thing about was her face the night before, when he had his hand up her pussy, coming and on his arm afterwards. He did that, he felt pretty fucking good about himself for it. It wasn't a feeling he was familiar with but then he had never done anything like this.

Now she was walking in front of him, in some sexy dress with a small belt, her back and ass looked dead hot. The bitch heels made her hips swing in a way that gave him a boner. She walked into a small room and through a corridor with bookshelves on both sides and finally a big room. He hadn't seen a single person for quite some time and when she turned around and looked at him he walked right up to her, lifted her up and ravaged her mouth.

"I like your dress." He said when he finally stopped.

"Good."

"Are those stay-ups?"

"No." she said, eying him carefully.

"Damn." He wouldn't have done a serious try anyway, but he wanted to see how she reacted, nice to know where her boundaries were. She looked at him and then smiled.

"I usually don't wear pantyhose when I have my light grey skirt. I can text you next time that happens." Bitch stunned him and he had a full blown hard-on, just staring at her. She gave him a crocked smile and walked passed him towards the door. "All bark..."

He groaned and caught up with her, flipped her around and kissed her, hard. "Just send that text and I'll show you."

He had not been prepared for that, she had expected her to at least blush. Shit! One good fuck and she was willing to let him fuck her at work? If he had known that he would have done a serious try weeks ago. He kissed her goodbye, he needed to get back to the club.

-o0o-

Ava picked up Grace from Mary and in the car on their way home Grace was pondering on something.

"Mom, are we going to stay here?" She knew what Grace meant, they had packed up and moved in a matter of days so many times. It was getting to them both. She hated doing it to Grace, she never had a hard time getting new friends but it wasn't right. She shouldn't have to.

"I hope so."

"I hope so too. I like it here."

"I like it here too." Ava smiled. It was a nice town, small, but people were nice.

"I like Happy." This was what Grace had been working her way up to. Ava had seen it coming a mile away.

"That makes two of us."

"I think he will be nice to you, mom."

"Oh, honey!" She hated this, that Grace even worried about that. "He will, don't worry about it."

They got home, she sent a text to Happy, same one she always sent. 'Door locked'. Her phone beeped a few seconds later, he usually never answered her texts so she assumed it was from her brother. But when she flipped the phone open she saw it was from Happy. 'That all I get?'.

She hesitated for a few seconds and then decided not to answer, that was all he'd get.

They had dinner and she put Grace to bed. She poured a bath for herself when Grace had fallen asleep. At eight there was a banging on the door. She got up, wrapped a towel around her and then walked to the door, picking up the bat and stood by the door.

"Who is it?"

"Open it!" Happy sounded very annoyed. She opened the door and saw irritation all over his face, he looked at her and in a second the irritation turned into a smile. "Whatcha doin'?"

"I was in the bath."

In seconds, he was just in front of her, his eyes all over her. "You didn't answer my text."

"It was all you'd get." She smiled. He raised his eyebrows and then grabbed her towel, pulling her closer.

"Really?"

"Wanna have a bath with me?"

"No." He smiled and then kissed her, taking off her towel, grabbing her ass and lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he carried her into the bedroom. She tried to pull of his cut and he helped, throwing it over a chair.

He put her in the bed and when he was above her she started pulling in his hoodie and t-shirt. When they were off she felt his hand between her legs and she let out a sigh, causing him to push his finger against her clit. She had never even imagined feeling this... need... for anyone.

"Please."

"Gonna answer my texts?" He whispered in her ear while sliding two fingers inside her and she felt her eyes roll back.

"Oh, God!" He kept moving his hand and bent down and caught her nipple in his mouth. "Hap!". It felt like more than she could take. He moved his mouth up to hers and she reached for his belt. Once she got it up she knew his jeans was big enough for her to just stick her hand in, but he obviously hadn't thought of that.

"Shit, Ava!" He groaned when she grabbed his cock. He started pulling of his pants, rolled on a condom and finally he was inside her, kissing her.

It didn't take her long, she came, hard and he covered her mouth with his to stop her from screaming. When she opened her eyes again, he was watching her, with a smile on his lips and then slowly started moving again. She followed him again when he came, groaning into her neck.

"Kinda surprised at how easy this was." He said when he laid on his back beside her.

"You and me both."

Happy looked at her, lying on her back, trying to catch her breath.

"You need to answer my texts."

"Will you do this unless I do?"

"Not unless you open the door in a towel, kind of lost track."

"Shit! I need to empty the tub." She said and got out of the bed and walked towards the bathroom. He got up and followed her. She gave him a spare toothbrush and when they were standing next to each other, brushing their teeth he caught her looking at him in the mirror.

She turned around and drew her fingers along the text around his neck, looking at him with questioning eyes. He rinsed his mouth and kissed her on her forehead without saying anything and she didn't ask out loud.

-o0o-

Happy didn't slept well and he woke up before both Ava and Grace. Ava was sleeping on her stomach, her face was turned away from him. He ran his hand over her scarred back. If he ever got his hands on that fucker he would beat him to death with his bare hands. She moaned and turned towards him, smiled and finally opened her amber eyes.

"Morning." He said and kissed her. He felt the hem of her boy shorts. "Why do you bother to put these on again?"

"In case Grace runs in when she wakes up, or in the middle of the night. I'm trying to set an example for you." She slipped her hand under the cover, stroking his bare ass. "Not that you seem to care."

"Didn't think about that."

"Don't want to scar her for life you know."

"I'll put them on soon." He said and pulled her closer, kissing her. He had missed morning sex. Didn't get much of that when you threw the bitch out the second after you came.

When they were done he pulled on his underwear, and watched her put on panties and a t-shirt.

"Has she seen the scars?"

"Yeah, thought it was best, she's used to them. Don't think she even reflects on them being there."

"Are you working today?" He changed the subject, she might not try to hide the scars but she didn't like talking about them.

"No."

"Any plans?"

"No."

"I thought I'd take Grace for a ride. I'll bring her back after lunch."

"She'd like that." She gave him a kiss when she walked by him into the kitchen.

-o0o-

"I just need to fix this and then I'll take you home, Sugar."

"It's ok, I like it here." She was sitting on a workbench, swinging her legs, just as usual. "Can you do another painting on me?"

"Sure. What do you want this time?" He was sitting on the floor, trying to figure out why the gears on his bike seemed to live a life of their own.

"I want a snake, like the one you have on your head. On my arm."

"I think we can fix that."

"Good." He looked up and notice that her legs weren't swinging. "Can I ask you another thing?"

Happy sat down on a chair in front of her. She had a very serious look on her face. "Yes."

"Do you think my mom is pretty?"

He was very happy that the rest of the club was off somewhere, he didn't want them to hear the answers this. It wasn't any of their business. "Yes, very pretty."

"Do you like her?" She looked straight at him with her piercing blue eyes. Like she was studying him and he remembered what Ava had said. It was impossible to lie to her. Not that he planned to but he could see that Ava was right.

"Yes."

Grace nodded as if he had confirmed something she already knew and he did his best not to smile.

"Will you be nice to her?"

"Yes."

Now she was really studying him. "And you won't hurt her?"

"No, Sugar. I won't hurt her."

She looked at him for a while and then suddenly she smiled. "Ok. Catch me."

"What?" He wasn't sure what she meant and her mood had switched so fast that he hadn't been able to keep up.

"I'm jumping down, catch me." He did and with that, the questioning was over. "Happy?"

He was still trying to catch up with her mood. "Yeah."

"Can I have another Ice cream?"

"Two is enough." He said while putting her down on the ground. "I don't want your mom to get pissed."

"Oh, no, that would be bad." She said and picked up her helmet. "Are we going home now?"

"In a while. You know, you could help me with the bike."

"Yeah?" She said with a huge smile.

"Sure. Come on, I'll show you."

She was skipping again, her entire body vibrating with energy so he assumed that they were ok and that she was satisfied with his answers. If only he could figure out this shit in his own head that easily. What it was these to girls was doing to him. That would make him calmer.

-o0o-

Happy had called and said they'd be late. She talked to Grace as well, she said she was having fun and that Happy had to fix something first, then they'd be back.

She heard a knock on the door and picked up the bat.

"Who is it?"

"Gemma."

She opened the door with the safety chain still on and saw Gemma, closed it and opened the door completely

"Where's the gun?" Gemma said with a stern face.

"In the wardrobe."

"Darlin', you need to use it."

"Are you here to nag me about my gun?"

"No." Now she looked uncomfortable

"Want some coffee?"

"Sure." Gemma followed her into the kitchen.

"Something happened?"

"I hit Tara." She just kept looking at her. "She... walked up behind me and my gut feeling was to hit."

"Might not be the best gut feeling, but it's not strange."

"What's usually your got feeling?"

"Get Grace out of the way. Once she's out of the way I don't really care anymore."

"Doesn't sound like the best gut feeling either." Gemma said. "But the sign of a god mom."

"I've never been big on self-preservation." She admitted. "She's the reason I left. She's my everything. But I guess all parents feel that why that about their kids."

"Just the good ones, darlin'." Gemma said with a smile and the she sighed. "Tara booked me and appointment with a shrink."

"Did you keep it?"

"I went there, then this girl came out, crying, a mess. I couldn't go. It's not me."

"No, you seem like more of a fighter. And I'm not referring to hitting Tara. But talking about it, working through it, or even crying is also a way of fighting it."

"You cry?"

"With my brother. It's good to have someone who you can fall apart in front of. Or just talk to, nag, say all those things you don't want anyone else to know."

"Did you tell anyone, about me?"

"No."

"Not even Happy?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"You told me not to."

"Would you have told him even if I hadn't said it?"

"No, I wouldn't. This is your business, I'm sure you have a reason to keep it a secret and it's not up to me to decide if it's the right thing to do or not."

"If... if I need to talk about this shit, or anything..."

"You know where I am."

"I can't even think about sex, and I'm dry, Tara said it was estrogen. Got some prescription."

"You know it's not just a physical thing, right?"

"Yeah." Gemma nodded. "Right now it feels like I'm gonna end up like you. No offense."

"You know it's not the same thing, me and you. I'm not trying to diminish what happened to you, but it's not."

"I know." Gemma looked up at her. "Your blushing. Ohhh."

Ava tried to clear her throat and Gemma stared to laugh.

"Guess you finally found out what sex was?"

"Hrm, well..."

"Good for you, sweetie." she smiled. "Gives me some hope to. If you can get over all your shit, I can sure as hell get over mine."

"Not trying to pressure you, but it helps if they know."

"I'll keep it in mind." Gemma got up. Ava got up as well and Gemma placed a kiss on her cheek. "I might pick you up on that offer."

"Any time. Call me or just drop by." She meant it, she would help her in anyway she could.

"I'm not going to cry. I don't do shit like that."

"Didn't think you would." Ava said as she followed her to the hallway.

"Just... talk. You know?"

"I know. Listen, I'm not going to ask you to do or talk about anything you're not comfortable with. Just... whatever your want. If you just want to sit and drink coffee or beer with me, that's fine. Sometimes that's all you need, to be with someone who knows."

"Good." Gemma said as she opened the door. "Now go and get that fucking gun."