I held his hand in mine watching as he looked down at his tattoo that I had just been so focused on. He locked eyes on it for a moment before he looked up at me. I felt his hand drop mine knowing what was coming next couldn't be good.
"Yeah I am. Is that going to be a problem?" he asked with a raised eyebrow and the slight hint of attitude.
I silently shook my head trying to think of a reasonable response. There was only a few ways to answer his question without causing him to tell me to hit the road. I either could tell him the truth that I couldn't see any future with a son that would turn out differently then my past relationship with Opie or could pretend I hadn't been to the club house a million times before, and hope to god no one remembered me. I had no idea how this could go or how Juice would react to any of this. All I knew was I really liked Juice and even though I was only in town for another day or two I didn't want the sons to impact how he felt about me or how I felt about him.
Before I could decide what to do I heard a deep yell from behind us. "Juice about time you showed up brother" the familiar curly haired brunette said with a deep voice as he walked up to us.
I silently stepped back, hoping he wouldn't recognize me. It had been a long time since I had seen Tig and I had changed quite a bit. I crossed my fingers behind my back hoping Juice would introduce me and I could act like this whole thing was a first for me. I watched as Tig turned and looked at me for a moment.
"Well who do we have here?" he asked giving me a quick once over, quickly giving me the impression Juice was not one of the sons who seemed to bring girls to the club house often.
I didn't have a second to respond when I watched his jaw slightly drop. "Holy shit" he belted out before pulling me into a hug.
"Holly fucking Oswald, it's been a long time" he said slowly pulling away from the hug before turning his attention back to Juice who I was positive would definitely have questions now.
"Wait a minute you know each other?" I heard Juice question.
I nodded silently again, still not sure what to do or say next. I felt like I was frozen in place. For once in my life I was completely speechless and had no idea what to do next.
"Have you not told him blondie?" Tig asked looking back at me and quickly back at Juice.
Before I could respond at all Juice quickly raised another brow "Tell me what?."
"I'm gonna leave you guys alone. When your ready everyone is inside. Op will be happy to see you Holly." Tig called over his shoulder before taking off towards the club house.
I couldn't help but let out a deep sigh. I felt shell shocked. One moment I had been happier then I had been in a long time just riding on the back of his bike holding him. Within minutes that had all come to a crashing halt and Tig's presence seemed to throw a grenade into the whole situation. There was no way I could come out of that conversation with Juice not knowing about my past with his crew. There was no way I could come out of this without reliving my past with SAMCRO.
"Holly what did he mean?" he asked with a raised brow as he sat on his bike quickly crossing his arms as he starred up at me.
"Listen Juice, I didn't hide anything from you. I just didn't know where we were going we've only been out a few times and don't get me wrong I really like you but I had no idea you were with SAMCRO so why would have I told the guy I'm trying to impress I had anything to do with the sons" I said stepping closer to him with a smirk hoping he would take that as a good reason I hadn't mentioned my past association with SAMCRO.
I watched him for a moment and felt relived when he cracked that now familiar grin. "So your trying to impress me" he said as he stood from the bike and quickly wrapped his arms around my waist and without a word pulled me into a deep kiss.
"Your doing a good job gorgeous" he whispered in my ear before slowly pulling back from the kiss. He slipped one arm around my waist and turned towards the club house.
I wanted to go in and not mention my real past with SAMCRO and just have fun with Juice but I couldn't do that to him. It was obvious with my recent run in with Jax Teller, Opie and now Tig the club hadn't completely forgotten about me. I didn't want Juice to hear it from one of them.
I grabbed his hand and tightened my grip for a moment. "Juice, before we go in I need to tell you something else" I said sighing as I watched him turn back towards me.
"Whats up beautiful?" he asked with another smile.
"Before we go in I just want you to know everything. Please don't say anything I just need to get this out. I met Jax and Opie in school they were a couple years older then me. I was best friends with Tara, when she hooked up with Jax I ended up getting close with Opie. We were together for four years. I loved him Juice but he cheated with a crow eater so I left him. I've moved on and I know he has long ago. I just wanted you to know before we go in there" I said with a deep sigh.
I hated myself for laying that on him but I couldn't have walked in there knowing he wasn't aware of my past with Opie.
He stepped back from me. He ran his hand along the back of his neck before he turned back to his bike. I held my breath waiting for his response to what I had just spit out at him but he said nothing as he opened his saddle bag and pulled out his familiar cut. I watched him quickly sling the leather over his shoulders, the reaper now visible on his back before he turned back towards me and held out his hand again.
"Lets go" was all he said to me.
"Wait Juice, don't you want to talk about this?"
"Holly, theres nothing to talk about. You used to be Opies girl. Your not anymore and hes married end of story. Let's go have a good time" he said again as I took his hand and followed him into the familiar club house.
The minute we stepped inside it was like a blast from the past. I had snuck inside the club house many times over with Opie sneaking down the hall to his fathers room and then on to his own room when he became a member. I couldn't help but smile at the sight of how little things had changed. Most of my memories from this place were all good, it wasn't the club house or the members of SAMCRO that I had grown to hate. It was what the club did to the members and their families that I had hated.
It seemed like the door behind us didn't even have a chance to close when I heard "Juicey boy we need you" the scottish yell came from some where behind the crowds of people.
"Shit, I'll be right back are you good?" he asked me as he was searching the crowds looking for the Chibs.
"Yeah, I will get a drink don't worry about me" I said.
"Okay, Ill be back" he said giving me a quick kiss before he disappeared into the crowds of people.
I headed over towards their bar leaning against it waiting for the young prospect's attention. It only took him a moment before he walked over to me. "What can I get you?" he asked as he looked me over clearly trying to remember if I was someones old lady.
"Vodka and cranberry please" I said tapping my hand along the wood of the bar as I waited.
Before he slid the drink over I felt an arm slid around my waist. I turned expecting Juice but was surprised to find Opie standing there.
"Thanks for coming Holly" he said as he signalled the prospect for another drink.
"No problem. I'm not here for you though Op. I'm here with Juice" I blurted out making it as clear to him as I could that I was not here for him and had no intention of spending my time in Charming with him.
"Juice, your here with Juice" he repeated my own words.
"Yes Opie I'm here with Juice" I said taking a quick drink now feeling the need for vodka more then ever.
"Holly, you don't need an excuse to get in here like Juice. If you wanted to come tonight you could have just come the club misses you, I miss you".
"I didn't need an excuse and I didn't want to come tonight Opie. I like Juice we've gone on a couple of dates I'm here to meet his friends thats it" I said stepping away from him as I turned looking through the crowds now desperate to lock eyes on Juice needing a good reason to get away from Opie.
"Wow well good for you Holly, I'm happy for you. Listen do you mind if we go talk for a minute. Theres a lot I've wanted to say to you"
"Yeah I do mind Op why don't you go talk with your wife" I spit out as I slid my now empty glass towards the prospect. "Another vodka please".
"She's not here. She is not the biggest fan of SAMCRO" he muttered.
"Wow Opie another woman in your life not wanting anything to do with this club your not seeing a pattern there" I smirked now feeling the buzz of the alcohol hit me as I took a sip of the refill the prospect had placed in front of me.
"Thats bullshit and you know that. She doesn't want me back in the club so I don't end up doing time again thats it. It has nothing to do with SAMCRO. When are you going to stop using the club as your excuse for leaving Holly, or do you forget the fact that your the one who left me" he said like it was nothing.
"Do you remember why I left you Opie. You can blame it on me all you want but your the one who went and fucked some crow eater. I loved you and you cheated on me." I basically yelled at him before I turned to find the door.
I felt his hand grab my arm, I quickly turned back to him ready to slap him when before I could do anything Juice's fist came out of no where quickly knocking against Opie's jaw.