FLASHBACK
It had been two weeks since she had called off her and Opie's nine year affair and needless to say, he wasn't making it easy on her. They had just had a monumental fight in his dorm room at the clubhouse and she had stormed off and slammed the door right in the middle of their conversation. She really didn't give a shit at that moment if she had pissed him off. He was being selfish and she just didn't have time for his shit anymore.
Now she was sitting on her couch in her apartment watching mindless television and drinking a bottle of Chardonnay. "This is the life," she mumbled to herself just as someone knocked on her door. She wasn't expecting anyone, but lately aside from the clubhouse, her apartment seemed to be a popular hangout for most club members, mostly Jax, Opie, Juice and Chibs.
She stood up and stumbled slightly as she walked to the door. "I should probably lay off the booze," she mumbled as she opened the door. She looked up at Chibs who was giving her a weird look. "It's 2:30 in the afternoon love," he stated as he let himself in. Summer had already started walking back to the couch. "Yeah, so..." she replied as she plopped herself back on the couch, wine glass in hand. "Well unless something has really pissed you off, you don't typically touch a drink until well after 5:00 pm," Chibs said as he sat down beside her, "So what's going on?"
Summer turned in her seat so she was looking at Chibs. "Two weeks ago I ended a nine year affair with the one and only Opie Winston," Summer blurted. She smacked her hand to her mouth, but it was too late. Chibs' jaw hit the ground and his eyes grew wide. "You're fucking with me right?" he questioned her, "You didn't really just say that?" "I'm afraid so," she replied, hanging her head down, "I'm trying to move on, but for some reason, today Opie just would not accept the fact that its over between us. He's in love with Donna, shouldn't that be enough for him?! At least he has something to fall back on! Stupid selfish son of a bitch."
She tried so hard, but she couldn't stop the tears from running down her cheeks. Chibs moved so he was sitting facing her as well and he put his hands on her shoulders. "It wasn't easy for me to end it with him Chibs," she stated quietly, "If I knew I could handle it, I would have been his mistress forever. But I can't live my life like that. I want to be happy and in love with someone who will give me all their attention. I don't want to be second in someone's life... I want to come first." "One day you will love," he said quietly, running a hand through her hair, "You will find someone who is deserving of your love and he better love you unconditionally and with everything he is or I will bust his ass." Summer giggled at him and then she looked up into his eyes. "Please don't say anything to anyone," she requested, "Nobody knows about us... only Clay." "I won't say a word," he promised.
At this point her head was spinning from the bottle of wine she had just drank and she was finding herself being drawn to him. She was nervous to be in his presence and her hands were sweating. What hell, she thought to herself. "Are you going to be ok?" he asked, pulling her from her thoughts. "Yeah, I will be," she replied, "It's just going to take time." He smiled at her and pulled her in for a hug. She wrapped her arms around him and she felt incredibly safe and comfortable in his arms. After a moment, she pulled away and looked into his eyes, wondering what he was thinking or feeling in that moment. She sighed deeply and then she reached up at grabbed his Kutte, pulling him into her and she pressed her lips against his. It lasted about two seconds before he pulled away and stood up.
She felt her face get hot and she looked down at her hands. Thank goodness he stopped her before anything happened. She had thought it was a good idea, but now she felt relieved. "What was that love?" he asked her, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Nothing... I don't know," Summer stammered, "Don't worry about it. I promise it won't happen again...
BACK TO PRESENT TIME
Summer opened her eyes and looked over at the clock. It was 7:30 a.m. and her head was pounding. Her and Jax managed to polish off the bottle of Jack Daniels and then she really didn't remember anything after 3:00 a.m. She rolled over and saw that Jax had passed out on top of the blankets on her bed. She poked him gently and he shot up like a light. He seemed to be disoriented and didn't remember where he had spent the night. He looked over at her and then smiled at smile of relief.
"Morning Prince Charming," Summer giggled, "Sleep well?" His hair was sticking out in every direction, but she loved these moments with her older brother. This was not the first time they had a night like this. "No, not really," he grumbled trying to flatten his hair down, "I think I'm still drunk." "I hear ya!" she exclaimed, "But it's time to get up. You have club business first thing and I have to go over and help mom prepare breakfast." "Ahhh shit, I just want to sleep," Jax groaned. "Jackson Teller," Summer exclaimed, "Please don't tell me that you have been defeated by that bottle of Jack." "Sweetheart, this ain't my first rodeo," he stated, grinning at her, "You of all people should know that."
"What do you want me to do about Opie?" he asked her, quickly moving to the serious stuff. "What do you mean?" she questioned, looking at him curiously, "Nothing. I'll let you know if he is being a dick. Then we'll go from there." "Sounds good," he replied. He stood up and kissed her on the forehead before he slipped back into his Kutte and headed for the door. "I'll see you at mom's later this morning," he said, "Love ya." "You too," she called out right before the door closed.
She laid back down in bed and her horrendous hang over pulled her back into a deep sleep.
Summer woke up when she heard her phone ringing on the table beside her bed. "Hello," she mumbled without looking at her call display. "Do you want me to come pick you up love?" Chibs asked on the other end. Summer dropped the phone accidentally. Not the voice she was expecting to hear, but she certainly wasn't opposed to it. "Why, what?" she stammered in confusion once she picked her phone back up. "It's 9:00," he responded, "Gemma was worried about you. You were supposed to be there at 8:00." "Shit," Summer mumbled, "Too much Jack, way too much Jack. You wouldn't mind?" "Not at all," he responded, "How much time do you need?" "I'll be ready when you get here," she replied, "See you soon and tell Gemma not to freak out." With that Summer hung up the phone and flew around her room trying to find something to wear.
15 minutes later Chibs let himself into her apartment. "I'm in the living room Summer," he called out. "Hey," she replied as she walked out into the living room. He stood up and gave her a quick once over before smiling at her. Summer had thrown on a pair of black cut off shorts and a pink tube top and a pair of black converse and she threw her hair up in a messy ponytail. "What?" she asked. "Nothing love," he replied, "Let's get a move on, Gemma's waiting." She grabbed her bag and let herself out with Chibs right on her tail. "You look good," he said quietly. She looked up at him and smiled shyly as they waited for the elevator.
Gemma was rushing around the kitchen like a chicken with her head cut off when Summer and Chibs walked into the house. "Well it's about time," Gemma called out teasingly, "Have a little too much fun with Jax and a bottle of Jack last night?" "You know me well," Summer replied, "It was a rough one, but Chibs saved the day. Now what do you need me to do?" Gemma looked at me and then her head snapped over to Chibs. He gave her a look, shrugged his shoulders and poured himself a cup of coffee. "If you could set the table that would help a lot," Gemma replied, "I'm so glad you're home Summer. Why don't you just move back? We miss you here." "Mom, we've been through this," Summer stated as she pulled out all the plates in her cupboard, "I have two more semesters in the nursing program at Stanford and then I'll be moving back. Tara said they will make sure there is an opening for me at St. Thomas. But you have to be patient." "I know, I know," Gemma replied, "I'm proud of you for doing that and making a life for yourself independent from the club." Summer smiled at Gemma and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before she disappeared into the dining room.
"Are you ok love?" Chibs asked, coming up behind her and startling her. She put the plates on the table and turned around to look at him. He was closer than she expected him to be and it caught her off guard when he put his hands on her waist to help her regain her balance. "I'm fine," she said quietly, "I was off last night and confused, but I'm ok now." "I'm sorry if I confused you," he said quietly. "Not just you," she replied, "Opie was waiting at the apartment when I got there last night. It didn't end well. This is all my fault apparently." "What are you talking about?" Chibs said, running a hand down her shoulder. The goosebumps rippled all over her body and a small sigh escaped from her lips. She bit her and forced herself to focus. "He is upset that I can't be with him anymore," Summer stated, "He is angry because he can't have both me and Donna. He stormed out of the apartment because for once he didn't get his way." "Have you talked to him today?" Chibs asked her. "No, not yet," she replied, "We will see what happens when he gets here."
"Hey Sum," Gemma said as she walked into the dining room, "What's taking..." She stopped in her tracks when she saw Summer and Chibs standing so close to each other. "Ummm...ok," she whispered. "Gem," Chibs said as he slowly pulled away from Summer, "it's not what you think. She had a rough night and I was just hugging her." "If you say so," Gemma replied, trying to keep the smile that was playing her lips from bursting through, "That is not the usual 'Chibs and Summer' interaction. This...this was something different." Summer rolled her eyes and went back to setting the table.
Summer walked back into the kitchen when she was done and brewed another pot of coffee. "He's good for you," Gemma said from her place in front of the stove, "It's unexpected, but it would be perfect." Summer turned and looked at her mom. "He isn't too old?" She replied snidely. "Who told you that?" Gemma asked taken aback. "Clay and Jax," Summer replied, "When we said hello and hugged each other. They sensed a different vibe and then Clay proceeded to tell us what would happen if something happened between us. I lost my shit and I bolted and then my evening proceeded to get worse. Which is why I ended it with a sister/brother/Jack Daniels bonding night." Gemma stared at her for a moment unsure of how to respond. "I'm confused about a lot of things right now mom," Summer stated before Gemma got a chance to speak, "I don't know what to do or what is going to happen." "Well it was pretty clear to me what should happen," Gemma replied smiling at her. "It can't happen," Summer sighed, "Clay will tear him limb from limb if he touches me. It's impossible for us to be something more than what we are." "Well you can't stop fate from happening," Gemma replied, "And if something is meant to happen then then it just will. No one can stop it, not even big, mean Clay."
Summer smiled at Gemma and hugged her. "Thanks for being supportive," she replied, "But I think I'm just going to take this one slowly." "Sure sweetheart, that's what they all say," she remarked, raising her eyebrow, "And don't think I don't know about you and Opie." Summer's jaw hit the ground at this revelation. "What... I don't..."Summer stammered. "Save it Sum," Gemma said, "I'm your mother, not one of your clueless, blond haired friends. I've known about Opie since you were 20 years old, but I suspect that you two were sneaking around for awhile before that."
Summer shook her head and closed her eyes. She felt dizzy and nauseous and she had to sit down. "Are you still seeing him?" She asked sitting beside her and putting an arm around her shoulder. "I ended it a couple months ago," Summer replied, "But he is struggling to let me go momma." "That selfish son of a bitch," Gemma remarked, "So I'm assuming that Opie added to your confusion last night?" Summer nodded her head in response and began to feel drained.
"Are you ok sweetheart?" Gemma asked looking concerned, "You looked pale and tired." "I'm really not feeling well," Summer replied, wiping her hand across her forehead. She had broken into a cold sweat and the nauseous feeling intensified. She didn't know what was happening. 'Go lay down in Abel's room." Gemma said quietly, running her hand through Summer's hair, "I think all this stress is getting to you finally. You have been dealing with nursing school full time, working evenings and weekends, homework, the situation with Opie and whatever this is with Chibs. You have hit your wall and you need to rest."
At that moment her whole stomach lurched and she ran through the living room, down the hall and into the bathroom where she emptied the contents of her stomach.
Gemma walked through the living room and Chibs looked up at her with concern in his eyes. "Is she ok?" He asked quietly. "She is hungover Chibs," Gemma answered him, "And that girl has way too much on her plate. She is dealing with too much and she isn't taking proper care of herself. I want her to come home." "Soon Gem," Chibs replied, "She has one more year left and then she will back in Charming where she belongs."
"Chibs, what is going on in that heart of yours?" Gemma asked him candidly, "Did she find a way in to that hardened heart of yours" Chibs smiled in response. Nothing else needed to be said.