Chibs had felt awful for his attitude towards Summer in the hospital earlier that day, but he had no idea how to react to this situation. He was beyond angry and he needed to figure things out in his head before he could sit down with Summer and have a rational discussion. He had wanted to go back and see her that night and hold her in his arms and make sure she was ok, but he hadn't been able to bring himself to do it. He knew deep in his heart that Summer hadn't gotten herself pregnant to keep Opie around, but he couldn't see past the anger that waged inside him when he thought about Opie and how selfish he had been.
He sat on his bike which he had driven down to the docks and was watching as the sun began to rise. He had been riding his bike all night, going no place in particular and this was where he had ended up. He pulled a cigarette out of the pack in his kutte and lit it and took a long drag before running a hand through his hair. He knew that the only thing he could do was be the bigger man and do Opie's job for him, love Summer and be a father to that child, because Opie certainly couldn't do it, not without Donna finding out. He couldn't even begin to explain, to anyone, the confusion in his heart. He was absolutely and completely in love with Summer and at this particular moment, he absolutely 100% despised the man Opie had become. He would always love Opie, and Opie would always be his brother, but this was one fuck up that Chibs was sure he could never forgive.
Chibs took a final puff on his smoke and then snubbed it out on the ground just as his phone rang. "Ya," Chibs said tiredly. "Man, where the hell have you been?" Jax said on the other end, "We have chapel in half an hour." "I've been clearing me head Jackie Boy," Chibs replied, "I've been up all night unable to process this bullshit." "I know man," Jax replied, "I'm trying to figure it out myself, but you need to stay strong for her. I talked to her last night after you left and she feels all alone. You are the person she needs the most right now and she feels like you have abandoned her." "I know brother," Chibs grumbled, feeling like a huge asshole, "I'll go see her after chapel." "Tara is taking her home this morning," Jax replied, "She is doing a lot better this morning. You can find her at Gemma's." "Aye," Chibs replied, "I'm on my way."
He tucked the phone back into his pocket and hopped on his bike. He tried his best to push his feelings to the back of his mind and get in the game. He needed to be at his best and he didn't need visions of Summer and Opie clouding his mind.
A little while later Chibs pulled into the parking lot and Opie was just walking out of the clubhouse for a smoke. The moment he saw him everything came flooding back and the rage came over him like a category 5 hurricane. He hung up his helmet and shoved his hands in his pockets to try and prevent himself from punching the asshole in the face as he walked by. However, all bets were off when Opie noticed him and instantly charged towards him. Chibs' guard was up and he knew it was only a matter of time before someone got their ass kicked.
"What the hell Chibs?" Opie yelled at him as he got closer, "Moving in on Summer. She is practically a child... and you..." "Better be careful what you say next boy," Chibs growled quietly. "You're old enough to be her fucking father," Opie continued to yell, "It's disgusting and I don't like it at all. Summer is just looking for a protector, she isn't actually interested in starting a life with an old man like you. 20 year difference man...that's bad..." That was it, as hard as Chibs tried to keep things under control, he couldn't anymore. The more Opie opened his mouth and shot it off, the more he wanted to tear the smug look off of Opie's face. Chibs pulled his hands out of his pockets and he took the first swing just to shut him the hell up. His right fist connected with the right side of his face with a loud, sickening thud and Opie shut right up. Opie looked at Chibs with a sad look on his face, that was until the anger creeped up and spread into his eyes.
"Who the hell do you think yer talkin too Opie?" Chibs cried out, "If there is anyone out there more sick than me, it you brother. Yer one selfish son of a bitch if ye think ye can have both Donna and Summer. Ye had no right going after someone you didn't deserve." In that moment the rage flickered in both their eyes and in a second everything flew out of control. Opie flew at Chibs and knocked him to the ground and was on top of him in seconds. He pulled his fist back and brought it forward with such force that when it made contact with Chibs face, all he could see was black. Chibs was still for a moment as the blackness faded and then he began pounding Opie in the stomach with his fists as hard as he could. He gave just as much as he received and before they knew it, it had all come to an end.
"What the hell is going on here?" Tig yelled out as him and Jax pulled Opie and Chibs apart. "My guess is Summer," Jax replied, receiving a curious glance from Tig who was struggling to keep Chibs from going at Opie all over again. "Get your shit together you two," Jax growled, more to Opie than Chibs, "She doesn't need you two fighting over her, definitely not right now. Opie, pull your head out of your ass. Summer is not yours for the taking and you are not in control of who she falls in love with." Jax pushed Opie in the opposite direction, glared at him and then stormed off towards the garage. "Get to work," he yelled over his shoulder, "We have chapel in 15 minutes."
Tig looked at Chibs in utter confusion. "What I miss brother?" he asked quietly as he watched Opie make his way towards the garage as well. "It's a long story Tiggy," Chibs replied, "And I just don't have the energy to talk about it right now." "Understood," Tig replied as he turned Chibs towards the clubhouse, "You should get yourself cleaned up. It's going to be a long day." Chibs nodded his head in agreement and slowly trudged on towards the clubhouse. Opie had got him good, but Opie had gotten his fair share of bruises as well.
Gemma showed up at the hospital at 9:00 a.m. to pick up Summer and take her home. "Hey sweetheart," Gemma asked her quietly before leaning in to kiss her daughter on the forehead, "How are you feeling?" "I'm tired," Summer replied as she hopped off the bed and grabbed her backpack, "A little depressed. But I'm ready to head back to Stanford this afternoon." Gemma eyed her with worry and concern. "Are you sure that's wise?" Gemma asked her, "After all that you have been through in the last couple days? Are you sure it's safe to make the 2.5 hour drive home today?" "Mom, I'll be ok," Summer replied with a small smile, "I just need to be alone. I need quiet and I need my dorm room. I can't be around all of this drama right now." "Ok, sweetheart," Gemma responded, "Please just be careful and call me as soon as you get home." "I will, please stop worrying," Summer stated, "Could you take me to TM first? I would like to say goodbye to Jax and Tig, maybe Chibs if he is around." Gemma smiled at her and nodded.
They made the 10 minute drive to TM in silence and Gemma pulled the caddy into the parking lot. Summer slowly got out of the truck and made her way to the shop. Opie was hard at work on an engine of a beat up pick up truck and Jax was madly working on his new bike project. He looked up when she approached him. He smiled at her and wrapped his arms around her when she got close enough. "How you feelin Darlin?" he asked quietly after they pulled away. "I'm ok," Summer replied, looking over at Opie, "What the hell happened to him?" Jax turned to look at Opie and then looked back at Summer. It had been about an hour since they pulled Chibs and Opie apart and Opie still hadn't had time to clean up his face. "Chibs and Opie got into it this morning," Jax replied cautiously, "Had to pull them off of each other. They would have killed each other." Summer looked at Jax with concern and then she just felt angry.
Summer angrily reached into her purse and pulled out a little first aid kit that she always carried with her and stormed over to Opie. "Come here," she mumbled, patting a stool next to the truck he was working on. "I'm busy," he grumbled from underneath the hood of the truck. "Get your ass over here and shut up," Summer said with force. She could see Jax smiled and laugh to himself from the corner of her eye. Opie stood up straight and glared at her for a moment. "Now," she said, pointing at the stool. He threw his wrench in the toolbox and wiped his hands off before walking towards her and sitting down. She reached into the kit and pulled out some gauze and some rubbing alcohol and began to clean the blood from his face. He had a couple gashes on his face and she noticed him wince in pain as he sat down. "What are you trying to prove?" Summer asked him quietly, "You can't control me or my life. You need to let this go... and stop picking fights with people. Especially Chibs Ope...he makes me happy and I quite honestly don't care what you think about it." Opie never said a word as she cleaned him up and bandaged him up. "Are we done?" he growled, staring at her in frustration and anger. "Yeah," Summer replied, "Get out of here."
She threw her kit back in her purse, gave Jax a quick kiss on the cheek and quickly made a beeline for the door. "Hey," Jax called out, "I'm sorry for him." She turned to look at him. "Would you expect anything less from him Jax?" she asked sarcastically, "I wouldn't expect anything else... Is Chibs in the clubhouse?" Jax nodded his head in response. "Be safe Sum," he called out, "Call me when you get home." She waved at him and made her way to the clubhouse.
She walked through the open door and down the hall to the common area and found Chibs sitting at the bar with his back facing the counter. He turned and looked at her and she quickly made her way to him. The black eye had formed pretty quickly, it was a nasty shiner, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. She felt horrible and knew that this was her fault. "Jesus," she whispered. "It's nothing love," Chibs replied quickly, "Don't worry about it." "Let me clean you up at least," Summer offered as she pulled out her first aid kit again. Chibs sat there and didn't make a fuss as she cleaned up. "He hit you pretty hard here," Summer said quietly as she continued to clean up the gouge right on his cheek bone on the right hand side of his face, "It won't stop bleeding. Maybe Tara could stitch you?" "I'll Jax to call her," Chibs replied quietly, "Thank you fer cleaning me up Sum."
Summer smiled at him slightly and once she was done, she leaned in and gently kissed him on the lips. She was hurt when he barely responded to it. "Are you ok?" she asked him, afraid to hear his answer. Chibs sat on the stool in silence for what felt like an eternity before he reached down and grabbed her hands in his. "Summer, you're beautiful and amazing..." Chibs replied, "But I can't do this... I thought I could, but I can't compete with him. I can't keep getting my ass kissed because he can't handle seeing you with another man. Once this blows over, then maybe we can talk about doing this, but I think we just need to give it some time." Summer looked at him, the hurt very evident in her eyes and she tried to fight the tears that sprang to her eyes in that moment. "I thought I could count on you..." Summer whispered, "Clearly I was wrong... things get hard and obstacles fall in the way and you run... I need someone that will be there for me anyways, so I'm ok with your decision." He opened his mouth to say more but she stopped him. "Forget it Chibs... it's ok," Summer replied, "It's for the best."
With that, she turned her back on him and stormed out of the clubhouse, letting the tears fall down her cheeks, to where Gemma was waiting for her in the caddy. She didn't look back as Gemma drove her back to her apartment.