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I was reeling, sitting at the bar, listening to the guys talk about how delicious Brianna looked at the meeting. I wanted to shut them up but I didn't need them asking questions.
She had looked so good, a downright walking living wet dream. If I could have touched her I would have. All her attention was on Happy. She only grazed over me, her dad looked at me with the utmost look of disgust on his face and when he spit on the ground, I was sure it was meant for me.
"He hates me!" I spoke, my fingers running over the freckles that dotted her cheeks and nose. They seemed to appear out of nowhere.
"He doesn't!" Her voice was quiet and sleepy. Her eyes half closed.
"Yes uh."
"If he did you wouldn't be here now." She opened her eyes and looked at me. "Give him a reason and he'll hate you. He likes you. He never eats with a man he dislikes."
"I love you Brianna."
"I love you too Juan Carlos."
I opened my eyes only to meet the glare of Happy who was standing at the pool table. I didn't break it. I wanted to let him know I wasn't about to be intimidated by a man name Happy.
I knew it wasn't smart to challenge Happy, I've seen him at work. He got pleasure out of torturing people. I couldn't help it, I just wanted to win Brianna back.
"Hey." Lyla said. "You ok?" Her voice sounded genuine.
"I think so." I smiled at her weakly and allowed her to lead me outside. when we were far enough to keep our conversation private we stopped.
"Spill it!"
"I'm in love with Happy's girlfriend." I looked at her face.
"Fuck, Juice." She pulled me into a hug.
"I had her first." I stepped back from her.
"Dish."
And dish I did, I told her everything. Even about getting Brianna's cousin pregnant. Something I hadn't even told Brianna.
"Geez." Was all that she could get out. She looked sad for me. I felt bad for unloading my bullshit on her but I felt I could trust her with it.
"I know." We shared one more hug before she walked back to the clubhouse. I slid to the ground and rested against the fence. Taking time to regain my composure.
I don't know how long I was sitting in the corner, but I only got up when I saw an out of place sports car pull into the compound. It was sleek and black. A big H was on the back window. I walked over and stopped when Brianna got out. She was dressed down. She didn't look like she had earlier, she was dressed like a teenager.
Basketball shorts hung low on her hips, and hit just above her knees, her shirt didn't cover anything besides her chest, it looked like she had cut it that way. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail. It was the only thing that looked like it took time to do. Her feet were in socks with little marijuana leafs all over them, that made me smile, and she was wearing those annoying nike slip on sandals. I hated those.
"Damn." I said to myself as I took in the sight if her leaning against her car. A phone pressed to her ear. Her free hand was waving frantically. I moved closer and could make out what she was saying, I couldn't understand it on the account I didn't speak Russian but I could tell she was mad by her tone.
I felt like a creep for watching from the shadows but I had no other choice, if I approached her she would try to get rid of me plus I'd have to answer to Happy. I didn't want to have that fight just yet.
I snuck past her and into the clubhouse, looking for Happy. I wanted to tell him but then again I didn't want to say shit to him just yet. The good guy in me won.
"Hap, Brianna is outside." I said to him in passing, he was leaning against the bar, chatting up Jax.
"Ok." Was all he said.
I walked into my room and locked the door behind me. Sitting at the desk I pulled out a joint and lit it up. I took a long pull and closed my eyes, letting it work its way thru my system.
"Joints are for losers." Her voice was raspy as she looked at me. "Blunts are better." She pulled a box from under her bed and opened it, revealing a variety of weed and paraphernalia.
"Blunts take too much time to roll." I took a hit of my joint as she pulled out her grinder, a wrap, and weed and went to work.
She made it look easy, her fingers rolled a perfect blunt in three minutes. It was a work of art, made me second guess wanting to smoke it.
"A masterpiece." She marveled at her work as she passed it to me. "Save it for later." She smiled and I tucked it away, in a pack of cigarettes I made the habit of carrying around, just for this exact purpose.
"Shush." I leaned over and kissed her. Her mouth tasted like bubblegum, it always did. I never asked her why. I just enjoyed the taste of it.
"That tongue tho Juan." She winked at me as she pushed the box back under the bed.
"Bad?" I suddenly felt really self conscious.
"No, I liked it." She pulled me down on top of her.
I opened my eyes and smiled at the memory. We never could agree about how to smoke, I wonder if she still did or did being a doctor keep her away from it. I especially wondered if her mouth still tasted like bubblegum.
I finished my joint and stubbed it out on the desk. I felt a new sense of confidence and left my room. I wasn't going to hide because she showed up, I'd be like the guys and watch her from afar and think about her in the shower later while taking care of my chub.
SOASOASOA
I sat next to Happy on the picnic table. Now wearing his shirt after he freaked out on me about my cut off shirt.
"Bri." He started, his voice was low and harsh. "Don't come around here dressed like this again."
"Whatever." I replied, not wanting to hear what he had to say about my attire.
"Hey, look at me mamas." His voice had thawed in a matter of seconds. "I only freaked because I care, I'd kill one of my brothers if they looked at you wrong and disrespected you."
"Alright." I let out an annoyed sigh.
"Seriously, you're gonna be a fuckin' pain in my ass?" He tugged on my ponytail and I couldn't stay mad at him.
"No." I smiled at him. "Sorry."
"Don't apologize, I like what I saw and I'm sure Juice did too." He laughed.
"What?"
"He saw you out here and told me about it." He squeezed my knees and moved higher up and squeezed my thighs.
"Stop." I looked at him and smiled. "At home. I'll let you see what's under these shorts."
"Or how about I take you to my room and see if you can actually be quiet?" He winked at me, and stood, pulling me off the table. He lead me to the clubhouse, not stopping to talk to anyone, he was on a mission to get in my shorts and he was not going to let anyone stop him from completing the mission.
"Hap." I tried to protest, but it was too late. We were in his room and he locked the door behind us.
"Bri." He moaned into my neck as he pressed me against the wall. He pulled my shorts off and turned me around, pulling at the bow that decorated the top of my thong. "A present for me?" He laughed.
"Yeah." My breath caught in my throat. He pulled it down and ran a finger over my pussy, making me gasp, before dipping between my lips.
"You're ready." He entered me and I bit my arm to prevent a scream that threatened to escape me.
My head spun at the sensation that was coursing thru me. Him being inside of me always made me go over the top, but I had to keep quiet, but when he pulled out of me I couldn't help but let out a whimper in disappointment. He turned me around and lifted me slightly, I wrapped my legs around his waist. Biting his neck as he thrust into me. He was always hard and rough but made sure I was taken care of before him.
"Come for me Bri." He sunk his teeth into my neck as I climaxed. He picked up his pace, letting know he was riding the edge of his own climax.
"Happy." I moaned against his mouth. "Come for me baby." He thrust a few more times before he emptied himself into me.
He collapsed against me and kissed my neck before he let me down. "I guess you can be quiet." He grabbed my ass. "Get cleaned up and I'll see you out there." He pulled up his jeans and smiled at me before he exited the room.
I quickly cleaned myself up and looked in the mirror groaning at the red mark on the side of my neck. I smiled at my reflection, remembering the first time Happy tried to have sex with me.
"I am not fucking you." I looked at him.
"Why the fuck not Brianna?" He straddled my lower half.
"I don't know where your dick has been!" I yelled at him and he pinned my arms above my head.
"It's been in my pants." He licked between my breasts, making me moan.
"When was the last time you were tested?"
"For what?" He looked at me and smirked.
"My point exactly. Go to the clinic and get tested and if you're clean, I'll fuck you."
"Fine." He climbed off of me and left as quickly as he came.
A week later he showed up with a clean bill of health and we fucked like rabbits that night.
I smiled to myself as I left the room to join Happy. Only to run into Juan.
"Hi." His voice was low.
"Hey." I offered him a friendly smile. "You good?
"Huh?" He looked at me like I had just asked him to solve a math problem.
"You good?" I repeated myself, already knowing he was far from good.
"I'm good." He lied.
"Still finding it easy to lie to my face?" I let out a low laugh.
"Sorry." I rolled my eyes and walked away from him. So much for another attempt at making shit between us less awkward and more cordial.
SOASOASOA
I slapped myself when I was in the privacy of the bathroom. I fucked up again. I don't even know why I lied to her. It wasn't like I couldn't be honest with her this time. I just chose the coward's route. I splashed water on my face and wiped it dry with a scratchy paper towel.
"Get it together Juan." Her voice invaded my ears.
I closed my eyes and hoped a memory would take over, but no such luck. I slammed my palms against the porcelain sink and yanked open the door to exit. Almost colliding into Happy's favorite sweetbutt.
"Hey." I reached out and touched her arm. "How would you like to make some extra cash?"
"I'm listening."
"I need you to push up on Happy in front of that girl he's with." I looked her in the eyes and could tell she was thinking about it.
"That foreign bitch? She won't even come near me."
"She has a slight superiority complex." I lied, I knew Brianna gave everyone a chance and it was up to them if they wanted to be friendly with her or not.
"Sure, I'll do it. Cash now." She held out her hand and I pulled out my wallet, and fished out a few bills and gave them to her.
"Thanks." I said softly.
"Anything, I miss Happy. He's a fantastic lay." She laughed.
"You haven't had me yet." I winked at her and walked off.
I was sitting against the bar when the sweetbutt approached Happy. Brianna was off in the corner talking with Tig and Bobby, but her eyes were locked on the exchange. I could see her getting mad. This was going to be good. The sweetbutt had her arms around Happy and he was trying his best not to hit her and like a flash Brianna was by them.
"Fall back." Brianna stepped between the sweetbutt and Happy.
"He was mine first." The sweetbutt spat.
"He's mine now."
"He'll be mine tonight." She pushed Brianna back into Happy and he moved to grab the sweetbutt but Brianna's arm stopped him.
"Look, he's mine. I don't care if you had him first. That's in the past and I'm glad his taste in women approved vastly. If you touch me again I will hurt you, if you touch him, I will hurt you. If you come in a five foot radius of him again I will hurt you."
"You fuckin' done yet princess?" She crossed her arms over her chest. "You obviously don't know how shit works in a MC. These men aren't faithful when their women are out of sight. What do you think us sweetbutts and croweaters are around for? We aren't here for conversation, we're here to fuck them."
"I know exactly how this shit works, you're here reaching for something. You think any of these men are gonna claim your ass? As soon as a younger sweetbutt comes along, you're gone."
"You hope."
"I know. You touch him again, I'll hurt you."
As if she didn't understand the threat she reached around Brianna and touched Happy. Brianna made a swift move and her head slammed against the sweetbutt's face. Blood went everywhere. I got up and moved to stop it but Chibs stopped me.
The sweetbutt dropped and Brianna straddled her, pulling out a knife. It looked sharp and she held it to the woman's face. "Let's give you the joker's smile." She went to press harder but Happy lifted her up. Carrying her outside.
"Well I'll be damned, Happy found himself a killer." Bobby shook his head as Lyla and I moved to tend to the sweetbutt.
SOASOASOA
"What the fuck was that?" Happy rubbed his chest and looked at me. "You're mean as fuck."
"I told her not to touch you. You're mine, I fuckin' hate sharing these days." I shrugged and trailed a finger over his tense jaw line. "Plus I thought those sluts knew their place. Should have let me cut her."
"You're ok?" He was smiling at me now.
"I am fine, let me finish her off. I swear Hap, I'm pissed off."
"I can't, we don't need a body in the clubhouse." He laughed and it soothed my anger a bit.
"You really fucked her?" I shook my head.
"Yeah, for my pleasure not hers." He didn't meet my gaze. "Haven't been with anyone since you and I started fuckin' around."
"I believe that." I grabbed the waist of his jeans and tugged on them. "You're mine. I plan to mark my territory."
"Is that right?" His face was smug. "I'd like to see you try."
"You afraid of a branding iron?" I gave him a devious smile.
"No. Haven't used a proper one." He narrowed his eyes. "You want to brand me?"
"Yeah."
"You're crazy." He chuckled. "I love it."
"You're scaring my patients Lowman." I walked out of my office and greeted him. He was sitting in the corner scowling at the receptionist.
He shrugged at me.
"Why are you here?"
"My ma and aunt said it was your first day." He pulled me into the seat next to him.
"It is." I frowned.
"How is it?"
"It's fun, I like seeing the before and afters."
"Good. You kill anyone yet?" He smirked.
"Not yet." I smiled.
"You're crazy, I swear." He shook his head and stood up. "I'll see you around." I watched him walk off. He was a mystery, I assumed he would be an ultimate ass but he proved me wrong all the time.
"Bri, can we talk?" Jax asked, he seemed to appear out of nowhere.
"Sure." I looked at Happy before standing up and walking away to where Jax was standing and lighting another cigarette. I'd have to talk to him about that one day.
"Thanks." He said as he blew out smoke. "I appreciate the favor." He looked at me and smiled.
"No problem." I grabbed the cigarette from him, but he made no protest. "You're too cute to be smoking these things Teller." I tossed it to the ground.
"That's a new line." He laughed.
"It's the truth, if I was into white boys, I'd consider letting you talk to me." I winked at him.
"You're something else." He shook his head. "I got someone who wants to meet with you about guns. He's interested in buying a lot."
"Alright, I mean I guess I can do you another favor, but I gotta cash in the one you owe me."
"Anything for you darlin', lay it on me." He looked me in the eyes.
"I hadn't really thought about what to ask for, I don't think you have anything I need."
"Drugs, pussy, violence."
"I'm a doctor, I don't do drugs, pussy isn't for me unless I'm drunk, and I have plenty of violence in my life already." I smiled at him.
"You're a doctor? You look too young."
"Plastic surgeon." I stated. "I'm practically an old woman, I just age well."
"Alright, well let's work this out. What do you need?"
"I need you to look me in my eyes and tell me that if I do make a deal with whoever you're talking about, that if for some reason shit goes south and I get screwed over, you'll be on my side."
"I'll be on your side." He rasped. "Let's shake on it."
We shook hands and smiled.
"Teller, if you go back on this I won't be a happy camper." I walked away and left him with that.
"What did he want?" Happy pulled me between his legs and rested his chin on my head.
"Another favor." I sighed and melted against Happy. "I can trust him right?"
"I trust him." His voice was low and serious. I just nodded and watched Jax walk off.
A/N: I feel like I may have jammed a lot into this chapter, but let me know what you guys think. (:
