Alessia awoke a few hours later to an empty bed. Shouldn't have expected his ass to stay here. She slowly rolled over and put her feet on the floor, taking in the sight of herself in the mirror. Her hair was a tangled mess, her lips puffy from the feverish kissing, and what looked to be a faint hickey on her neck. She was going to kill that fucker, no one marked her and this wasn't high school anymore. Glaring at it she got up and started getting ready for her day as she heard a distant thundering, a storm was coming

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It was around two o'clock when Alessia had finished all of her much needed errands and it was pouring. She had finished loading her groceries as fast as she could, trying to avoid getting drenched, and was putting her key in the ignition to turn it over, when nothing happened. She tried turning the key again, nothing again.

"Goddamn it!" She shouted angrily, slamming her hands on her steering wheel. This shit cannot be happening right now. Calming herself, she knew what she had to do. Slowly leaning over to the passenger seat she reached her hand into her large purse and began fishing for her phone. Here we go.

'Teller-Morrow. This is Gemma, how can I help you?"

'Hi, I uh am kind of broke down over here at the grocery store, could you send someone out to me?" Alessia said warily into the phone, she hadn't heard the voice Gemma Teller in years.

'Sure thing sweetheart, I'll send someone right out. What's your name?"

"Alessia." She replied, slowly, not wanting Gemma to know just yet.

"Okay hun, I'll send someone."

Alessia breathed a sigh of relief as she mumbled a thank you and hung up. Well that was done. All that was left now was to wait, which wasn't long. Within 10 minutes a tow truck was pulling up just as she had started to lean against the back of her car, crossing her arms and legs. The rain had stopped 5 minutes before hand and she had gotten out to watch the pale grey clouds slowly roll by. Bolting straight, she watched the familiar face of Opie get out of the cab of the truck. Well fuck she said to herself, knowing things were about to get awkward.

"Car troubles?' Opie asked eyeing her while starting to hook her car up.

"Yea. She won't turn over."

"She?" He asked. Thinking it over before it dawned on him. "You still name your cars?"

"To answer your question, her name is Daisy.' She said crossing her arms and smiling.

"Some things never change." He replied, letting go a small smirk. "Go ahead and get in the truck, I'll be done in a minute."

After making sure her car was secure Opie opened the driver's side door and hopped in. Starting the truck up he looked at her with longing eyes. "So where do you want to start? Why you left or why you decided not to tell anyone, not even the guy you were engaged to?"

Taking a deep, steady breath in then letting it out, she opened her mouth.

"Ope, I'm really sorry, but it was for the best. You guys don't know what it was like with her. She was a fucking monster when we were alone Ope. I couldn't take it anymore. I knew if I stayed here I would end up just like her because I would always be stuck with her and her fucking legacy," she took a breath "the druggie whore's daughter. I couldn't take being known for that and the fact I was with you, the son of Son, made it look worse. Look I'm sorry, I couldn't say goodbye because I knew you guys would try to stop me and I knew I couldn't handle that. I'm sorry Ope." She finished off, finally taking her eyes off of him and looking down at her hands.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you ask us to help you?" He asked in a steady voice, slowly pulling the tow truck onto the road. She took a few seconds before finally answering.

"I tried to ask for help Opie, but every time I did she would act completely sane and normal, then would beat the hell out of me once it was all over. There was no getting away from her unless I ran. I waited until I was 18 and headed to Florida…to find my father." She cast a gaze over towards him, watching his eyes harden and his grip on the steering wheel tighten.

"You ran from here to your fucking coke kingpin father? Are you fucking serious Allie?" He snapped. She looked back down at her hands, trying to find the words.

"Yes, I did Ope, and he took me in and gave me the life I never had. He protected me with his life and made sure no one ever touched me like my mother had, talked to me like my mother had, or took advantage of me like that biker whore had. I never" she spat at him "had to worry about a fucking thing. I got to focus on my life, my future! Which, hey, turned out pretty fucking good." Alessa finished cockily referring to her career.

The rest of the ride to TM was silent. Opie had just stared at the road. When they had pulled in and Opie had stopped the truck she jumped out, ready for round 2 of the questions, this time from the Queen herself. She adjusted her purse and made her way to the office. She walked through the open door, leaving Opie behind before he could ask her anything else.

Gemma was on the phone as she took a seat across the messy, paperwork covered desk, but when she looked up the smile she had faded and she told the person on the other end she needed to go.

"Alessia Adams, my god. Look at you all grown up. Where the hell have you been darlin?" Gemma asked, getting up to pull her out of the chair and into a hug. "I can't believe it, Allie Lynn is home"

Alessia smiled, hearing Gemma use her name like that. It reminded her of all the hours she had spent helping Gemma when she was younger. The two had always had an unmistakable bond with each other and when times would get rough with her mother Gemma had always taken her in. She had always treated Alessia like the daughter she had never had and would always spoil her rotten when she had the chance.

"It's actually Alessia Demario now. Dr. Alessia Demario." She grinned at Gemma.

"You're married now and a damn doctor? What do you have kids too now?" She asked, her eyes narrowing in on Alessia who started laughing.

'No, no no no. I actually took on my father's legal last name after I left and moved in with him. Not married and no kids, thank god." She added, looking out the window at the activity outside.

"Oh, well that's good. Ope take you being back very well?" Gemma asked, as she too looked out the window, her eyes following Opie as he started working on Alessia's car. "You know he's married now right? Got 2 kids with her."

"That's nice. I'm glad he found someone who could love him back. What's her name?" Alessia asked, feeling relieved by the news for some reason.

"there's that cold hearted bitch I raised. Her name is Donna. Think you may have went to school with her." Gemma said as she got up from her chair. "Listen, we are having a welcoming home party tonight for my grandson Abel." She took a second taking in Alessia's confused face. "Jax's junkie whore ex. Don't ask." She stated leaning in to hug Alessia. "Why don't you come over. Let me get someone to take you home really quick so you can get ready. You can come help me setup," Gemma smiled "just like old times."

Smiling, Alessia repeated her words "Just like old times." Heading for the door she heard Gemma call to someone. Slowly turning around she saw the one face she wished she hadn't. Great! Just what I need, this asshole."

'You need a ride little girl." Happy rasped as he came to a halt in front of her.

"No thank you. Could you go tell Gemma I would like someone else to take me? I'll wait here." She said, point both her index fingers at the ground where she stood, cocking her left hip out.

"Nah, nobody else is available. Its either me or you walk that fine ass home." He said, looking her up and down. He was liking what he saw. She was in a pair of tiny jean shorts, a short sleeved white V-neck that showed off her hoisted up tits, aviators, and knee high black gladiator sandal. Her long black hair was in 2 thick braids, falling down a little past her breasts. She look damn good he thought. When he spotted a slight bruising on her neck, he smiled as he slowly reached out to touch it, remembering him sucking on her neck as he had thrusted into her.

Alessia was contemplating if she should just let the asshole take her home when she saw Opie jogging out of the garage towards them. He slowed his pace as they both suddenly noticed Happy's hand moving towards her throat. She swiftly moved her arm up, slapping his hand away from her.

"Hey Alessia, you forgot your keys in your car." Opie said as he closed in, eyeing the situation. "We good here?" he asked, looking from her to Happy.

"Yea brother, just taking a lady home." He replied as if she were just another customer, not a woman who he had fucked that morning then held possessively as she fell asleep. Well fuck you too douchebag.

That's when Opie noticed the mark on Alessia's neck and he realized what Happy was reaching for. "Who the hell did that to your neck?" He asked, not seeing Happy tense next to him.

"Why don't you ask the asshole next to you, the asshole who decided to drop my car off to me early this morning. The same asshole who then pinned me to my wall before having mind blowing sex with me and then leaving as soon as I fell asleep exhausted." Alessia said, staring Happy straight in his dark eyes. She grabbed her keys out of Opie's hand, spun herself around and walked back towards Gemma's office saying, loud enough for them both to hear,

"Fucking cock-sucking piece of shit."

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