This Charming Life [Chibs Telford]

Chapter 27: Combustable

CHIBS POV

"It's not my damn bloody fault! How the hell Ya gonna blame this on me! I didn't tell her to go fight her! I didn't do shit! Your the one keeping her from me!" I was so fed up with Otto running me over all the time for no reason.

"You keep letting her do whatever the hell she wants as long as she will climb into bed with you! You don't give a shit if she gets killed, hurt, thrown in jail! You seen that ugly scar on her leg?! Yeah that was all you! She would be happy and fine right now if not for you!" I can't believe he just said that

"Yeah-yeah that's exactly what fucking happens.... every night I don't even give her a choice I just fucking hit er and rape er. Yeah heard it right big daddy, little girl ain't so little anymore" he looked so pissed off

"Oh you motherfucker.." he lunged at me and I lunged at him, I can't- I won't take this anymore.

"Hey! Calm it down!" Opie yelled, Brad grabbing Otto and Kozik holding me back.

"You two need to cool this about RJ, and Otto your girls happy leave it hat way. Keep this up he might leave her cause her dad is out of control! Chibs go home son, Otto stay here tonight. Tomorrow I will get the information on her case she if her bail is up, in the mean time if I see you two fight or yelling as acting president I'll strip both your patches" I stormed out finding my bike and sitting there for a second.

"Son!" I looked up to see Brad walking over here, hell he want.

"You can't keep hurting her" he said sitting down on a bike beside me, what the hell?

"That was a load of BS man." I said taking a smoke from my cut

"That's clear, I'm talking about letting her be who she wants let her go Filip... she don't wanna be tied down and babied. She want to fight and shoot and end up in jail, take her off her leash man." who the hell is this guy

"Go to hell Brad" with my final word I pulled out wanting to get home and try my best at sleeping

RJS POV

My cell was cold and dark, no cell mate. People with fight charges don't get cell mates, apparently I'm too threating.

Out of all the crimes I have actually committed one beat down lands me in a county cell. This is bullshit completely bull, I swear if Alyssa presses charges I will put a hit on her.

Next morning I was tired, sober, and pissed the fuck off. I refuse to eat this gruel they claim to be food. Prison food is just like school food just more watery....

I hated this orange damn outfit, orange makes me look so terrible. My only other fear was the guys seeing me out in the yard, Clay and Jax will flip shit. The male yard and female are only separated by a double chain link....

The sun was so so hot probably like 100, this shirt and pants was not helping. I stayed by the opposite fence watching the groups and gangs. I need protection or I will be in the ground soon, all these girl sizing me up looking at me.

There was the groups of black girls, the group of prosutes, the for sure lesbians, then the white girls, and the small number of Mexican girls. Well better move fast, if anyone fights I will kill.

"Aye! My white sisters! What's happening? New girl in the bars, RJ" I greated very friendly gaining there trust

"Aye RJ I'm Mac" a girl with stringy semi ginger hair spoke up as the leader

"Whatcha get busted for?" Some other girl said sitting on a table

"Beating this skank Into hell at the SAMCRO club house" they looked at me approving and nodding.