Sons of Anarchy

1. Chibs

1. Chibs 
(Y/n) P.O.V.
        When I first met the club I was seven years old, and I had just been dropped off by my parents. Well actually they left me down at the corner, and I walked to the closest place, which happened to be Teller-Morrow. I was so scared that I was shaking. I first met Piney, who took me to the office, and that's where I met Gemma. She got so mad when I told her what happened, and she told me to stay with her.
         The next couple months I went through the process of finding my parents, getting comfortable with the club, accepting Gemma and Clay's as my adopted parents, and getting a brother. While I was going through my whole ordeal Jax was always there to explain things to me, and basically be my best friend. We acted like true siblings, and would always cause trouble. When we got to high school, we met Tara, and I warned Jax what would happen. We got into a big argument over it, so that led me to getting close to Chibs. Chibs would let me ride with him everywhere, he would also try to help with Jax, but that never worked. After graduation Tara left, of course, and Jax kind of went silent. I stayed, going to the technical college in the next town. Jax and I really didn't get back to our old ways.
      As I got older I noticed I needed to be around Chibs, and I didn't realize why until the guys started joking about it. One time a croweater wanted a ride home from him, and he said no immediately. The guys laughed, and said only (y/n), his ol lady, could ride. I won't lie, I felt my heart fall when she asked. Being with him just made everything better.
         The day we found out about Wendy I stayed in his dorm at the clubhouse, because I just needed him. When I heard Tara was Abel's nurse I cursed everything she walked on for coming back, but grateful she saved Abel. While at the hospital Chibs kept whispering in my ear how everything would be alright. He was right even though Jax got back with Tara and the club was going to hell.
      Gemma wasn't too thrilled about Tara being back, but she kept it to herself. Everything pretty much went back to normal. That was until the club found out what Clay and Gemma had been doing behind everyone's back. When they died everything went downhill from there, Jax cut everyone off, I drank myself to blackout every night, and Chibs was trying to hold the club together. One night Chibs was drinking with me, and I told him everything I was holding in my heart. I was a sobbing mess, letting out the love I had for him, the anxiety I had about the club, and how scared I was. After that night Chibs would call me his, and would give me his kutte to wear while we were riding.
       During all this I didn't notice how mentally gone Jax was getting. Granted I would try to talk to him, but he'd say he was fine just getting things done. I never thought in a million years we'd be here burying my brother next his wife, and me taking custody of the boys. Wendy said she'd still be around, but didn't want to take Abel away from Thomas.

       I should've known he was going through things. I should've kept asking him, nag him if I had too. He even had to go out just like his dad, in such a brutal way. How can I raise his sons after I let him die like that.
       I didn't realize I was ranting out loud until I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist, to stop me, but I moved away to continue scrubbing the bar. It felt like if I cleaned every spot away he'd come back, but I knew it wouldn't.
"Lass you need to sit for a minute. You've been cleaning since you woke up." Chibs takes hold of my hand. "Let's go lay down for a bit." He kisses my hair.
"I don't want to lay down." I snatch my hand away. "I need to get this done." I started cleaning the bottles.
"(Y/n) this isn't going to bring him back." He sighs.
"Don't you think I know that! I know I can't do anything to bring him back, but fuck!" I yell in frustration, throwing the towel on the counter as I walk around it, finally noticing the rest of the guys. "I was supposed to help him." I mumble to myself as Chibs walks toward me.
        He doesn't say anything to me or anyone, just picks me up from my thighs, and carries me to his dorm. He sits me down on the bed, and grabs a shirt from his wardrobe.
"Come with me." He walks us to the bathroom.
       He starts the water, letting it get hot, as he helps me undress. Ever since the funeral I've been completely numb, and it just hit me I haven't shower in a week. I rest my head on his chest as the hot water runs over us, with his hands rubbing my back I can actually feel myself relax. I finally let go of all the pain I was holding in, and he'd just hold me. When I stopped crying Chibs turned the water off, and handed me a towel.
"I want you to lay down, and get some rest. The boys are fine." He softly says to me as he gets dressed.
     I nod to him as I lay down in his bed.
"Hey. I need you to speak to me." He kneels over me. "I can't lose you too, Lass. Just please talk to me." He kisses along my jaw.
"I'm just so tired babe." I kiss his cheek then rub my face in his neck.
       He sighs as he lays next to me over the covers. I melt against him when he pulls me in his arms.
"I'll take care of all of you love. You just can't let yourself think you could've changed anything that has happened." He plays with my hair while he gently talks to me. "You did everything you could to help everyone. Jax loved you for that, but he'd hate how you're feeling about yourself." He pulls me face to his, kissing me. "You get your rest, I'll be back with food." He grunts as he stands up.
"Old man." I grumble.
"Your old man." He chuckles as he walks out.
  
        It took a year to get comfortable with everything, but we did it. Thomas and Abel are doing okay. Abel has counseling every Monday and Thursday, and we have to constantly reassure him that no one is going to take him away. Thomas just keeps asking questions about his parents, but he understands they won't be coming back. Chibs has been working hard to get the club in order, but Clay burned a lot of bridges. Overall I have my remaining family, and we are taken care of.