Sister Of A Son {COMPLETED}

thirty five.

Jace was as good as dead. He was going to die anyways.

Juice opened the door and walked to me. He looked at me.

"Some kind of torture you were doing here."

"The shoulder was from Jax and the other two were from me."

Juice took my gun. "I want a shot in there."

"God, please, no." Jace said as he held his hand up.

Juice shot his hand. "Oops, it slipped."

"I think he's had enough. 6 hours for the 6 times he's hit me." I said.

"Do it." Tig said.

"I think I want to be alone while I do it." I turned around and looked at them.

Jax and Juice both shook their heads.

"I'm watching. I want to see this bitch die." Jax said.

I nodded. "Okay."

Everyone else left and I looked at Jace.

"Want to say anything before you die? I'll be nice and give you that."

He looked me dead in the eyes, emotionless. "Say goodbye."

I was almost scared. I didn't show it.

I aimed the gun at his head. I pulled the trigger and he fell to the ground. It felt good to shoot all my problems.

What did he mean by 'say goodbye'? Was something coming? I seriously hope not.

Juice pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead.

"Nothing will ever happen again."

I looked at Jax. "What do we do with the body?"

"We take it, hide it in the woods, and get the prospects to clean up this mess." Jax said.

I nodded.

"Are you okay?" Juice pulled away from me and looked at me.

"Yeah. I'm happy I don't have to deal with his shit anymore."

"We still need to track his boys down. You aren't completely safe." Jax said.

-

I got my boys and went home. Juice was at the clubhouse. As usual.

"Mommy?" Finn asked.

I looked up from Sulley. "Yes?"

"Are you feeling better? Daddy said something bad happened to you."

"Yes, Finn, I'm okay."

He looked down and then back up at me. "What happened?"

I couldn't tell him that Jace nearly beat me to death.

"Someone hurt me." Is all I said.

"I'm glad you're home."

I smiled.

Opie walked through the door. "Is this a bad time?"

I shook my head. "No, come in. Sorry about the mess."

I got up and cleaned up as he sat on the couch.

"How are you? I'm sorry I haven't been to visit much."

"No, it's okay. You're a married man now. I get it." I smiled.

"How are you?" He asked.

"I've been better. How is everything?"

"It's good, honestly. Lyla and I are doing good." He said.

"Well, I'm happy for you, Op." I smiled.

"Thank you," he said and smiled, "where's Juice?"

I shrugged. "The clubhouse, I think."

"I was just there and he wasn't."

I frowned. Did he lie to me? Where could he be? So many questions were swirling around in my head.

"Do you have to go back?"

He nodded. "Yeah."

I stood up. "Could you put Finn in his car seat while I got Sulley?"

"Absolutely." He got up and I went upstairs.

I went into the boys' room and easily picked up Sulley from his crib. He didn't wake up.

He rested his head on my shoulder and I grabbed the diaper bag. Walking downstairs, Opie watched me with a puzzled face.

"What?" I asked and stopped walking.

"Where are you going?" He asked as he crossed his arms.

"The clubhouse. Why?"

"Nothing.." He trailed off.

"Opie, you're either a horrible liar or I can tell when anyone is lying. What is it?"

Opie sighed. "We're going to take a vote on whether or not to deal drugs."

"What?"

He nodded. I went outside, put Sulley in his car seat, and got in, driving to the clubhouse.

"Hey, Miles, come here." I said.

He looked at Filthy and said a few words before coming over to me.

"What is it?"

"Watch them for a minute, will you?" I asked.

"Sure, but what do I do-"

I walked off and went into the clubhouse. Chibs looked at me.

"What are you doing here? Where's Juice?"

"That's why I'm here. He told me he was here and Opie said he wasn't."

"I think we have a liar on our hands." He said.

I rolled my eyes. "Look, I know about the drugs. You can't do it. You have to vote no."

He looked at me. "Why?"

"It's going to do more harm than good. Trust me on this. Try to change their minds."

"I'll do what I can."

He walked away and Jax came up to me.

"Where's Juice?"

"I wouldn't be here if I knew." I said flatly.

Then, Juice walked through the door and his expression softened.

"Allie, what are you doing here?"

I walked away from him and out the door.

"Allie, wait-"

I whipped around. "Why'd you lie?"

He sighed. "I can't exactly tell you."

I wanted to say so many things to him. I bit my tongue though. I hated liars, even if it wasn't that big of a deal. My whole life people have lied to me, and for stupid reasons. It was a big deal.

"Okay." I turned back around and walked to the car.

"I want to," his voice risen, "but I can't."

"Of course you can't." I said to myself.

I stopped and turned around. He still stood there.

"I know about you voting over drugs." I said.

He nodded. "I think it's a bad idea."

"It is." I agreed.

"I'm sorry." He finally said.

"Why can't you tell me?"

He looked over his shoulder then back to me. "I will. Just not here."

I turned and walked away. Miles walked past me and I got into the car.

I took the boys to the park. I needed to get away.