Runaway

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By the time that the boys got out of prison I had already read my fathers manuscript and gave it back to Tara, after all Jax should have it. I will never forget the beginning that mentioned me. "...and to my daughter, Tammy, who I pray will find her way out of this life that I created that gives women little opportunity" I thought about that line as I woke up JJ and brought him to TM early in the afternoon to watch Kozik and some others leave to pick of the boys. I kept on talking to JJ about Juice. I always made sure to show him photos and tell him things like, "your daddy loves you". I know he didn't understand everything but I hope he understood most. So much has changed since Juice got out, I hope he can take it all in.

I had my sweet little six month old JJ Ortiz on my hip at TM waiting for the boys to come back. My mother, now off of house arrest was talking to Tara. I could feel a lump stay in my throat and my stomach drop as soon as I herd the engine from Harley's. It didn't take long for the boys to ride in and park. Juice jumped off his bike and headed to me so fast that I could barely take in his new appearance. His hair was longer and slicked back, his new mustache sat on his lip, and for the first time in over a year I saw him in normal clothing. Juice and Jax looked emotionally older while the older members looked the same. He ran up to me and kiss me passionately, as other men did to their old ladies. As soon as he broke the kiss he looked down to little JJ in my arms and gave the most authentic smile I had ever seen. He stumbled to let out, "Can I hold him?" I didn't waste any time in passing our baby over to Juice. JJ smiled up at Juice and started gripping things like his shirt. I just stood silently in front of them, taking in the scene of JJ being held by his father for the first time. My heart filled up with so much joy as the fact finally hit me. This is my family. I finally have a family to call my own. To me this scene made Juice sexier than ever. Soon I also greeted others including me brother. I whispered during our hug, "Thank you for letting me in to read the manuscript" we broke our hug and Happy walked by rubbing my arm, "Motherhood looks good on you" I hit his arm but couldn't help but smile at Juice and JJ. 

Then I herd Clay's voice, "Chapel ten minutes", so I walked over to my family. I am happy and yet I can't fight the anger of only having him for fifteen minutes before he goes back to the club. I had hope that Juice would be available to make JJ's third round of shot, but even with him home I know there is a lot for me to still do by myself. Juice looked like he didn't want to leave us but I told him he better go. All the guys need to catch up on club stuff and how the zoning and Charming PD has changed in the past year. He walked me over to the SUV and buckled JJ up in his car seat before kissing me and telling me to text him what the doctor says about JJ. My poor baby hated the shots, just like his mama, but he took it like a man, just like is papa. I got confirmation that JJ is healthy, and at a good weight. I am still at the point where I take notes at what the doctor tells me, after all I don't want to go to Tara or my mother about every little thing. By the time that I got home I had enough time to put JJ to sleep. He was so tired from all the crying from the shots. Juice came home right after and didn't waste any time in picking me up and tossing me over his shoulder to claim his "warm" welcome.

The sex was amazing, after all I hadn't had a man in over a year, but the best part was when we just laid in bed together after. No words were really exchanged but it really felt like we didn't need to talk. At the moment all we needed was to hold each other and try to take in our new reality. We only stopped our embrace when the baby started crying, and even then we just threw on some sweats and took him to bed with us. I fed him and Juice watched, this moment was perfect. The only reason why I stopped the moment was because I had to shower and get ready for Opie's and Lyla's wedding. Juice hung out with his son as I got ready and then I took my turn to take care of JJ while Juice hit the shower. Gemma came over to take JJ from my hands so I can have fun and "breast feeding is no longer an excuse for sobriety". She was right tho, I haven't really had any drunk adult fun since I found out I was pregnant. Plus I finally had a date with my man and was a brides maid at the ceremony. By the time Juice got out I smiled at how handsome he looked. Granite he didn't wear a suit or anything, maybe I just missed him so much. I felt like he was still a prospect and I was the sweet high school girl with a giant crush on him.

One big bummer for the day was Juice could not attending the reception. I didn't know what the deal was, but apparently the wedding was a cover for something bigger. I wanted to yell and scream and tell him that my wedding is not going to be a cover for anything, but that would be awkward because one we are not at the stage to talk about marriage, and two, I wouldn't dare say anything against the club. My father's words ran around my head but Juice will never leave the club, and I don't think I could ever leave my family. Juice took me on the back of his bike and drove out to the reservation for the wedding and everything looked beautiful. Juice walked me down the isle right behind Jax and Tara and we waited for the bride. Piney walked Lyla down the isle and I could see Opie tear up, I felt like I was tearing up too. When I wasn't looking at Lyla I was staring at Juice. He may have been one of the loudest to yell, "Treat you as good as my leather, and ride you as much as my Harley." After the ceremony I didn't have much time with him, but he tired to make the best of it. We found a place kinda away from everyone and it almost felt like a date when we danced. After all we are struggling parents now, who knows when the next time will be that we can share moments like this together without any children.

Soon night fell and Juice headed out. I couldn't help but feel lonely as I watched all of the couples dance. The men were on their best behavior treating everyone kindly on this special occasion.  I got a few dances in with Kozik, Clay, ect, but even they headed off early. Opie and Lyla's song came on and I wanted to cry as I watched them. Even the guys that didn't leave with Juice left and I looked around and sure enough all I had was the bar. So I drank, and drunk, and got hammered. Gemma pat my back and told me she would take care of JJ for the night from Anita and headed off.

The guys who left with Clay were the first to come back. Kozik was the first to find me and was not happy seeing me drunk. I tried to shake him off but only really got the chance when I saw Happy looking our way. So I grabbed Happy by his sleeve and pulled him on to the dance floor, "Come on kill'a come dance with me" I'm pretty sure he only danced because I was so pissed drunk and this was the only time we really got to hang since he got back. He gruffed at me in the middle of the dance floor, "you're drunk" I replied by sticking my tongue out at him and sarcastically remarking, "you don't say" I then rested my head on his chest, "please Happy let me feel good tonight. I only want one more dance. I missed you" Normally I wouldn't be this sappy, especially since it was really flirty but I was more leaning on Happy at this point  just to keep my balance. He patted my head and I think he understood what was going on. After the dance I sat with some of the guys, but this time Kozik was keeping a close eye on me, making me sit by him and leaning on him while the few guys left talked.

Juice did come back to the wedding to pick me up, not that he was too happy that I was intoxicated, but screw him I hadn't gotten this drunk since before I was pregnant. I don't remember much but we had to switch Juice's bike for the truck that was driven up. I woke up to Tylenol and some orange juice by the bed and Juice made me breakfast. I walked up behind him hugging him and softly said, "Sorry I got so drunk last night babe" He turned around and kissed my forehead, "Don't be babe Kozik told me how upset you were last night" I looked up and gave him a peck on the lips, then he gave me some pancakes. It was nice having breakfast together without the kid but I am also excited to get my little man back from Gemma when I get off of work. 

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