Munson (Chibs Telford)

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"Get out of my house you ungrateful bitch!" My mother screamed as I grabbed my bags from my room. "Gladly."

I kissed my little brother goodbye and packed my shit into the back of my '04 Chevy Camaro. The drive to Charming was only about 6 hours so I decided to call my dad. It rang a few times before someone picked up.

"Bobby's phone, Tig speaking." I heard from the other side of the phone. "Tiggy! It's Anna. Can you put my dad on?" I asked. Tig was always good to me when I was a kid, like an Uncle. About 3 minutes later I heard my dad's voice. "Anna? What's wrong kid?" He asked. "Can I stay with you for a little? Mom and I really had it out and she kicked me out." I told him. "Of course dear! I still have your room at my house." He sounded so excited. "Can I come today?"

"Sure doll. Do you remember where the clubhouse is?" He asked. "Yeah I think I can remember." I told him. The phone call was over shortly after that and I turned the dado up.

I made it to Charming in a little under 6 hours and I made my way to the SAMCRO clubhouse. I pulled into the teller-morrow parking lot and walked inside. "HONEY IM HOME!" I yelled as I walked to the bar. "Guys! This is my daughter Anna." My dad smiled, "Anna I'm sure you remember Clay, Piney, and Tig. This is Jax, Chibs, Happy, Opie, Half sack, Gemma, Tara, and Juice." Bobby smiled and pointed to everyone while saying their names. I waved and hugged my dad tight.

"What's it been kid? 12 years? How old are you now?" Piney asked me. "Yeah just about 12. Im 20 now." I smiled hugging him. He looked pretty bad, and oxygen tank on his side.

Next I hugged Tig and Clay. Followed by Jax and Opie, I thought they were so cool when I was a kid. "How are ya, love." A Scottish accent coming from the man my dad called "Chibs" asked me. I looked over to him, he had two huge scars going from ear to ear on both sides of his mouth. "I'm very good, how are you Scotty?" I laughed. "Watch it Chibs that's my little girl." Bobby pressed into Chibs as he walked over to me. I laughed and saw Chibs eye me up and down. I was wearing shorts, a tight black shirt, my leather jacket, and vans (skate shoes). I looked good. My long blond hair was pulled back into a pony tail and I didn't have much makeup on.

They asked me so many questions about myself, most of them didn't believe I was Bobbys kid, probably because I'm 5'2 and I weigh about 90 pounds. I was rather small, always have been. I cracked open a beer and lit a cigarette inhaling deeply. I let out the smoke and walked over to my dad. "I'm so glad you're here, darlin. I really missed you." He smiled. It was half past 8 and I heard a bunch of cars roll in. "A party?" I asked looking to my dad. "A welcome home party." Tig told me. I laughed at that, this was a party for the Sons to get laid.

"Shots my loves." I giggled pulling Bobby and Tig to the bar. "You're not even old enough to drink, love." Chibs grinned pulling out a bottle of Jack Daniels. "Doesn't mean I can't hold my liquor, sweetheart. You do know who my dad is." I pressed, grabbing the bottle from the 6'2 man standing before me.

Before I knew it I was completely wasted and almost every guy in the club was with some girl, croweaters. The only boys that didn't have some whore on them were my dad, Chibs, and Jax. Opie had gone home to Donna and the kids a few hours ago. I walked over to Jax, stumbling and almost falling. "Do you have a spare bed here, love? I'm a bit tipsy." I asked, probably slurring my words. "Chibs why don't you bring her to yours? Probably the cleanest." My dad laughed. Chibs nodded and picked me up, noticing I wouldn't make it there on my own. He held me bridal style through the club house until we made it to a door.

Inside it was pretty clean. The bed was made and he had red satin sheets with a black Duvet. "Sleep here love. You can wear my clothes." He laughed setting me on the bed and handing me an over sized white v-neck and a pair of pants. "I don't think I can do it on my own." I slurred. He nodded and I sat up.

Chibs took my shirt and bra off and placed his shirt on me, then he took off my shorts and shoes to place his own pants on me. "Lay with me." I pouted. He nodded before taking his shirt off and placing new sweats on himself. He got into bed with me and I laid my head on his chest. "Thanks Chibs." I slurred before sleep took over.

I woke up alone in a dark room, not recalling the events from the night before. I was wearing very big clothes and I was in a very comfortable bed. I heard a door open and out came the Scott, Chibs. He was wearing only a towel and I could see all his tattoos, he also had a nice body. Muscular but not defined, he was definitely good looking.

"You're awake! Good." He spoke loudly but I was very hung over. "easy buddy. My head is pounding. What happened last night?" I asked. "You got wasted and your da sent you to my room." He laughed. "Mind if I grab a shower?" I asked him.

"Go for it. Want me to grab you clothes?" He asked. I nodded and undressed, not caring if he saw me. He left the room and I took a nice long, hot shower.