The SONS Daughter

Twelve

My mother had Shelly put the boys back in their room, so they wouldn't have to hear the context of this conversation. When she heard the door shut, she began drilling into me.

"Are you kidding me Jacklyn rose?" I shook my head 'no' and my mom walked me over to her table. We sat down, she was across from me and I looked down at my hands. "So Opie doesn't know about this yet?" She took a sip from her coffee.

"No, you're the only other one." I said to her, my voice soft and shaky.

"And who the hell is this other guy?" Her voice was serious, and every word she spoke dumped guilt on my conscious.

"It was right before Opie and I got back together." She shook her head, and I felt a tear slide down my cheek.

"Either way, this baby is loved, I'm happy for you hun."

"I'm not." I looked up at her, my eyes filling up with tears again. "Do you know what this is going to do to me being in this club? I'm out as soon as the guys find out." I wiped the tears with my hands. "I'm not ready to give the club up."

"Well you don't have much of a choice. You do anything to that baby, and you will never have the club again, you got that?"

"Jesus Christ mom I'm not getting rid of it!" I rolled my eyes at her. I myself didn't want this child, but I knew Opie would, if it was his, and I couldn't hurt Opie by doing that. I pulled out my phone, sending tom a text, hoping for a response. I almost instantly got one, and I stood up, walking to the door of my moms house.

"Where are you going?" She asked, walking over to me and stopping me.

"I have to see somebody." I opened the door, leaving her house and going to where tom and I first met.

I walked into the bar, taking my seat at the counter.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked and I shook my head.

"Nothing." He walked away, not wanting to waste time on somebody who wouldn't spend their money.

The door opened, and a somewhat familiar face walked in. Tom walked over to me, giving me a hug before sitting down.

"I was starting to think I'd never see you again." He smiled at me, resting his hand on my knee. I bit my lip, avoiding eye contact. He ordered a beer, and asked if I wanted anything. I declined and he raised an eyebrow. "You're quiet, everything okay?"

I shook my head, and got tired of waiting. "I'm pregnant." He nodded his head and smiled. "Well congrats to you and the father!" I narrowed my eyebrows, and he smiled. "My ex wife made me snip my balls, so that is not my child." He took a sip of his beer, looking away from me and watching the tv.

I was at a loss for words, feeling embarrassed to have him know and not be the father. Knowing it was opies made me relieved, and happy knowing I wouldn't have to watch him raise a child that's not his. In the middle of my thoughts, the bar door swung open, and two members of the niners walked in.

"Shit." I said, tom looked over at me just as they raised their guns. "Get down!" I grabbed him, hunching down and crawling behind the bar. I grabbed my piece and kneeled, my eyes and gun drawn just above the bar counter. My eyes scanned the room and I couldn't see them, but within a second I felt a barrel pressed to the back of my head. I put my hands up in defense, as one of them unarmed me

"Nobody saw anything." He said to the few people who were in the bar. He grabbed me by the back of my shirt, and the other guy grabbed tom.

They pushed us out of the bar and to their SUV sitting next to us with their gun pointed at my head.