Harley Delaney

Outside Chats

I spent the rest of the day getting to know the member's names.

Besides me, there was one other prospect. His name was Half Sack. He seemed nice enough.

They all bullied him though. I hope they didn't expect me to take that like he did. Because that was not gonna happen.

The Puerto Rican man's name was Juice.

Then there was Happy, he may have voted against me, but he was already my favorite. But only because he didn't talk. Whereas, the rest of them talked way too much.

Tig, especially.

Bobby handed me my prospect vest, and smiled.

"It's only temporary I'm sure. You'll be a full member in no time, if you're anything like your old man." He smiled.

I didn't know how I was supposed to act around Bobby Munson.

I knew him fairly well, he was a nice guy. But, he slept with my mother.

My dad, Otto, was supposed to be his friend, his brother, and he slept with his wife. Prison clause or not, it seemed pretty sh*tty to me.

I felt an arm around my waist. I expected it to be Opie again, but it belonged to someone much more annoying. Tig of course.

"She may be as bada*s as her dad. But let's hope she's more like her mama. Tell me Harley, you ever star in any movies? You know, the x-rated kind?" He smirked.

I rolled my eyes, and faked a smile.

"Not published ones Tiggy." I smirked before pushing his arm off me.

He bit his lip and chuckled. "Oh wow, you're driving me crazy, you know that?"

I chuckled, and rolled my eyes. But said nothing, before walking away.

I walked outside, and sat on the ground alone. It was just getting dark.

So this was who I was now? A Woman of Anarchy. It was all so weird to me.

I wasn't sure how any of these guys really felt about it.

Let's be honest, Piney was the only real vote I had.

Bobby and Clay, voted me in because they felt bad for my dad, and everything he'd been through for the club.

Opie voted me in, because he thought if he did, it meant me and him stood a chance. If he knew that I had no intentions of getting back with him, I wouldn't be in this club right now.

Juice? Him I'm not sure about. He didn't know me. I don't think we'd ever met before. He didn't know Otto that well either from what I could tell.

Maybe he'd heard enough about him to think I'd be like him.

But I'm not my dad. And I'm not my mom either.

Honestly, I'm not quite sure who I am.

I'm just some girl, who's dad is an MC legend. And I'm here, because of it. Because they owe him.

Am I fit to be a bada*s biker chick? Yeah. I could handle it. But I know I'll never be seen as that to them.

I'm always gonna be Otto Delaney's daughter.

I rubbed my face. I was so frustrated I wanted to cry.

Oh yeah, that'd help me out. First girl that gets voted in, spends the party outside crying.

Ugh, I'd never been so annoyed with myself.

"You okay?" I heard a voice say, I turned around to see Juice, he smiled softly. "Did Tig upset you? Ignore him, he's a d*ck." He continued.

Is that how it looked? I guess so. That just made me look even more pathetic, not to mention it added to my frustration. I rolled my eyes.

"My problem isn't Tig, dumba*s. I'm used to douchebags flirting with me. Just...leave me alone. I'm fine." I assured him.

He sighed and sat next to me.

"Okay. So Tig isn't the problem. But that doesn't mean there isn't one." He chuckled.

I stayed silent.

"Okay listen, I get it! You've got a reputation to uphold. So, I'll let you in on a secret. I get upset about the stupidest things, all the time, you have no idea how many things I've actually cried about."

He teased, trying to make me feel better. And it kinda worked, I chuckled softly before sighing.

"I guess, I just don't think anyone is ever gonna take me seriously. I wanna make people afraid of me, I don't know, it's dumb."  I explained.

Juice shrugged. "I'm afraid of you."

I chuckled. "Yeah. That doesn't surprise me. If you ever mention this conversation to anyone, I'll cut your d*ck off." I smirked.

He nodded. "Understood."

"Hey Harley? Can we talk?" I heard Opie say, when he walked outside.

Then he saw Juice sitting with me, and his stance changed completely.

"Oh I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" He asked.

I shook my head. Jealous Opie was not something I could deal with. Although, he had no right to be jealous. Me and him weren't together, and even if we were, I wasn't the unfaithful one.

"I'll be right in Opie." I smiled, he smiled back, and went inside.

Honestly, I'd rather stay outside and talk to Juice, but this had to be done.

No matter how uncomfortable it may be.