Harley Delaney

Fight

I walked over to Jax and his mother, he rolled his eyes when he saw me.

Gemma hugged me. I didn't quite expect that, I faked a smile and hugged her back.

She may have been my mom's friend. But, she wasn't mine. We had vastly different views.

Plus, she talked to my mom like she was nothing more than a whore.

I wasn't dumb. I knew what my mom used to do for a living. But it didn't make her a whore. It made her money. Plus, Gemma may not have been in porn, but she wasn't in any place to judge.

"Hey Sweetheart. You doing okay?" She asked. I politely nodded in response.

"When you get a chance, you should talk to Chucky. He's a friend of your dad's. A little on the odd side. But, he'll wanna get to know you."

"Will do Gemma. Could I talk to Jax?" I asked, she nodded and walked inside the clubhouse.

Jax scoffed. "What do you want Harley? You know I don't like you. I proved it with my vote." He stated, as he started to walk off, but I followed him.

I rolled my eyes. "I don't give a sh*t if you like me or not. I get it, you don't. But I'd like to know why, if that's okay with you, oh Prince of SAMCRO." I mocked.

He turned back to me, a hateful look plastered on his face.

"You wanna know why? Because you're a b*tch. You complicate sh*t for Ope. You broke him when you left Harley!" He exclaimed.

"I broke him?! Are you kidding me Jax?! Our problems, were not my fault!"

By this time, we'd managed to have a few people watching us.

"Your fault or not. You ruined his life." He smirked before storming off again.

"You mean like you ruined Tara's?" I called after him.

I could tell I struck a nerve when he turned back.

Tara was an old friend. Our stories were similar, but she became a doctor, I became a biker.

She was with Jax, I was with Opie.

He walked back to me, and got in my face.

"There's a difference between you and Tara. She left, because she had a chance. You left, because you thought you did. But here you are, little miss Harley Delaney. You're still a nobody, pining after Opie. And you're still just the daughter of a felon, and a dead porn star."

I slapped him as hard as I could across the face, leaving a red hand print.

I thought he was gonna hit me back, wouldn't blame him if he did. But Happy and Juice ran over to break it up.

Jax pushed Juice off of him, and went inside.

"You okay?" Juice asked, and Happy rubbed my lower back, as an attempt to console me.

I nodded, and faked a smile.

The worst of it was, I saw Opie in the garage, he'd saw the whole thing.