Harley Delaney

Attacked

Warning: This chapter contains a pretty bad assault scene.

Me and Half Sack sat next to each other, since we were the prospects.

Clay told us about a gun run we'd be doing, me and Half Sack, were supposed to watch from a distance and make sure nothing went wrong.

We spent hours preparing, and the deal went off without any trouble.

I felt pretty proud of the work I did. Maybe I'd do good at this.

Me and Half Sack got on our bikes, and put our helmets on.

"Hey, I gotta stop and pick some things up from the gas station. Will you follow me please?" He asked.

I chuckled, and started my bike. "Sure thing Half Sack."

He smiled, and drove off and I followed him. It was already dark out, so we turned our headlights on.

I couldn't help but smile. I wondered if my dad would be proud of me. I'm sure he would be. I'd have to tell him all about it next time I went to see him. Which needed be soon. I missed him.

Half Sack and I pulled up to the station, and parked our bikes at the side, didn't want to draw too much attention to ourselves after the deal.

"Be right back." He smiled before going inside.

I got off my bike and leaned up against the side wall of the gas station.

There was barely any light outside. The street lights on the other side of the street, and my phone screen were the only sources of light that I could see from where we parked.

I checked the time. 1am. I hadn't realized how late it was, I guess that explained why there weren't many people out.

I slid my phone into my pocket, and waited for Half Sack.

Until I noticed a truck pull up. Three men got out of it. I didn't pay too much mind to it. But, I took my phone back out, and pretended like I was texting someone, just in case.

I heard footsteps, and looked up to see them approaching me, before I could say anything, they ripped my phone out of my hands.

"Um. Who the h*ll do you think you are? Do you have any idea who I am?!" I exclaimed.

"Harley Delaney. Otto's girl." One of them said, with a sadistic smirk.

"Your dad, wasn't exactly that friendly to us when we were inside. We wanna show him why he and SAMCRO should've treated us better." One added, as he grabbed my wrists tightly.

"It's been so long since I've seen a woman.."

I knew what that meant he was planning to do. I couldn't let that happen. I headbutted him in the nose as hard as I could, and busted it. Blood ran down his shirt, and he let me go.

I punched one in the face, and kicked the last one in the groin before trying to run.

But one of them grabbed me, and yanked me back, I tried to fight. But they threw me into Half Sack's bike. I flipped over it, and caused the handlebars to turn, and the bike to fall.

The handlebars rammed into my ribs and chest. I couldn't breath. All I could do was cry, I tried to scream but nothing was coming out.

They walked closer to me. I closed my eyes, and hoped It'd be over soon.

"Harley!" I heard Half Sack yell. I opened my eyes.

"Help.." I managed to choke out.

He took out a gun and shot two of them, as one took off, he ran to me, and lifted the bike off.

I couldn't move, I coughed up some blood.

"Oh my gosh..what do I do?" He asked, starting to shake.

"Tara..call..Tara.." I breathed, as my breath hitched.

I'd never been in so much pain before.