Harley Delaney

Drama

"You slept with Juice? You gotta be f*cking kidding me Harley. What, Ope and Tig weren't enough for you?" He hissed.

I rolled my eyes and stood to my feet before crossing my arms.

"Jax, I didn't sleep with Tig." I replied, already becoming annoyed.

He let out a scoff, and rested his hands on his hips. "Oh, and that makes this whole Juice thing okay? Are you two like a thing now? That'll kill Ope."

Tell me something I don't know. I was trying to keep calm but I wanted to explode. Jax was in no position to try and judge me.

"I can handle my own life Jax."

"Oh I'm sure you can." He started, before crossing his arms. He was wearing the most condescending look I'd ever seen.

"But can Opie handle it? Because if not, I have to pick up the pieces. I was just beginning to think you coming back was good for him. And then, you do this?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'll fix it."

"Yeah. You'd f*cking better." He smirked. I scoffed. "Are you threatening me Jackson?"

He got close to my face and cocked his head. "I might be."

Before I could reply, I heard Tara clear her throat from behind me. "Jax. That's enough." She stated dryly. Jax exhaled sharply, and left me in the kitchen with Half Sack and Tara.

Half Sack cleared his throat. "We should uh..go." He said nervously. I nodded in agreement, and said goodbye to Tara.

We drove to the prison, and I stepped off my bike. I took a deep breath, I was beyond worried and scared. I hope he's really okay.

I felt Half Sack's hand on my shoulder, I looked at him and he smiled softly.

"It's Otto. He's fine, he always is." He assured me, he spoke to me with such empathy.

We'd gotten quite close since I'd joined. He was like a brother to me. I helped him stand up for himself, and he was a shoulder to cry on.

I nodded and walked inside, as Half Sack waited.

Here goes nothing.

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"You-you and Harley? When? How? Why?" Opie spit out, his voice trembling with anger and sadness.

Juice let out a deep breath, and rubbed the back of his neck.

"It..was last night." He mumbled. Opie looked at him with betrayal in his face.

"While I was here? How Juice? How the f*ck does that even happen?"

"I've been staying with her at night, and keeping her company, and it just kinda happened."

Opie scoffed, and shook his head. "Just kinda happened? Really Juice? That's your excuse? It should've been me with her. Not you" He hissed.

Juice was getting annoyed at this point. He knew Opie was upset with him. But, he was just trying to be there for me.

"Why? So you could cheat on her again? Make everyone feel sorry for you even though you're wrong?" He spat out.

Tig and Happy were just standing by awkwardly waiting for a fight to start so that they could break it up. It was inevitable.

"I know what I did Juice! I f*cking own it! But you know I'm the one she needs." Opie replied.

Juice cocked his head, and smirked hatefully.

"Then why didn't she ask you? Why'd she want me? Why was I the one who brought her back to reality? Why'd she sleep with me?" He snapped.

Opie punched him in the face, and Juice managed to strike him in the stomach before Tig and Happy pulled them apart.

Opie's phone rang, and Happy answered it. It was Clay requesting to see them. Opie and Juice looked at each other with ruthless stares. Opie sighed.

"We'll continue this later."