Harley Delaney

My Brother

I looked down at the patches. What the h*ll? I said I was leaving by the end of the week, why patch me in? I looked over at Half Sack. He was pretending to be happy for me. But, he was upset. I could tell. And, he should be.

I decided, that I needed to do something, that was somewhat selfless.

"If I'm gonna stay, I won't be the only one getting patched up tonight. I want Kip in too. He's worked way harder than I have, so it's either both of us, or neither of us."

Everyone looked to Clay, after a few seconds he nodded.

Half Sack had never looked so happy since I'd known him. We put our patches on our vests, and decided to go back to my house. Opie and Juice decided it was best for them not to stay, Tig and Happy had some work to do, so it was just Half Sack and I tonight.

I was exhausted, and wanted nothing more than to go to sleep, but apparently, Half Sack had other plans.

"Harley? Can I talk to you?" He asked, I turned my attention to him and nodded.

"Thank you. I don't know if you know this, but..I don't have a lot of people willing to stand up for me. But, you've been nothing but nice to me. You're my best friend Harley. I don't know where I'd be without you. I mean that." He smiled.

I didn't realize how much of an impact I'd made on him. But then again, he'd made one on me too. I'm staying at SAMCRO, because I wanted him to be patched in. He was the one person that never asked anything from me. There weren't many people I considered friends. But, he was the best one anyone could ask for.

I put my hand on my shoulder. "Kip, you're not my best friend. You're my brother, and I love you." I replied before hugging him tightly.

"I love you too Harley." He replied. Then we said our goodnights, I went to my room and took off my kutte, I saw something fall out of the pocket

I picked it up, and rolled my eyes with a laugh as I picked it up. It was the PILF patch. I don't know why, but now I kinda like the patch. I sat on my bed, and sewed the two pieces back together, then I put it on my wall.

I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. Hopefully, the next day would be a good one, hopefully I'd see the good that SAMCRO had to offer.

I woke up to my dog Lucy, growling at my bedroom door, and scratching it to get out. I cocked my head, still half asleep. "What's wrong Lucy?" I asked. Then I heard a loud crash from the next room, and it fully woke me up.

I grabbed the pistol on my night stand, I'd kept in there for home security, now I might actually have to use it. I opened the door slightly, and looked down the hall.

The only thing I saw was the feet of a body that was on the ground, and blood pouring from it and soaking my floor. I felt my heart drop. It had to me someone else right? I'm not even gonna allow myself to think it could be you know who's body I was looking at.

My train of thought was broken when I heard a noise behind me. I turned to see someone I recognized, the man who pushed me into Half Sack's bike that night a few weeks ago. I wasn't even healed yet, I wouldn't be able to fight back.

He smirked widely. "You think you'd seen the last of me?" He said before running towards me. I tripped and my door fell open and I fell to the ground. Lucy lunged at the guy, and bit his groin. He dropped his weapon, and I pulled my trigger and I emptied a clip in his face.

I let out a sigh of relief, before I remembered seeing the body in the hall.

I slowly walked down the hall. "Please..no.." I whispered to myself, tears in my eyes. I looked around the corner, and sure enough, there he was. He was gone. Stabbed in the stomach. I covered my face, and began to cry so much I couldn't breath.

"N-no not him! Anyone b-but him.." I cried before falling on my knees.

I took out my phone, hands shaking. I didn't know who to call. So I called Piney.

"Hello?"

"It's H-Harley, Piney...there's so m-much blood..It's Half Sack. I-I need you." He told me to calm down, and said he'd be there soon. I hung up, and looked at my best friend's body.

"It should've been me..."