Scarletts p.o.v
I bite my lip in concerntration as i focus on the art worl i was creating it was two roses on a girls shoulder i hear the shop door open "scar you here" juice shout as i wipe the excess ink off the girls arm and continue too tattoo "in here juicey" i call and he walks in with chibs the girl gets a nervous look on her face and i ignore it looking up at the boys breifly before continuing that tatt "whats up" i finish the shading cleaning my work "we found some information out and happy wants you to have a tail" juice states i sigh wrapping up the girls tattoo "i meet you at the front desk hun" i state and she nods walking away fast trying to create distance away from the boys once shes out of veiw i look at the boys "what kind of information ?" Chibs shruggs "his staying in a hotel outside of charming been tryin' ta hire someone ta help him hunt you down lass" i frown and sigh packing up my equipment "whats he planning?" Juice shrugged "myans asked about you apparently his paying big bucks to get you delivered to him" i sigh and shake my heads "so now the myans are after me ?" They shake their heads "happy paid them for their silence" i frown in confusion "let my just get rid of this girl so i can go speak to the boys"As i get to the club house i see clay jax and happy talking with another bike club i from and walk closer to chibs "who are they?" He looks over "the myans , alvarez and his crew" i frown and jax looks over at me while continuing to talk making the group of men look over at me hap nods speaking to the men and opie appears infront of me distracting me and making me tare my eyes away from the scene "you look like you could use a drink" he smirks making me grin "or five" he nods and wraps an arm around my shoulders "come with me"
3 beers later i was whooping opies ass in pool "aw cmon opie you can do better than that" i grin cheekiky as he misses the hole once again he laughs "one day ill beat you" i scoff "and on that day ill grow wings and fly to neverland" i reply sarcastically making bobby and tig burst out laughing teasing their brother i smirk "okay okay enough pool lets take some shots " he nods laughing , hallway through our second beer we had bothe made the decision that we were going to get drunk "halfsak get us another two beers and six shots" i skull the last of my third beer and point at him "i like the way your mind works" he laughs sliding my three shots and beer over to me as i get closer to the bar "opie you getting the poor girl wasted ?" Jaxs voice inurupts as i down my shots making tig snicker "i think its the other way around brother" i feel the burn of the bourbon slide down my throat and i sigh happily "hey i think i deserve a few drinks ive got alot going on" i feel a hand on my shoulder and I look up seeing hap "you good?" I nod smiling softly he he nods back taking a seat next to me "prospect another round of shots for everyone"
I laugh happily as opie and i dance on the pool table i had lost count of how many shots i had and how many beers i had drunk but by now nearly every member of the club had had a few beers and it had turned into a bit of a club party i look across the room and spot happy watching me as he spoke with tig and jax i smile and hop off the table walking over he smirks slightly and continues to speak pulling me onto his lap "we nood to move those AK'S take em to the cabin" tig nods spotting a crow eatter "yeah i agree ... im gonna call it a night boys" jax nods "i need to get home to tara , church tommorrow okay" hap nods and jax kisses my cheek goodbye "night darlin" i smile softly yawning "night jax" suddenly realising how tiered i was i stand up grabbing haps hand leading him to his room where 3 he strips down to his boxers and hands me a shirt to sleep in i thank him and we climb into his bed .
I lay my head on his bare chest as if this had become our routine
"Hap" i whisper and he doesnt answer but i knew he was listening "please dont let him kill me" i sigh before falling asleep
YOU ARE READING
Inked Skin - a sons of anarchy fanfic
Fanfiction"Some people believe that the tattoos on their skin tell a story"I whisper quietly looking up to him "but others believe they are how you tell a persons personality.." I trail off and look up at his dark eyes I frown and look away "inked skin helps...