Clandestine

Chapter 7; Jesse Delanie Edwards Gerber.

She knew that the only thing that was keeping her standing at that very moment, was the adrenaline that continued to run through her veins from when she got away from Darby and her fathers men, she also knew that because of this. She had to work fast, which was getting hard to do since there was three sons missing. Happy, Tig, and Clay. 

JD must look like hell to these guys, she felt like it to and the concerned looks on everyones faces didn't help her focus. She usually had always kept her skin covered, except her neck and some times cleavage. Covering the tattoos on her arms and legs during the day was a personal choice and kept people from recognizing her if anything were to ever go wrong. So while the sons settled in and she tore apart her flannel to tie it around her bloody arm, her inked arms were shown off. This caught interest of a few of them, especially Juice who didn't peg her for the tattoo type. 

When she began feeling lightheaded again, she decided that this couldn't wait any longer. "I know that you guys had Juice try to dig up shit on me, as have others. Such as Darby and his boys, but all of you came up with jack squat because I'm better than you let yourselves believe. Thats why they fucking napped me from that gas station up the road." she started, minimally filling them in on why she looked like hell. 

"they did that to you?" Juice spoke up, she could sense a hint of concern and anger in his tone, she though, simply ignored it. She nodded her head. 

"yeah, Ernest and his men." she responded "wanted to know why I was with you lot" leaving out gruesome details, she swallowed hard. Revealing bits if her was never easy, not after the only real family was torn from her, which she believed was her fault. "Then. Darby realized I'm a Gerber. or, was." she groaned, she knew that reactions weren't going be good but Jax and Bobby looked knowing of the last name, and displeased. 

"Mom was a whore. Needed money and my so called father favoured the gash" she started, shutting down any questions before they even raised. She never felt the need to explain herself, but two of this group were her only friends and slowly the rest joined that circle. "Knocked her up, both of us almost died during birth. Mother was dead, left with Eddie Gerber. I despise the man, i lived there with him until i was fourteen. When he went to jail i went into the system. It was a nightmare until that family i killed for,then after was worse. But i started making a name for myself. Only three people knew of me, but that number is rising slowly." She finished, staring straight ahead to avoid any sort of glances. 

"I'm Jesse Delanie Edwards Gerber. Use that if you still wanna dig up any shit, if you don't believe me. But, use anything but JD and I'll tear your lungs out through your asshole" She said, meaning every word. "I haven't been anything but JD for years and I plan to keep it that way." The room had fallen into a deadly silence, no one knew what to say. 

"we're getting rid of them, for both your town and myself. anyone but you lot..." She shut her eyes, the blood loss sand pain finally effecting her, and quickly. "I want dead. I've got... a plan..." she mumbled before losing her footing and fainting, she was out cold, having the Sons jumping into action. 

~ after hours of rest and being patched up because I'm not writing that soRRY~

Happy Must've come just in time, because instead of laying in a hospital bed, she laid on the table in the chapel. Alone, entirely exposed and patched up. Gauze wrapped around both arms and her abdomen. He knew her hate for hospitals and she was thankful. 

JD sat herself up, despite the ache she felt, ignoring it completely. It died down a lot, so she was able. She opened the doors and walked through the doors, she gathered that she was out for quite a while, it smelled of coffee, a few whores walked out slowly with groggy expression and the air just hung, tiredly. Spotting the prospect taking care of things behind the counter, and being the first one she spotted that actually mattered, she approached him. 

"Mind giving me a shot of something strong as hell" she asked, giving him a small smile. Poor halfsack was still fairly intimidated of her, a few of them were, she liked that, but to him, she was nice. Giving her a funny look, he nodded and got her what she wanted. 

"At seven am?" a voice behind her asked, whipping her head around was a mistake. She was sore head to toe, sighing, she shook her head at Chibs. "Lass, i stitched you up, you were in pretty rough shape. I'm surprised you were even able to talk as much as you did, let alone get here in one piece. so, take it easy, yeah?" he said to her, in the mean time she got the alcohol and downed it. 

Turning, she gave him a kind smile and shrugged "I don't take it easy, Chiberoo. Just not the type to, but thank you." she said, patting him on the back before heading off to her room "I'm gonna go get cleaned up."