I know in sons of anarchy Juice is about 30 but in this story we're going to make him 23, and stuff in the story that happens in the actual series may not be in order but hopefully you guys won't mind too much and if you do then I'll change it :)
I woke up, in a bed that wasn't mine. I sighed as I remembered I went to Juice's again. I rolled over expecting Juice to be there but all I felt was a cold sheet.
I finally got up after a few minutes of rolling around. I was in one of Juices shirts and just that. As I walked to the kitchen I could hear the birds chirping and smiled realising how lucky I am. I had a semi-boyfriend who was loyal, I had a family who loved me and a second family who loved me just as much.
There was a note on the kitchen table which read 'Gone to TM early, just working on a car. See you soon. Love Juice x' I smiled and put the piece of paper in the bin.
As I sat on the sofa watching Prison Break, I could hear my stomach grumbling and I rolled my eyes. I got up and dragged myself to the kitchen to make some toast, only to realise there wasn't any butter.
I got dressed and took a small walk round to the nearby store. I got some stares as people looked at my cut. I guess Sons of Anarchy aren't in the good books this week I thought to myself.
The store was pretty empty and one of my friends , Chase, was on the till. "Pack of smokes too" I said, giving him a friendly smile. "You're 16, Kayla, You have to be 21 to buy them and you know that" He rolled his eyes at me. "No one will know" I winked at him and gave him the cash. Chase handed me the packet and sighed. "You were always getting me into trouble" He said and I nodded in agreement. In elementary school I used to do anything to get Chase into trouble. I cut my own hair and said he did it, I scribbled on my work to blame chase, I fell down the stairs and blames chase. High school was a whole different story, me and Chase got really close but only as friends and then I started going about with other people, drinking and stuff. I guess me and chase were never the same after that.
"Yeah, I did" I laughed and took my things. "It was nice seeing you, Chase" I said and smiled as I walked away, a smile rose onto Chase's face.
I put my sunglasses on as I walked outside, the sun was beaming down and it was hotter than usual.
As I casually strolled I saw a man hit a women in an alleyway as she screamed. I put my things down. "Hey, what do you think you're doing" I shouted and walked towards them. The woman looked at me and sighed in relief. "What are you? 12? It's none of your business" The man said to me and I chuckled. He looked about 35 yet his girlfriend looked 12. "If it happens in charming, it is my business" I say, he looks at my cut and then looked into my eyes. "She cheated on me" He stuttered after realising I was a son. "I don't care what she done, you don't have the right to hit her!" I exclaimed and he jumped back. "I'm sorry" He said quietly and he sat down. The woman just stood like a statue. " I used to be a son" He said quietly, his head in his hands. It sounded like he was ashamed to be associated with us. "Used to be?" I asked. No one could just leave the MC they had to be kicked out. "You know Opie?" He asked me and I nodded, still wondering where this was going. "I'm the reason he went to Jail" He told me and I gasped. He left Opie once he heard the sirens and Opie got 5 Years for Arson. "You're Kyle" I stated, he just sat there. He got kicked out, he betrayed a son and you never betray family.
We all just stood there, apart from Kyle. He sat on the floor with his head still in his hands. "I didn't know they accepted females" Kyle said softly. "They don't, I'm Jax's sister. That's the only reason" I replied bluntly, I wasn't going to be nice to him. He hit his girlfriend and was the reason Opie got arrested. He was a coward. "Kayla?" He asked and I nodded in reply. I never met Kyle before. When I was younger I was shy and wouldn't talk to anyone from the club apart from Chibs, Tig, Clay and obviously my brother. "You know I'd love to be a pa-" I cut him off. "You will never ever be a part of the club again! You betrayed a son and betrayal could've gotten you killed. Luckily for you the only thing that happened was you got your tattoo burnt off" I exclaimed and walked away, picking up my stuff.
The walk to juices took longer than usual because I took the long way so I could have a smoke. I walked in and sighed at the thought of going back to the clubhouse, I was just tired and wanted the day off.
I took a quick shower and got ready, I wore a samcro t-shirt and some skinny jeans. I threw my hair into a messy bun and chucked my cut on. I had to walk to the clubhouse as my bike was there, obviously because I got too drunk to ride.
The walk was nice, it helped me clear my head and I also thought about my father. I wish I could've met him but things happen for a reason, I hoped he would be proud of me.
I walked into the clubhouse and seen everyone there. Clay called me over and I walked to wear he was sitting. "We've got the day off" He told me and I smiled. "There's not much to do and our gun shipment isn't coming in until tomorrow" Clay continued and I nodded.
The day went fast and I hadn't seen Juice, he was working on the car which had to be finished for tomorrow.
It was around 10pm and everyone wanted to go home. I left first and saw large crates outside and burrowed my brows in confusion. I walked back in and got Jax as Clay was no where to be seen. "Jax, there's like 6 crates outside. Were any of you guys expecting something?" I asked and he shook his head. He gathered all the club members and we walked outside.
There was a note on top of the crates and Jax opened it. "It's from the Mayans" He told us, everyone started chatting a little as we were confused as to what the Mayans wanted. "Alvarez wants to make an alliance, they need guns and want us to supply them. They returned the guns to us" He informed everyone, again everyone chatted in confusion. Halfsack threw some of us a crowbar and pried the crates opened. As Alvarez had told us, there was our guns. Glocks and Ak's. "Well, we can finally deliver the guns but Darbys wanting them half price because of the long delay" Clay said to us and everyone nodded. Darby can't expect us to want him to pay full price after a week and a half delay.
"We deliver these guns tomorrow morning before the shipment. Jax, Kayla and Tig, I want you to deliver the guns in the van. Chibs, Hap, Juice and Opie, stay behind them and make sure nothing goes to shit" Clay said and we all agreed.
"That plaster makes you look like a fanny, darling" Chibs said to me as we sat and had a smoke. "You like a fanny in general so I guess we're even" I laughed and Chibs playfully hit my arm. Chibs had always been there for me ever since I was a toddler. I always told him about my boyfriends and stuff. When I was 12, he was the first person I told when I got my period and he still brags about it till the day saying to everyone that he was the first person I told when I was becoming a woman. We had a strong bond as even though Clay had always meant to be my father figure, Chibs was actually the dad I never had.
We finished our cigarettes and said goodbye.
I drove home a bit slower than usual as I wanted to think about why the Mayans all of a sudden wanted to form an alliance after they torched our warehouse. The thought passed my mind as things like this happened and it could be good for the club, another mc having our back. Of course we had the grim bastards but not everyone agrees with black. Yes the Mayans are brown but I guess people like them more as they're 'more white'.
I reached Jax's house, Gemma and Clay wanted the house to themselves as they hadn't had a quiet house for a while. I quietly parked my bike in the drive and walked in the door and to my surprise, Abel and Tara were sitting on the sofa watching a movie. "Auntie Kayla" Abel smiled and got up to give me a hug. "Hey my little monster, what're you doing up" I asked him, it was 11pm and normally he's in bed for 9. "I wanted to sleep beside you like we used to" Abel said and I smiled at him. "Of course" I replied and he smiled contently.
Some shit goes down in the next chapter and it changes Kayla for a while, you guys can have a guess as to what it is :) -T x
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The Daughter of the Sons • Sons of Anarchy Fan Fiction • Completed
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