Chibs' Dead Daughter, The Angel of SAMCRO

Fix

Bobby was at a Bar Mitzvah or something so while he was there I was at Cara Cara with Juice and Chibs. Well they were inside but I was out by our bikes smoking a fag. Chibs and Juice have both been up my ass since the "Car accident" and I can't really say anything because they are just worried. I don't blame them, I'd be worried if it was one of them but it doesn't help that any time Juice gets near me I get scared.

It's been three fucking weeks, I'm mostly healed other than my stomach but mentally I'm just as scared as ever.

The only men I'm not scared of are Chibs and Jax. Chibs cause he's my Da of course but Jax because.... he is comforting, just like his Father. He reminds me so much of JT it's hard to be scared of him. It's hard to say no to him. I looked at my cigarette in hand. They are horrible for my heart but after the events that have happened recently I've been back to smoking daily when it used to be weekly at most. Hell I'm going through a pack in two days right now and it's scaring me. I don't want my heart to be fucked again.

I stared at my bike and saw my vest hanging on it. I didn't deserve to wear that vest anymore. I couldn't even protect Gemma let alone myself.

I heard the door open next to me as a man walked out. "Hey, you a new actor?" He asked so I dropped my cigarette and put it out with my heel.

"Why don't you eat a fucking asshole while your ass is getting pounded." I spoke grabbing another cigarette from my pack and lighting that one now instead. "Get near me and you'll be the new female on set."

"Feisty, I like it. I'll ask Luann if you can be in my movie." He got closer to me and I stiffened as memories of those fuckers came to mind.

"Hey! Get the hell away from her or you will have to deal with us." My Da spoke, I hadn't even realized he had opened the door. The guy ran back inside so my Dad chased him in but Juice walked over to my bike and grabbed my vest off of it.

"Sweetheart you need to wear your vest, especially up here." Juice held out my vest and whistled. I slowly got up tossing my cigarette down and I put out my arms so he slipped it on me and I flinched as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Sorry did I hurt you?" I quickly shook my head, about to bend down and pick up my cigarette but Juice stomped it. "Don't. They're bad for you."

"I know." I mumbled but just shook my head.

"Come on." He opened the door and we walked in together his arm around me so guys looked away while girls glared at me. I've gotten a lot better around Juice, he didn't scare me as much but still I had that constant fear in the back of my mind as he was close. I didn't move away from him though like I did anyone else, hell I was even moving away from women now.

Time has only made me more scared and jumpy because they said they'd do this again if the Sons didn't stop dealing guns... and we haven't. Luann came over to us to let us know Bobby had told her that he was doing the books now and she was freaking out. Chibs stepped away to call Jax but Juice kept his arm secured around me.

"Luann, calm down." I called after her moving away from Juice. "It'll get handled don't worry!"

"Jax is coming, we're heading back to the clubhouse."

We all went out getting onto our bikes, and as soon as we got to the clubhouse we almost got hit by Gemma who sped out. The three of us parked our bikes. "Hey Clay." Da spoke.

"Get to work, shithead." Clay spoke walking over to his bike and my eyes widened in shock.

"Pretty sure he was talking to you." Juice said looking at my Da but I jumped off my bike and looked after Gemma's car then I watched Clay go.