Chibs' Dead Daughter, The Angel of SAMCRO

Eureka

I woke up with Juice's arms around me and looked down seeing I was naked and so was he. "Juice." I whispered, I needed to tell him. I needed to tell him. "Juice." I whispered shaking him now so Juice opened his eyes to look at me.

"Hi, Baby." Juice spoke with a tired smile before he wrapped his arm around my waist and he pulled me close to him. "What time is it?"

"Juice I wanna tell you something." I said before I could take it back, so Juice woke up a bit more now but then tightened his grip around me.

"Did I suck? Is that what this is?" Juice asked with a goofy smile but then he laughed. "Sorry, bad to joke cause I know I was good."

"No, you sucked." When his smile dropped I couldn't help but giggle, and when I did he tightened his arm around me and I gasped. "Ow, ow, ow." I spoke but he flinched away. "Sorry, stomach. It's almost healed but when you put too much pressure-"

He kissed me. "I'm sorry sweetheart." Juice looked at me now. "What is it?"

"The reason why I've been avoiding you is something happened recently that reminded me of something that happened... I uh, I'm not good with men because of it."

"Sam?"

Juice reached under my eye and I noticed he wiped away a tear. I was crying? "I blame you, I've cried a lot more since I've met you." I spoke with a small laugh as he kissed my nose. "Juice I was raped.... It usually didn't bother me but something happened recently that brought up past trauma. I'm sorry. That's why I've been so distant."

I told him the half truth. I was raped, but then I was raped again and that's why I'm scared. The first time I was raped, I got over it in a few days but this time it's really got to me.

"I'm sorry sweetheart. Please let me know if there is ever something I can do for you." I nodded kissing him for a quick second before I moved away. "Run is tomorrow but I have to go to the club and help them get everything ready. Clay said he wants you staying behind because of the Irish."

"I know, I asked him for that." I kissed him as he got up to take a shower but I got up and threw on his shirt before I found my cut and I grabbed my patches. I put belfast on the bottom of my cut to the left, and nomad on the bottom of my cut to the right. They were on the very edge.

"Hey baby." Juice spoke walking out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips. "I know we were just talking about you being... you know... but are you up for a round two?"

I mean my pussy was healed and I was clean so sure. It distracted me from shit.

"Well are you ready to be my bitch?" I asked with a laugh but he looked at me confused. "Juice I won't keep doing this unless we agree on one thing." I pointed to myself. "I'm not just a fling."

"Of course not, you wouldn't live with me if you were a fling, sweetheart."

"Fine, but as long as I'm the old lady then." He smiled before kissing my forehead.

"Of course baby. I'll be your old man." Juice laughed but I pushed him down on the bed as his towel fell off. I moved onto his lap, his shirt was the only piece of clothing I had on, and he had none.

"You aren't old, if anything you-" I gasped as he picked me up and I felt him rub up against me. "Mother fucker." I whispered before I rubbed my hands down his chest. "Don't you tease me."

"You're the real tease."

***

I jumped in the shower after Juice left, he had gotten back late last night from helping getting ready for the run and this morning we had morning sex, I felt gross from having sex that early in the morning without even brushing my teeth or showering but it's Juice. He's seen me at my worse. Juice didn't even want to shower with me after he had sex, something about he was late, had to go, and if he showered with me he wouldn't be able to leave for another hour. He cracks me up.

Juice wasn't going with them to pick up the guns, he was riding with the others as Jax, Bobby, Chibs, Tig, Clay, and Ope were grabbing the guns. I called up Carter to see what she was doing since I was stuck in town. She said she'd head over soon but I was scrubbing my body clean since well, I felt gross.

"Hey Angel! Remember when we used to light shit on fire at the market?" Carter asked making me look at her confused. "Come on, you have to remember. When I was on the exchange student program still."

"Why were we lighting shit on fire at 16 again?" I asked Carter but smiled at her. "Those were the times. Back when shit made sense. Then you left the program and decided to stay in Ireland instead...."

"Yeah then you got your prospect vest and soon after it you became a member. I can't believe that was when we were 18.... We left Ireland when you were 19 right?

"I just can't believe you guys followed me here. I can't believe you knew I was alive."

"Let's go get a bite to each. I heard that the club went on a run."

"Yeah I told you that bitch."

"Yeah... Anyways food."

***

While we were at lunch I got an update of everything. Bobby's bike broke making Tig fall off of his and hurt himself. Bounty hunters picked him up from the hospital, then Jax, Clay, Hap, and Halfie went to go pick him up on the back of the tow truck, Which Piney drove. Gemma was MIA but in reality it was probably because those fucking white supremacist guys sent her one of their masks in the mail.

They sent one to Juice's house too. They knew where I fucking lived, which meant they were stalking me... so indirectly I just put Juice in danger too.

They were finishing up the run but apparently Jax and Clay were not doing well. They kept fighting at every chance they got but I already know who I'm siding with.

I was gonna call my Da to check up on them and Tig but instead I just had Carter drive me to the club house where when Piney and Tig got back, Tig explained everything to me.

(Sorry this one is short.)