Fear The Reaper

Chapter One

Happy Lowman how to describe my adenious of a man, for one he is fierce, protective, loyal but has a softer side. Though only me and our five children only get to see but that is ok, he was secretly a big ol' teddy bear, just don't tell him I said that or he would kill me, not really but still he would deny it.
My name is Riley Rose Lowman formally Teller. Daughter to JT and Gemma Teller and twin sister to Jackson Teller or Jax. We belong to a Motorcycle Club known as Sons of Anarchy or SAMCRO, which stands for SONS Of Anarchy Motorcycle Club Redwood Original located in sunny California in a little town of Charming.

My father and his friend Piermont Winston or Piney because if you call him that be prepared for an ass kicking well besides me because I am the Princess and can get away with it. Anyways him and my father were Co- Founders of the club, which they started when they came back from serving in Vitenam and then my mom thought her home town of Charming would be the perfect place to set up the club.

The First Nine is what they called themselves which was my dad,"JT" Teller founder, first club president,  Piermont "Piney" Winston co-founder, Lenny "The Pimp" Janowitz  co-founder, Keith McGee co-founder, and then president of Belfast chapter, Wally Grazer fifth member, Thomas "Uncle Tom" Whitney sixth member, Chico Vellenueva, first Hispanic member of SOA, Otto "Lil' Killer" Moran, not to be confused with Otto Delany, and finally Clarence "Clay" Morrow.

So there is a little bit of history of the Club, but this isn't about them, no this is my story to tell, about how I became the first Female SON, I was royalty. I deserved to be treated like them, not an Old Lady but as an equal.
All because I didn't have a penis doesn't mean shit and I told them that this club run in my blood, and I would do anything for them. I was loyal to an fault and I had to show how dedicated I could be,and I had alot to prove, more so then anyone guy that wanted to Prospect for us.

This club is the reason why I have my husband and kids, they brought us together and we went through hell to be where we are. We fought, we screamed, we walked away but we always came back to each other and worked it out. He was my anchor and I was his, and we were meant to be. Everyone could see how much in  love we were and we shown it everyday.
We didn't necessarily had to say it but we knew, it was just a simple smile, a touch or a little peck on the cheek or something. We didn't have to be all touchy feely, or had to hang on each other, well unless we were drunk, a Croweater was getting too close, or a hang around didn't get the hint I was off limits.

So let's go back to the day my brother and I were brought into the world, the year was 1979 and my mom was surprised to say the least that she was having twins. She was happy as hell but just shocked and excited. Also worried about us having the family flaw which was CHD or Congetial Heart Defect, which she herself had.

My dad thought he was going to have two boys to carry on with the legacy, instead he got one boy and one girl, but he was happy non the less. I was his Princess and would be treated with respect. Also be very protected by the members of the Club, my God father Piney told my dad he already had a shot gun ready for any guy who tries to date me.

Everyone associated with the club fell in love with me and I had every single one of them wrapped around my little finger. With my blonde hair and blue eyes they knew they would be chasing boys away.

" You know Gem, Riley isn't going to date until she is thirty." My dad had said to my mom as she was changing me and my brother. He thought not one man is ever going to be good enough to marry his little girl.
" I see her being a defiant girl, and she will be a handful. I hope you and the guy's are ready for that. As for her dating, trust me she will push our buttons." Mom said with a laugh. She just had a feeling that I was going to be trouble, and boy were they going to be surprised. Little did they know how defiant I was going to be.

As I was growing up, my mom tried to put my in dresses and I wasn't having it. No I would take them off and run around naked, then she would chase me and tried to redress me. I would cry and cry until she gave up and put me in blue jeans, a t-shirt and tennis shoes.
That was my style and that would be that. She would huff and puff about me being a little girl and should dress like one, but my dad would always defend me and tell mom to let me be me. I had my unique style and ways, my hair would be in a ponytail and I would wear my own little Kutte that my dad had specifically for me. It had a RedWood Original patch and above that was a patch with the word Princess. I owned that title and everyone knew it.
I walked around the Clubhouse with my head held high and a no nonsense attitude and all the guys would laugh at me, and I ate up the attention that I got from my 'Uncle's'.

My Uncle Otto I was closest to, him and his wife Louann treated me like their own, always fussing over me. Made sure I was taken care of if they were watching me, if my mom had to go somewhere or my dad was on a run. I was glued to his or her side. Don't get me wrong I was a complete daddy's girl and close to my mom but I was close to Otto and Louann as well.
Otto always said that he feels sorry for the guy I decided to marry later in life, I was going to be a handful and hard to tame. I was too set in my ways and I was my own boss. No one tells me what to do.

* So I went ahead and started a new story, I have been bouncing this one around in my head for awhile and decided to start writing. This is going to be a long story. Please vote and leave a comment.*