Sons of Anarchy One Shots (REQUEST OPEN)

Juice(2)--Unnoticed Love

"Come on Cammy Doll! You never come to the parties!"

"That's cause I don't need to see you lot whoring around with a bunch of whores. Especially you Trager."

Tig laughed a little at my comment. I was serious though. No way in hell was I going to sit around and watch the men I consider family sleeping with a bunch of women who only want them only for their patch. And I sure as hell wasn't going to sit around and watch the man I loved sleep with one either.

"Come on love. 'Ya gotta come ta at least one party. Do it for your Uncle Chibs? Please?" Chibs had an arm drapped over my shoulders as he talked. Tig, Bobby, and Juice we're standing in front of us watching me intently.

"Look. I love all of you weirdos. But my answer is still no. I don't wanna see you guys sleep with some whore who is only wanting you for the patch on your back. I can't and won't sit by and watch that." I shrugged away from Chibs and walked past the others and went outside.

I made my way across the lot to the TM office. Gemma was in there working. I sat down on the couch and sighed.

"What's wrong baby?"

Leave it to Gemma to get something out of a sigh. I knew I could talk to her. She was like a mother to me since mine passed 4 years ago.

"The guys keep bugging me about going to the party tonight."

"And? Just go. No big deal." Gemma shrugged as she continued on with her work.

"And?  I can't. You know why.  I can't watch those whores be all over him. It's disgusting. I'll never be as good as them. Never be what he needs." I had my head in my hands. Trying to blink back the tears. All I could see was him with them. I felt like shit. I was no match for whores and porn stars. I was a virgin for Christ sake. Never even kissed anyone. I was always the friend or sister. Never the girlfriend. As if that wasn't bad enough I was a 'nerd' although I prefer bookworm or gamer. I had light brown hair, brown eyes, 5'2",  160 pounds,  I had good curves but no one ever wanted me as more than a friend. It hurt. But I did nothing about it. Kept my feelings to myself. Better that way anyway. If I don't tell him how I feel then I don't have to hear the rejection.

"Baby just tell him.  He could feel the same way about you.  You'd be good for him. And if he really does care about you and want you then he won't even think about comparing you to those whores."

"I don't know Gem." I just shook my head as I sat back.

"Come on. We'll go shopping.  Get you something sexy to wear. Show him what he's missing." Gemma had already gotten her purse and was dragging me out to her car.

"Where you two beautiful ladies off to?" Clay put an arm around Gemma and gave her a kiss.

"Shopping. Be back in a little. Chucky is in the office." Clay nodded to Gemma.

We got in the car and drove to a few different shops. After about 3 hours we had found something I was comfortable in but also felt sexy in.

"You can get ready at my house. We'll show up together. Okay?" I smiled and nodded to Gemma as I walked back into the clubhouse to the bar.

"Hey doll. Whatcha been up to?  Haven't seen you in a few hours?" Tig sat down on a stool and I handed him a beer and got myself one.

"Gem took me shopping." I took a pull of my beer as Tig watched me.

Now something everyone knows about me is that I HATE shopping. Unless it's games or books. So naturally when I said that Tig got suspicious.

"Like clothes shopping? Why?" He took another pull of his beer. I could feel him studying me.