Sons Of Anarchy.We All Fall Down . .

48. Following in Footsteps

I waited outside for my family and as I did, I noticed Piney pulling up with Half Sack. Both in two different vehicles. I made my way over too the older man and smiled. "You wouldn't happen to be here for a couple of delinquents would you?"

Piney chuckled as he hopped out of the Teller-Morrow tow truck. "Like father like daughter. Do you guys know how to stay out of trouble?"

I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled back. "Nope. Its the only thing we know how to do. That and take care of business."

He scoffed. "The only business you should be taking care of is going to school. Speaking of which, why aren't you in school?"

"Because I'm here." I stated with a shrug.

Half Sack bounced around the truck and smirked. "I think the old man here means that why are you here instead of school." He smacked Piney's shoulder twice and gulped as the older man glared at him. "You know what, I think I'm going to go find the others."

Piney nodded and cleared his throat as I smiled at their interactions. "Yeah, you do that." I glanced down as Half-Sack waved goodbye and bounded off. "Damn idiot is what he is." He turned back to me as I held his gaze. "So? You gonna tell me what the reason is before your father comes out here?"

"Well you see - ...I was innocent." To be fair I was innocent I just had happen to be passing by when I saw - I'm in my own mind and I honestly don't even believe that. "And! I was released!"

He scoffed while leaning against the truck. "Yeah. Your father should ever be so proud that his daughter was released from jail the same day as him. Like I said like father like daughter. What is your mother gonna say about this?"

I pointed at him while rocking on my heels. "That's the best part I'm -"

"Not gonna tell her?" He finished with a slight sigh.

"See!" I opened my arms out wide and smiled in triumph. "You already know me! You're good at this! Okay, I'm thinking of a number between -"

"Winnie Teller!" A booming voice echoed out through out the parking lot. I heard the footsteps that stomped on the concrete. Was the ground shaking or was it just my legs.

Piney smirked at me as I winced. "That wasn't the number I was thinking." I slowly turned around only to be face to face with my very angry looking father. I gulped before smiling innocently. "Hey, look at us - we're out of there, H-How about that?" I punched his shoulder hesitantly.

He growled in frustration. "H-how about that? HOW ABOUT THAT?"

"Yeah, that's what I said." I spoke quietly. All that confidence I had with Piney, Opie, and Unser just flew out the window and now I was back to being a little kid.

Uncle Opie made his presence from behind my father and tapped his shoulder lightly. "Look, Jax - I know you're angry but maybe doing this here isn't the best option." My father didn't budge. The only thing that did budge was his left eye that twitched in anger. "Especially if it ends with you both going back to jail or prison."

My father sighed and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "Winnie ...We'll talk about this back at the clubhouse. Just get in the truck with Piney."

Without another word, I sighed in defeat and walked around the truck and hoped in. I looked out the window and began to zone everyone out. I would do this randomly. I just wanted to be alone in my thoughts.

I felt the wind on my face and smelt the cigaretts from the ash tray that sat in the center council. I was just trying to help my family, that's what Tellers' do, right? They help their family members. If that was the case why wasn't my father proud of me? Mom would probably know by the end of the day and I already knew she, out of all people, would be very far away from being proud.