hard to love

Chapter 23

opies POV

donna showed up at the clubhouse said she left some stuff in my dorm. i led her back there, i leaned against the desk waiting for her to find whatever.

"so are we just done opie?" she asked me sounding sad. "yeah." i said. i wanted to get her out of here before taylor thought something happened. "just like that the past nine months didnt mean nothing?" "yeah just like that. get whatever you need you need to go." i said standing up. she looked at me shocked and kept looking around.

i got a text message it was some pictures. one was taylor sitting on a picnik table with happy his arm around her leaning into her, her standing in front if him between his legs, them walking with his arm thrown around her, on his bike with his hand on her thigh. looks pretty cozy to me. ill take pics of the moment next time. what the fuck.

"found it." donna said walking up to stand in front of me. i put my phone in my pocket and signaled for donna to go in front of me. i walked behind her and leaned forward to open the door when she kissed me. after what i just seen i was mad so i kissed her back. i walked her back to the bed and climbed on top of her never breaking the kiss. she started to kiss my neck and moaned my name "opie. i love you". hearing say that snapped me out of it i stood up, "this cant happen donna. were done. im with taylor. you need to leave."

she ran out of my dorm crying. i sighed trying to think how i was going to convince taylor nothing happened. i would need to tell her donna kissed me but i told her it couldnt happen. or should i just hide it. i opened the door to find tig standing there, fuck. he pushed me back and slammed the door.

"you better not have fucked that gash opie." he yelled "no she said she forgot something tried to ask me to get back with her but i told her no i didnt want to and i was with Taylor. she ran out of here crying." "better been all or ill kick your ass." he said stepping back from me.

"we gotta go to the table waiting on happy to get back." he said walking out leaving the door open. i walked outside and everyone was waiting by the picnik tables.

taylors POV

while i was working on the pictures and printing them out. happy called my dad to tell him what was going on and to get everyone to the club. i printed off the pictures from earlier and it was who i thought, kyle hobart. fuck. i went to put my laptop in my bag just in case when i seen some pictures on my desk. i screamed when i looked them happy ran into my room with his gun drawn.

there were pictures of me and jake, me and lyla, the night with amber in my pool, me and opie in my bed, me and jake going to Stockton with jax, a picture of me shopping for my birthday, me and amber hugging in the mall, me in my bedroom after a shower, pictures of me and happy at the cliffs earlier that looked like we were foolin around. there was a huge stack from the past year. i dropped them started crying happy pulled me into a hug. after a few minutes he sat down on my bed and pulled me onto his lap i curled up and cried into his shoulder.

"we gotta get to the clubhouse and show them this." he told me. i nodded my head and got up, i picked all the and put them in a big yellow envelope then out it in my bag. happy had me pack a bag incase my dad wanted me to stay at the clubhouse. when we pulled into the lot everyone was outside waiting. happy parked and i climbed off. he must have sensed i was nervous and scared. "dont be nervous we got you." he told me patting my shoulder, i wiped my face and walked over to everyone.

"dad i need to talk to you for a minute." i said walked into the clubhouse. he led me to the chapel and closed the doors. i took the envelope out and handed it to him "whats in here baby?" he asked worried and confused. i teared up "open it" i got out even though my voice cracked. he pulled the pictures out and gasped.