A Fickle Affair

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Growing up in the club ain't easy. Being the daughter of a SON and a Porn Star makes it even harder. My name is Cami Delaney and I am the daughter of Big Otto and Luann Delaney. It was hard dating too. Either the guys was scared off because they knew who my dad was or they thought I was easy because my mom sucked dick for a living. So I pretty much gave up dating. It was still bad when she got out from in front of the camera. I love being around the club though. Most of the guys are like uncles to me but there are some that some that are my best friends. Jax and Opie have been my best friends most of my life. Being we were all three raised in the club, we always look after each other.

I had been dating Nate for a few months and I really like him. Aunt Gemma gave me a job in the office of the garage to keep me close because, of course, Daddy worries about his little girl. Sitting at lunch with the guys like I always do when my phone goes off. It was a text from Nate. I smile as I open the text but when I see what the message, my smile drops. Getting up, I tell the guys, "I'm heading back. Talk to you guys later." I say before getting up and walking off. I head towards the office and Jax grabs my hand. "You okay Cami?" Giving him a fake smile, I say "I'm good Jax." I kiss his cheek and say "See you later." I walk into the office and close the door. Sitting down at the desk, I try to get myself together to at least make it through the day.

Gemma comes back and I head into the clubhouse to start cleaning and stocking the bar. After a little while, the guys come in and I start handing them out beers. "You okay Doll Face?" Tig asked. "Yep. I'm good Tiggy." I say and go back to stocking the bar. "You don't seem okay. Who was that text from earlier?" Opie asked. "That is none of your business." I say getting even more aggravated. "It is when we can see it upsets you." Jax says. Finally my emotions get the better of me and I yell "Fine. Nate broke up with me through a fucking text message. Says he can't deal with dating a fat girl." I say before throwing the towel onto the bar and storming out of the clubhouse. I walk right past a yelling Gemma before getting in my car and peeling out of the parking lot.

I walk into my house and lock the door. Getting into the shower, I break down and sob. Getting out. I dry off and dress and walk into the living room and see my mom sitting on my couch with a gallon of my favorite ice cream and two spoons. I sit down and take a spoon from her and take a bite. "You wanna talk about it?" Mom asked. "How did you know?" I asked. "Jax called me. Told me what you said." she told me. "Momma, what's wrong with me? No one fucking wants me. I finally find a guy that looks past the club and your career and actually gives me a chance and I'm not good enough for him. I am so tired of being discarded like I don't matter. Maybe I don't." I say. "Sweetheart, you will find someone. I promise. I am so sorry, babe girl." she says before pulling me into a hug. There was a knock on the door and mom goes to answer. "Hey Jax, Ope." Mom says before letting them in. "Hey Darlin. How ya feeling?" Jax asked. "I'm okay Jax." I say. "Bull shit." Opie says. "You know what? Fuck you Ope. I am so sick of you two trying to act like you give a shit. Just get out of my fucking house." I yell before running into my bedroom and locking the door. I can hear mom talking to them. "Guys, she just needs time. She's really hurting right now." Mom says. "He really did a number on her didn't he?" Jax asked. "She showed me the text. He was saying how disgusting she is and how he can't take it anymore." Mom says. "Fuck." Opie says. "Call us later and let us know how she's doing." Jax says before they both leave and I hear the door close. "Baby. Are you okay?" Mom asked through the door. I opened the door and say "Momma, I just want to be alone." She smiles sadly and kisses my cheek and says "I'll call you tomorrow to check on you." I hug her tight and she lets herself out while I lay on my bed and sob.

After a couple of hours of crying, I make my way to the living room and turn on Netflix and just let it play. Not even paying attention to what's on. I hear a bike pull up and look outside and see it's Opie. I wish everyone would just leave me alone. He knocks on the door and I ignore it hoping he will go away. No such luck. He knocks again. I still don't answer. "Cami I know you're in there. Open up." Getting up I finally open the door and he walks in without an invitation. "Look, I'm sorry for being an ass earlier." Opie says looking down. "It's okay Ope. I was out of line too." I say walking into the kitchen. He follows me. "You know he's wrong don't you?" he asked. "Right. Look Opie, I know I'm built like those croweaters you guys love so much. And you know what? I'm okay with that." I tell him. "Cami, listen to me. There is nothing wrong with you. You are perfect." he says before moving closer. He leans down and places a soft kiss to my lips before turning around and walking out the door, leaving me stunned.