A Fickle Affair

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

I walk into the studio and Leah is right there. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Yeah. Just needed a minute." I say. "Okay, well, I started getting the scenes together and I was looking, and the only ones left are the girl on girl scenes." She tells me. "That's good. Maybe I can handle those." I tell her. "Well, I'm here if you need me." She says, and I smile at her. "Thanks again for stepping up. You don't know how much I appreciate all the hard work you are putting in. I was thinking, when we get the credits together, I want to put you down as assistant producer. Are you good with that?" I asked. She hugs me and says "Yeah."

Back at the clubhouse, Opie and Jax are sitting around. "You get the text from Cami?" Opie asked. "Yeah. Looks like she's made her decision." Jax says. He gets up from the bar and grabs the nearest croweater and heads to the back. Another croweater sits next to Opie and starts rubbing her hand up and down his arm. "I can make you feel real good baby." She says, and he decides, fuck it, and takes her back to his dorm to get his dick wet.

At the studio, I am sitting there directing the scene, "Alright ladies, this scene shouldn't take long, and we will call it a day. This is the last scene so let's get it done." I say. Once the scene is done, the girls walk over and one of then walks over and says, "Can I talk to you a minute?" I nod, and we walk to my office. I close the door and ask, "What's up Lana?" She looks at me and says "Not that I'm not glad to see you back at work but, how are you really doing? I know you say you are okay, but are you?" I look down and then back at her and say, "I don't know." She is silent for a minute and says "I was raped. About five years ago. I was at a party and the guy that I was seeing, raped me. Him and three of his friends." I look at her, shocked. "How did you handle it?" I asked. "I found someone that I was comfortable with and started hooking up. I know it sounds crazy, but I needed to take that power back. So, I found a good friend of mine, that knew what happened, that I knew wouldn't say anything or judge me and we started fooling around a little. Moving things slowly forward a step at a time to help me feel more comfortable with myself. After a little while, we were having sex. It wasn't something where we were falling in love. But it was just an arrangement. Something to help me get that power back and heal." She explained. "That really worked for you?" I asked. "Yeah it did. Having someone pay attention to you and give you that power, letting you control the situation, it heals you and helps you move on. I'm not saying it works for everyone, but it couldn't hurt, right? Think about it. If it seems like something that will help you, do it. If not, I am here if you ever need to talk to someone that's been there." She says as she stands to leave. "Thanks Lana. I appreciate it." I tell her. She smiles and leaves the room.

I go home and think about what she says. Who would I trust enough to help me with this? I think about it and I pick up my phone. Calling someone that I have known for years, but would he help me? The phone rings a couple of times and then he answers. "Hello?" he says in that gruff voice that I know so well. "Hey Happy. Got a minute?" I asked. "Cami? Yeah, what's up?" he asked. He used to come around all the time with my dad even though he was several years younger. "Are you coming to Charming anytime soon?" I asked. "Yeah, why?" he asked. "I was wondering if you could stop by my house. I need your help with something." I tell him. "Yeah, I'll be there in the morning. Will you be home?" he asked. "Yeah, I'll be here. Not working tomorrow." I say. "Okay. See you then." He says. "Ride safe, Hap." I say before he ends the call.

The next day, I am sitting in the kitchen, getting my thoughts together when there's a knock on the door. I open the door and let him in. "What? No hug?" he says, and I walk over and he pulls me into a hug. He's not an affectionate person but he was always different with me. "What did you need to talk to me about little girl?" he asked. I lead him to the couch and I ask him, "Did they tell you what happened to me?" He looks at me and says "Yeah. How are you holding up?" I look down at my hands and say "That's what I need to talk to you about. I'm not doing too good. I try to let everyone think I am okay but I'm not." I tell him. "What do you need?" he asked. "I need to ask a favor, but I don't know how you will feel about it." I say. "You know I was seeing Jax and Opie?" I asked. "Yeah. Why?" he asked. "I broke things off with them. I can't be with them if I can't even look at them. I feel like no one is going to want me now because of this shit." I tell him. "How is it you think I can help?" he asked. "Uh, one of the girls that works for me, suggested that I find someone I trust and have them help me get back into the physical aspect of things." I say, not knowing how to word it. He looks at me and says, "You want me to have sex with you?" He asked, his tone flat. "I know it's a lot to ask but I'm not asking you to be my Old Man or anything, just someone I trust to help me get comfortable with myself again. Someone that can help me get back to the old me. Someone that I know will be patient with me. I need to get that power back Happy and there's no one I trust more than you." I ramble out. He takes my face in his hands and kisses my lips softly and says "Okay." I look at him and say, "You'll help me?" He pulls me to him and says "Yeah, little girl. I will. But don't go getting any ideas. You might get addicted to the things I can do to you." He says, and I laugh. "Thanks Hap."