A Fickle Affair

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

I wake up the next morning and Happy's side of the bed is cold. I hear voices in the living room so I don't try to go in there. I get up and go to the bathroom and lock the door. I can't seem to get my emotions in check. I splash some water on my face and come out of the bathroom. Happy is standing there with a cup of coffee for me. "Can you come into the living room?" he asked me. I just nod. Taking the coffee cup from him, I follow him into the living and see Jax and Opie sitting there. They are on the couch and since Happy is sitting in the recliner, I choose to just stand. I can't handle being close to anyone right now. "How are you feeling?" Jax asked. "I don't know. Still a little shaken up I guess." I tell him. I don't look up from my coffee. "Clay and I took care of Gemma. She won't be bothering you anymore." Jax says. "Thanks." I tell him. "You know we are still here for you right?" Opie asked. I just nod my head. "I'm gonna lay back down." I say before heading back to the bedroom. I leave the door cracked open and I can hear them talking. "How's she doing man?" Opie asked. "She's not good man. All that work getting her back and now this shit. I don't know if she's gonna come back from this." I hear Happy tell them. "Just be patient with her man." Jax says. "Oh I will. I ain't going nowhere. She's my Old Lady and I'll take care of her." Happy says and I start to cry again.

A few minutes later, I feel the bed dip down and I know Happy is back in the bed. I have my back to him and he turns me around and pulls me to him. "I got you baby. I promise. I'm not going anywhere." he whispers and that makes me cry harder. He leans back and makes me look at him. "Talk to me. Tell me what you're thinking." he says. I just shake my head and pull away from him. "I heard you tell them that I'm your Old Lady. How can I be that when I can't give you what you need anymore. I don't know if I can do that." I tell him. He pulls me back to him and says "Little girl, you're it for me. I love you so fucking much. We will get you back. I promise. I don't want anyone but you. You're beautiful and smart as hell and stronger than you think you are. This is just a little setback but we will get past it, together." he tells me. "I hope so. But if you feel you need to step away, Happy, I get it. I really do." I say. He kisses me softly and says "I love you. I'm not going anywhere. I don't care how long it takes but when you are ready, I want you to wear my crow." he says. I look at him shocked and just bury my head into his chest. He holds me close and says "I love you. I love you so fucking much." I kiss his chest softly and say "I love you too Happy."

We spent the rest of the day just laying with each other. Some of the time, he would listen to me talk or hold me when I cried but never tried to push me. "Hap?" I ask. "Yeah babe." he answers, looking down at me. "You said you wanted me to wear your crow. Are you sure?" I asked. "Yeah babe. But when you are ready." he says. "Will you do it now?" I asked. "Are you sure?" he asked. I just nod my head and kiss his lips softly. He gets up and gets his kit out. Going to his sketchbook, he gets out a stencil. "What's that?" I asked. "My crow. I drew it out the night I officially moved in." he says and I look at him shocked. "Don't look at me like that. You knew as well as I did that this wasn't just an arrangement." he smirks. I just shake my head. We go to the kitchen to set up his kit and get started on my new ink. The crow spreads across my chest, the wings settle on my breasts while the body is on my breast bone. In the crow's mouth, is a banner that reads "Lowman" and a smiley face incorporated into both wings. It's beautiful. Once he's done and has it covered, I look at him and decide that I don't want to be scared. I pull him to the bedroom and he stops me. "Babe?" I look at him and say, "I won't go back to that. I need you Hap." He picks me up and carries me to the bedroom and lays me on the bed. "We don't have to do this." He says. "Happy, I want you to claim your Old Lady." I say. He kisses me softly and makes love to me nice and slow and for the first time in days, I don't pull away. I concentrate on nothing but him and what he's doing to me. As we both reached our climax, he pulls me into his side and I lay my head down on his chest and say "I love you Happy." He rubs his hand up and down my back and says "I love you too, Camille."