Hey Whiskey

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Opie and I talked a little more and I told him that I wasn't giving in. "Ope, I can't just give in with you. I won't let myself get hurt again." I tell him. Taking my hand in his, he kisses my knuckles and I feel tears coming to my eyes again. "Ope. Just give me some time, okay." I say and he nods his agreement. "I'll give you some time but I'm not giving up on you." he tells me. He gets up to leave and I walk him to the door. Kissing me softly he says "I love you Bitty." Touching his face I say "I love you too Giant."

Tara comes home from work and brings out the bottle of Jack. "Okay. Time to get drunk and hash this shit out." she tells me. "Bring it on." I tell her filling both shot glasses. "Do you remember when we would all go up to the cabin?" she asked. "Yeah, just the four of us. We'd get high and drunk and it always ended with you in bed with Jax and me in bed with Ope. You know I lost my virginity to that asshole? Two weeks later he showed up at the clubhouse with Donna on the back of his bike. Remind me why I fell for him again?" I say. "Honey, I walked in on Jax cheating on me with Lyla's friend Ima. But we worked it out." she told me. "Are you serious?" I asked. "Yeah, I got even. Went to a wrap party for Cara Cara and she walked in seeing Jax fucking me on the bathroom counter." she said. I burst out laughing. "Oh my God I would have paid good money to see that shit. Well, not you and Jax but seeing her face." I said laughing, really feeling my buzz. "It was priceless. A few days later, Gemma took me to the studio for target practice and we used her car as a target." she said. "God bless Gemma huh?" I asked. We sat there and drank a little more and were really quiet. "I need more Jack." I say, getting up and heading to the liquor cabinet for another bottle. We spent the rest of the night, drinking and talking more. "You love him?" she asked. "Tara, I have loved him since I was five years old. But after him ditching me for Donna, who was skinnier than me and prettier than me, now to see him with that skinny bitch, I can't let myself fall for his shit again." I tell her before the dam burst and I feel the tears pouring down my face and Tara pulls me to her.

Waking up the next morning, I have a horrible hangover. Getting up and walking to the kitchen for coffee, my dad is sitting at the kitchen table. "Morning Daddy." I say kissing his cheek. "Hey baby girl. How are you feeling?" he asked. "I'm fine Daddy." I tell him, clearly lying. "Bull shit. Talk to me." he tells me. I was always able to talk to my dad about anything. "I just can't do it anymore. I love him Daddy but the last time I got close to him, he ditched me for Donna. And now I find myself back there again but this time it's a fucking porn slut." I tell him. "Baby, he loves you. She has shown up at the clubhouse looking for him and he keeps sending her away." he tells me. "Daddy, tell him, if she wants him, to go for it. I'm not coming around there for a while. I need to get settled and ready to start my new job so he has his life." I tell him as I fight the tears coming to my eyes. Daddy gets up and walks over to me, "Just think about it before you write him off." he says and I nod my head.

Two weeks have gone by and the only ones I have spoken to are Tara, Daddy and Jax when he comes over. I don't ask about Opie and no one mentions him. Walking out to my car to get something to eat, I see Opie sitting on his bike in the driveway. "What are you doing here?" I asked, walking to my car. "I thought we could talk." he says. "Look, I love you Ope. I always have and always will but I can't be second anymore. I can't let myself be that vulnerable again. I won't get hurt again." I tell him. Getting mad, he almost yells, "You think I'll hurt you again? You think I don't regret letting you go the last time?" I look down at my hands and he continues. "You are the only one that I think about. The only one that I want. Please, just give us a chance. Jax, Tara and I are going to the cabin this weekend. Come with us. Ride up with me and spend the weekend. Just be with me and give it a chance. If after the weekend is up, you still don't want to be with me, I will leave you alone. But if, after the weekend is over, you see that we can make this work, you agree to give this a shot to see where it goes." he tells me. "Opie." I say and he cuts me off. "Yes or no. It's a simple request." he says. "Okay. But Opie, if I don't change my mind, you have to let me go. Understood?" I asked. "Understood but you have to give it an honest shot." he says. "Understood." I say before he kisses my cheek and leaves leaving me to wonder what the hell I am getting myself into.