Hey Whiskey

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

I have been in hiding for almost a week but after that second night, I stopped drinking. I have spent most of the time there just talking to Juice. He's a really sweet guy and I am so glad he's here. I talk to my Dad and Tara every day and let them know how I am doing. I told them about covering my tattoo up and that I am closing that chapter of my life. It's Friday night and he needs to get out of the house. "Juice?" I asked, getting his attention. "Yeah?" he asked. "I'm okay now. You can head back to the clubhouse. I know you want to be there for the party." I tell him. "You wanna come with me? Let everyone see you will be okay?" he asked. "I don't know. He'll be there and most likely so will she." I tell him. "Then hang out with me." he tells me softly. "That's okay. I know the croweaters miss you." I tell him, turning away. He grabs my wrist and says "I don't want them. Come with me." he tells me. I look at him and say "Okay." He smiles and I head to my room to get ready.

It's time to leave and I decided that I want to ride with Juice. "You gonna follow me?" he asked. "I thought that I would ride with you if that's okay?" I asked. He smiles wide and then asks "What about when you get ready to leave?" he asked. "I have my dorm there that I can stay in." I tell him. He nods and we walk out to his bike. I walk to my car and get my spare helmet that I keep with me out and put it on. Getting onto the back of Juice's bike, it feels nice. Not like when I rode with Opie, but still nice. Everytime we would stop at a red light or stop sign, he would pat my leg or my hands that were on his stomach. It was kinda nice.

Pulling onto the lot, the party is already in full swing. I get off the bike and so does he. Walking towards the clubhouse, I see my Dad talking to Tara and Jax. Walking over, with Juice right behind me, my Dad pulls me to him and hugs me. "How you doing Sweetheart?" he asked. "Better, thanks to Juice." I tell him. He nods his thanks to Juice and he nods back. Jax and Tara hug me and then Juice and we are standing there talking. The entire time, Juice either has his hand on the small of my back or around my waist keeping me close to him. It actually feels almost normal. Tara just sees me and smiles while I just shake my head.

"I'm gonna go get another beer. Want one?" I asked Juice. "Yeah. Thanks." he says before kissing my temple. Tara walks with me. "That's new." she tells me. "I told him I just wanted to be friends until I get past this shit with asshole. He's been really good though. He's sweet and Happy gave his blessing." I tell her and she just smiles. "He'll be good for you." she tells me. Walking to the bar, the prospect hands us both two beers each and as we turn to walk out, Lyla comes up to me. "You need to stay away from Opie. He's mine." I just look at Tara and back at Lyla. "Sweetheart. He's all yours." I tell her, walking away. But before I could leave she says "You think you actually matter here?" she asked. I look at Tara and ask "Is she fucking serious?" I turn back to Lyla and hand Tara the beers. Walking over to her I get in her face and say "I will only say this one time so you better listen close. I don't want Opie. I will never want Opie. But I promise that I matter here more than you do. You are just an object to pass the time with but me? I'm God Damned royalty here so you better make sure you know who you're running that dick sucker to before you open it." I tell her. Before anything else can be said, Opie comes over and grabs Lyla. "You better keep your whore away from me." I say before walking outside with Tara. Walking over to Juice, he looks at me worried. "You okay?" he asked as I hand him his beer. "Yeah, Juicey. I'm good." I say before leaning up and kissing his lips softly. He looks at me questioningly and I nod my head yes. Pulling me to him, he kisses the top of my head and I wrap my arms around his waist. Maybe it's time to give Juice a chance.

Later that night, the party is winding down and Juice and I walk into the clubhouse, hand in hand. Opie walks over and asks, "Can we talk?" I look at him and say "Nope." before pulling Juice to the dorms. "Wanna stay with me?" I asked. He smiles and follows me to my room. Walking in, I change into shorts and a grab his shirt that he just took off and climb into bed. He smiles and climbs in with me in just his boxer briefs. Laying my head on his chest I say "I want to take things slow okay?" He tilts my head up and kisses me softly and says "Absolutely."