One Night

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

After getting out of the shower, we lay in bed and he pulls me as close as he can get me. "Gemma told me something." I say. He looks at me and I say "About what you were whispering to me while I was in the hospital, before I woke up." I tell him. "About that I love you and need you? That if you woke up I would make sure you knew how much you were loved and needed?" he asks. I nod my head. "I meant every word." he tells me before kissing me softly. He hovers over me, kissing me as he enters me again. "I love you so much Chloe." he whispers as we find our release together.

The next morning, we are in the clubhouse, sitting at the bar when the front doors open and in walk my parents. "Juice." I say as I tense up. "Chloe. Get over here right now." My mother says. I don't say anything. I stand from the barstool and Juice stands in front of me. I whisper "Juice." but before I can finish I hear him say "I got you baby." I'm holding onto the back of his kutte as he speaks to my parents. "You need to leave." he tells them. "We're not going anywhere without our daughter." my father says. "Why won't you leave her alone?" Jax asks. "She's supposed to marry Josh and give herself to her husband. She's supposed to give us grandkids." my mother says. Finally getting myself together, I step beside Juice and lace my fingers with his and tell her "Too late. I gave myself to Juice and any kids we have, you will never see." I tell them. My mom's eyes go wide. "You little whore." my mother says. Gemma steps in front of me and says "You call my daughter that again and I'll slit your fucking throat." My mother looks at her and says "She's not your daughter." I say "You're not. You fucking sold me." My mother looks at me and says "Don't you dare talk to me like that." Juice steps up and pulls me back behind him and says "She's my Old Lady. She doesn't want to leave with you so you can walk out of here right now or we'll make you leave." They walk out the door and I see my dad pull out his phone as they leave the clubhouse but don't leave the parking lot.

A few minutes later, Unser and Hale pull onto the lot and I see them talking to my mom. "They called the cops. Juice, please don't let them take me." I almost beg. "Baby, I won't let them take you. You belong here with me, okay? I got you." he says before kissing my temple and holding me close. Unser and Hale walk over and Unser takes Juice to the side and Hale takes me to the other side. "Chloe, you parents are saying you're being held here against your will. I need to hear from you. Do you want to leave with your parents?" he asks me. "Hale, I want to be here...with Juice. I'm with Juice. My parents arranged a marriage with a family friend and they were trying to force me to move home and marry someone I didn't want to be with. I don't want to leave with them. Hale, please don't make me leave with them." I say as the tears start. "Okay. That's all I needed to hear." he tells me before walking me back over to Juice. Juice glares at Hale and Hale says "I'll let her parents know she's staying here. Take care of her." he says as he walks off. I watch Hale walk over to my parents and my mother tries to walk over to me but Hale stops her. I take Juice's hand and walk closer, making sure that Unser and Hale hear me, I say "I don't want to leave with you. I want to be here with my family. Please don't call me. Don't come near me and don't speak to me. I don't want anything else to do with you." I say and Unser says "You heard her. She's not going with you and you can't force her." I turn to walk away and Juice stands there, watching them as they pull off the lot with the cops following them.

I walk inside and head to our dorm. Sitting on the bed, I hear the door open and close and Juice sits down next to me. "Are you okay?" he asks. "No. They're not going to stop until they have me. Maybe I should just turn myself over." I tell him as I stand to leave. "No you don't." He says, grabbing my arm, stopping me. "I'm not letting you do that." he says. "It's my choice, Juice." I say. "Yeah and five minutes ago you said you wanted to be here with me. So which is it? You want to be with me or do what they tell you to?" he asks, getting pissed off. "Doesn't matter what I want. They won't stop until they get what they want." I tell him. "What do you want?" he asks. I don't answer. "What do you want?" he asks again softly. I look at him and say "I want to be with you. I want to be here, with you." I say as the tears start and he pulls me close and says "Then you stay here with me." I bury my face in his chest and sob as he holds me close.