Thicker Than Blood

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

The drive home, I could not stop smiling. I can't believe Juice asked me on a date. Of course it is just at the clubhouse but still. I pull in the driveway and walk in the door and walked straight to my room. I start looking through my closet trying to find something to wear to the party. I know I won't have a lot of time to get ready when I get home tomorrow so the more I plan tonight the less I have to rush to do tomorrow. I was on cloud nine until Aunt Bev came to my door.

"Why are you pulling out all these clothes? All you are doing is making a mess!" She scolds me. "I am trying to find something to wear on my date tomorrow. I won't have much time to get ready after work so I want to figure out what to wear tonight." I tell her. "You? Have a date? Yeah right.

Who do you have a date with?" She asks. "One of the guys at work asked me to be his date for the party at the clubhouse tomorrow night?" I tell her. "You know all he is going to do is pass you around right? Is that what you want? To be a biker whore? You can't honestly believe he could want to date you. Get this mess cleaned up and get to bed. You have work in the morning." She tells me walking out of my room.

Maybe she is right. There is no way that he could want to date me. What the hell was I thinking? Guys like him don't go for guys like me. I change into my pajamas and get into bed and decide that I need to go ahead and get this over with. I pick up my phone and send a text to Juice before I chicken out.

R: I'm sorry Juice. I don't think coming to the party tomorrow is a good idea. Thanks for asking though but I just can't. Good night.

J: Hey. What's wrong? Are you sure I can't change your mind?

J: Roli? Are you there?

J: Did I do something?

J: Roli?

I couldn't bring myself to answer him back. Better to just turn my phone off and try to get some sleep. I turned over and buried my face into my pillow and cried myself to sleep. I can't believe I let myself think that someone would actually want me. How stupid could I be? Aunt Bev was right.

Friday morning, I get ready for work and head out the door. I get in the car and drive the entire way to TM on auto pilot, dreading pulling onto the lot and hoping that I can just avoid Juice. If I can get through the day then I can leave and I will have the weekend to just lay low.

I pull onto the lot and get out of the car. I see Juice across the lot and see him looking my way. He turns away when he sees me glance his way. I walk into the office and clock in and sit at the desk to start my day. This is going to be a long day.

The first couple of hours of work were busy so I was able to stay in the office and not really cross paths with Juice. Jax comes in to get the repo list from me and sits down on the couch. "You okay darlin?" He asks. "Yeah. I'm good. Just trying to get shit done and those repos won't bring themselves in." I tell him motioning towards the list in his hands. "I hear ya. I'm going." He tells me. "Can you take Juice with you?" I asked him. He looks at my a little confused and nods heading out the door. At least if he is gone doing repos it will make it easier to avoid him.

A couple of hours later, it is getting close to closing time when Jax and Juice pull back onto the lot. Jax brings me the repo list showing me everything is done and closes both doors. "Spill it." He tells me. "I don't know what you are talking about Jax." I tell him. "Bullshit. You are doing everything you can to avoid being anywhere near Juice and he has done nothing but mope around all day. What happened?" He asks me with concern in his eyes. "I don't know what you are talking about." I tell him, gathering my things to clock out and lock up the office. I push past Jax and head out to my car to leave when I see Juice leaning against my car. Perfect...not.

"Excuse me." I tell him hoping he will just move and let me leave. "Juice I really need to go." I say when he doesn't move. "Are you mad at me?" He asks. "No Juice. Can you please move? I really need to go." I ask reaching for my car door. He turns and backs me against my car with one hand on each side blocking me in. "At least tell me why you cancelled our date." He says. "Juice, please just don't, okay? It's not a good idea." I say as I push his arm out of my way and climb in my car leaving him standing there.

I pull into my driveway and manage to hold it together long enough to get to my room and climb into bed and like the night before, I cried myself to sleep thinking about nothing but Juice. Ignoring my vibration of my phone going off. I finally turn over and turn my phone off seeing several missed calls and texts from Juice.