hard to love

chapter 82

*there is a time jump but i will go back and fill everything in what happened in the missing time line. i will get into some of the stuff that happened in the show but the ages will be a little off since theyre younger in this story.*

3 years later (4 years since taylor left charming, the twins are 3 now)

opies POV

its been weird and hard to adjust since i got out of prison. i spent the last two years in stockton for arson. ive been out for a month now and it was amazing to not be stuck in a cell and a huge as fence but i still havent gotten a routine down.

i havent heard from taylor much since i left new york basically four years ago. i thought we left shit on good terms but i guess not. she didnt want me to come to new york when she got in that car wreck. i wanted to call her but ive honestly been scared to after so long.

after i stopped hearing from taylor i started messing with donna again. it was real shitty but i was lonely and she helped keep my mind from being so crazy. we never put a label on what we were doing. she would always ask but id never answer her, i didnt want a relationship with anyone but taylor.

when i got sent to prison donna stuck around i guess. she would come visit me even after i told her not to. she asked if i could set up a conjugal visit several times but i wouldnt. she wrote me letters but i didnt really write back. she told me last week she wanted a kid but i told her i didnt want any.

"hey man you good?" jax asked sitting next to me at the bar

"yeah just getting used to being on the outside again." i told him finishing off my beer. "thinking bout shit man."

"youll get used to it ope. whats on your mind?"

"donna wants to be my old lady but i cant do it. said she wants a kid and shit but hell im not doing that. the only person ill ever make my old lady would be taylor or even have kids with. but hell thats not gonna happen she hasnt talked to me after we left new york, well besides her art gallery."

"wait what. you didnt hear from her after that? you sure man. no texts, missed calls, letters, voice mails nothing at all?" he asked sounding angry

"no man why? was i supposed to?" i asked confused

"shit man. yeah. let me call her man. theres some shit ope. fuck." he wasnt making any damn sense.

"what are you talking about jax?"

"ope i gotta tell you something man." he sighed

"yo clay wants us in church." juice said walking up.

i didnt know juice that well. he was still a prospect when i got arrested. but since ive been out he seems cool. he was kind of awkward and didnt talk to me much wasnt sure why.

i wasnt fully paying attention to clay in church. i couldnt help but wonder what jax was talking about before juice interrupted us.

"alright so chibs, opie, bobby, juice and jax go check the warehouse, have the prospect drive the van but he doesnt touch shit." clay said looking around we all nodded.

"any other business" he asked

"uh the funds in oir account are--" bobby started to say but was cut off by the door opening.

"uh sorry but theres a girl in the parking lot who is ask for happy. told me if i didnt get him she would slit my  throat." he told us.

who would be looking for happy? he dont have a old lady? 

juice turned the monitor on and his eyes got big "shit. tig you should get out there." he said not looking away from the monitor.

"what why"

"thats taylors truck. if shes here it cant be good man."