Whiskey

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

After a few minutes, I start to pull away. He cups my face again and presses a soft kiss to my lips and whispers "A day at a time." and I just nod. He backs away and I get off the top of the picnic table and he laces his fingers with mine as we walk into the clubhouse. They all look at us and smile and I can't help but shy away behind him. "Don't hide baby." he says as he pulls me to him. "Sorry." I say softly.

We walk over to one of the couches and he sits down and I sit down next to him, him still holding my hand. I look over at Gemma and she gives me an approving nod and I lay my head down on his shoulder and feel him kiss the top of my head and for the first time, I feel safe. After a little while, my stomach growls a little. "I'm going to fix something to eat if that's okay. You want anything?" I ask. "No babe. Go eat." he tells me as I stand up and he stands up with me. Before I walk away, he pulls me to him and kisses me softly before letting go of my hand.

I walk into the kitchen and as I am making something to eat, one of the croweaters, Lisa, comes in and I tense when she walks in. There's a knife on the counter and she grabs it. Putting it to my throat, "I don't know where you fucking came from but you need to get the fuck out of here. No one wants your fat ass here and Juice don't want you. He just feels sorry for you." she tells me and I put the butter knife down and she continues. "I don't care if you stay or go as long as you leave Juice alone. Understood?" she asks as she pushes it further against my throat and all I can do is nod. "Good." she says as she walks away.

I walk out of the kitchen and head to the hallway to my dorm and as soon as I get to the door, someone grabs my hand and I'm in the midst of a panic attack. I'm turned around and see Juice standing there and I start to sob harder and it's making my panic attack worse. "Hey. Hey. Look at me baby. Look at me." he says as he cups my face. "Look at me. Concentrate on my breathing. In with me, out with me. In with me, out with me." he tells me and my breathing starts to calm down. He pulls me into his arms and I soon get myself together before I pull away. "I'm sorry Juice." I say. He cups my face and says "I got you baby." I pull away from him and he looks at me confused. "I can't do this Juice. I'm sorry." I whisper and he asks "What can't you do baby?" I shake my head and say "I can't be with you." He shakes his head and says, "Let's go inside." I nod and he follows me into my dorm.

Closing and locking the door, he walks over to the bed and sits down but I remain standing. "Come here baby." he says softly. I walk over and sit beside him and he takes my hand. "Tell me what you can't do baby." he says softly. "I can't be with you." I tell him as I look down at my hand in his. He moves off the bed and is on his knees in front of me. Cupping my face, he sees my throat. "Baby, what happened?" as he tilts my head up to look at my throat better he sees it's a cut. "Baby, who did this?" he asks and I shake my head no. "Who did this?" he asks again, this time making me look into his eyes. "Baby, I need to know who hurt you. Is this why you said you couldn't be with me?" and I start to sob. He holds me close and lets me sob. As he holds me close, he caresses the back of my head and whispers "I'm not letting you go baby." he kisses my temple and asks "Do you want to be with me?" I don't look at him and don't answer. "Baby look at me." he says and I look up at him. "Do you want to be with me?" he asks again. "Yes." I whisper. "Then be with me baby. Please." he tells me and I nod my head. He kisses me softly and when we separate, he says "Now tell me why you thought you couldn't be with me." He moves back up onto the bed next to me. "One of the girls told me that I needed to go back to where I came from. Said no one wanted my fat ass here and that you didn't want me, that you just felt sorry for me." I tell him. "That's bullshit baby. Listen to me. I really want to be with you. The minute I saw you, I couldn't fucking breathe. You are so fucking beautiful and there's something about you that I just can't seem to get out of my head. All I want is to make sure you're okay." he tells me. I look up at him and say "I really like you Juice." I tell him. "Then stay with me baby. Now tell me who hurt you." he says. "Lisa." I say softly.