Whiskey

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Waking up the next morning, I am in bed alone. I get up and head out to the main room and see Juice sitting at the bar drinking his coffee. I walk over and take a seat next to him and he leans over and kisses my temple as the prospect puts a coffee in front of me. "Morning Whiskey." he says. "Morning." I say. We finish our coffee and head into the office to clock in and get to work.

An hour later, I am in the office when I hear shouting. Gemma and I get up to see what's going on and when I get to the door, I freeze. "Where is Misty?" my dad screams. Juice stands taller and says "Where my girl is ain't your concern." My dad gets even more pissed, if that were possible and says "Tell me where my daughter is. She's not going to be one of your whores." my dad says. "Why? So you can beat the fuck out of her again?" Juice asks and everyone else just stops and watches. "What I do with my daughter ain't your business. Now where is she?" he asks again. Feeling a strength I didn't know I had, I step out, with Gemma right behind me and say "I'm right here Daddy." He turns to me and I can see the malice in his eyes. "Come on. We're leaving." he tells me. "No." I tell him. "What did you just say?" he asks. Juice steps in front of me and says "She told you no. You should leave while that's still an option." Juice says as I grab the back of his kutte as Gemma comes over and stands next to me, comforting me. "I'm not going anywhere without my kid." my dad says. "She ain't your kid. She's mine. Now get the fuck out of here." Clay says and my dad looks at me and says "I'll see you soon." before walking away.

Juice turns to me and cups my face. "You okay?" he asks and I nod my head yes. "Juice, he found me." I tell him and I can feel the panic attack coming on and he can tell. "Look at me Whiskey. He won't get you. I promise. We're going to keep you safe. Do you trust us?" he asks. "Yes." I say simply and he kisses me softly. I look at Clay and before I can say anything he says "Me and Gemma are your parents from now on kid. We got you." and I smile softly and say "I know Pop." and I move over to give him and Gemma a hug as Jax comes over and says "No one fucks with my kid sister." and I smile more as I snuggle into Juice's arms.

A little later, Gemma and I are sitting at the bar, drinking coffee while the guys are in church. Inside the chapel, Juice is looking down at his hands flat on the table. "This fucking is not going to leave her alone." Jax starts. "We gotta take him out." Tig says. "I want to rip his fucking head off." Juice seethes through gritted teeth. "And you'll get your chance. We wait until tonight and take him to the cabin." Clay says and they all nod. He bangs the gavel and they all head out to the main room. All but Juice. He's still sitting there, looking at his hands, lost in thought. Clay walks over to me and Gemma and sees me looking at the chapel doors. "Go check on your old many baby girl." Clay tells me. I nod and head to the chapel doors.

I walk inside and close the door and stand there. It's quiet for a second before he speaks. "Come here Whiskey." he says. I walk around the table to where he's sitting. Walking up to him, he turns to face me and pulls me into his lap. Wrapping his arms around me, he nuzzles his nose against my neck and I can't help but sigh. "Are you okay?" I ask and he doesn't answer. I tilt his face up to look at me and asks "You know what we're going to do right?" I nod my head and he says "Are you okay with that? I mean, he's your dad." I kiss him softly and say "You heard Clay. He's my dad and Gemma is my mom now. All he did was beat me and tell me he was going to kill me. He would always tell me that my mom should have aborted me. I trust you Juice. Whatever you do to him, I'm okay with. I have a family now and I have an amazing man that is proving to me that he will do anything to protect me. You do what you gotta do baby." I tell him. Kissing me softly, he just holds me closer and I just melt into him.

We head out to the main room and as soon as I walk up to the bar, I look at Clay and say "Do what you guys need to do. I trust you Pop." and he smiles. "Good. Spend some time with your old man and relax." he tells me. I nod and kiss his cheek before heading over to where Juice is on the couch.