Summary: Happy doesn't seem that you are interested in him anymore and makes you jealous by flirting with Amy one of the Croweater's. It hurts you bad and leave. Will he chase you or will you stay gone?
I met Happy three years ago when he transferred from Tacoma to Charming, I was working in the office for Gemma to spend time with Abel her grandson. I took my job seriously but I was easy to get along with, Happy took to me instantly but I had my reservations about dating a Son because their reputation for how they treated women had me second guessing myself.
Happy was persistent and proved to me time and time again he would be faithful to me. He had pushed girls away from him and would have his attention to me and only me, even on runs he didn't partake in the activities and would talk to me the whole time.
" I am going to wear you down Lil Girl, I will make you mine one way or another."
" You are so full of yourself Killer, but maybe just maybe I will give you a try but you only have one time to screw up and that's it."
" Deal Meg."
He ended our phone conversation and then two days later he was here at my house and as soon as he walked into my house and he kissed me with so many emotions, anger, dominance, love, lust, the list goes on.
" Well I see you missed me."
" You have that right Lil Girl and I am making up for lost time from chasing you cause I usually don't chase Meg but your so worth it."
" Had to make sure that it wasn't going to be a hit and quit."
" No we are in this for the long haul Meg."
Three Years Later
True to his word we been together for three years now and it has had its challenges but I stayed by his side through it all, he asked me to move in with him and I did. Best decision I have ever made but here lately I haven't been feeling good and don't know why and whenever he ask me if I was ok I would plaster a smile on my face and tell him yeah.
He never bought it and he started to think maybe I didn't want him, I was too distant maybe she was tired of me or she was cheating on me. Shit now I know how the Old Lady's feel when they could tell we have been unfaithful on runs. I hope there isn't another man I love this women with every fiber of my being.
" Hey do you know what is wrong with Meg?"
" No Hap I haven't why?"
" She seems distant lately Jax and I think as pussy as it sounds she is cheating on me."
" I doubt that Hap she had you following her around like a lost puppy."
I shrugged my shoulders and went to the bar, Meg left about an hour or two ago and hasn't been back since. If she doesn't want me maybe I can make her jealous, yeah I will flirt with one of the girls and she how she reacts.
At St. Thomas
" You are definitely pregnant seven weeks to be exact."
" Thanks Tara I guess I need to tell Happy why I have been sick. Hope he is ready to be a dad."
I left to head to the lot to see my man and pulled into the lot and parked in my spot, went inside and seen something that crushed every fiber of my being. Happy staring at me kissing on Amy the newest Croweater on her neck, he was smirking at me. I turned around and left that lot faster than I have my entire life.
" What the hell man?"
" I wanted to make her jealous and thought she would fight for me."
" I don't know man she looked pissed, she might be skipping town Hap."
" FUCK."
Happy ran out of the Club and hopped unto his bike and tore out of the lot like a bat out of hell, he had to get to his girl before it was too late. He can't lose her she was his everything and fucked up big time broke the number one rule she asked him to never to do, even though he didn't cheat he did kiss the girl on the neck and smirked at her.
At Home
I was crying, I couldn't see through the tears, he didn't cheat on me but that smirk was enough to have her heart in her throat, I didn't mean to be distant I was scared thinking the worst and now that I found out I was pregnant it changed everything.
I was looking through our photo album of pictures through out our three years and it hurt that he would do that to me, that he would stoop that low to hurt me. I need to pack up and leave, raise this baby on my own. I started to cry again and I cried so much I fell asleep and didn't hear his bike pull in or him walking into our room.
I walked into our room and seen her asleep on our bed with our photo albums spread everywhere and I could see that she was crying and it broke me because I worked so hard to get her and I threw it all away just to make her jealous, she was hurt.
" You're a creep staring at me, Amy get enough of you? Who else you gong to fuck with? That was so disrespectful because now all of those girls are going to think they can have a piece of you and I can't fight them, why Happy? Wasn't I good enough?"
" Oh Meg baby you are enough I thought you didn't want me anymore because you have been so distant lately and I was hurt. Why have you been distant?"
" I was scared of being sick and thought the worst, I didn't know what to think."
" What is wrong baby?"
" I am pregnant."
" I am going to be a dad?"
" Yes I am seven weeks, that is why I didn't beat her ass."
" I am so sorry and will spend the rest of my life to make it up to you."
He kissed me then my stomach and that is how we stayed, he was talking to my stomach to our baby, he did make it up to me everyday, Amy was told to leave because she thought Happy was leaving me for her and wouldn't leave him alone but the other girls respected me. He asked me to be his Old Lady and to marry him. I said yes and we ended up with a little boy who was his splitting image, Vincent Michael Lowman was our pride and joy.
We decided to have better communication instead of going off half cocked, I forgave him but he still made sure I was reminded of his love for me and our son everyday. He was the Tacoma Killer but to us he was dad and he liked that title.
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SONS of ANARCHY One Shots
FanfictionThis is my shot at doing One Shots of the SONS. This will be fluff, some cursing, a little bit of violence. All rights belong to Kurt Sutter and I only own my OC Shelly which I will be using the same name throughout the One Shots.
