Skyler's Chance

Juice

"Ok, I got what we needed." Juice taps a few more keys on his laptop as the other Sons sit around the reaper table. " Skyler Darby, 24, lives in the outskirts of Oakland, her dad is Ernest and her mom is deceased, Served 4 years in the army, 2 bachelors degrees, and currently bar tending at his bar, the Hairy dog. No kids or a husband, and she gave me her cell number yesterday." Clay lights a cigar and takes a puff, "Good work, Juicy. I feel like she is our way to Darby. We get her on our side, and we could keep him from spreading his drug shit into Charming. Juice, sweet talk her and get close to her, find out whatever you can." Juice nods as Jax jokes "Yea, make sure you have a few cups down your pants, she has a helluva knee, apparently." The other Sons look confused, Bobby chimes in "She kneed the one bouncer in his balls when he grabbed her, trying to kiss her." The others made some faces as Clay slams down the gavel, signaling church is over.

Hey, it's juice, just letting you know I found the supermarket Skyler smirks as she reads the text from Juice. Hey, did you stay there for a few days ? Lol She texts him back. Still in bed, munching on cereal , her phone goes off again Want to go grab some lunch ? He texts. She thinks for a moment, it would be nice to go out with someone who didn't know her too much. Sure, I'm free this afternoon, I could meet you at 2 at the diner on magnolia ave she replies. Putting her bowl down on the night table, she slips back down under the blanket, she's not ready to get up yet. Ok see you then Juice texts her.  Setting her alarm , she falls back to sleep. After tossing and turning for about an hour, she sighs and just gives up. After getting showered and dressed, she packs her bag and grabs her helmet. A ride always clears her head. Heading out to the kitchen to put her bowl in the sink, she nearly jumps out of her skin when she turns around and Billy is sitting at the table.

"Hey bitch, I finally have some feeling back in my balls. No thanks to you." He sneers. She ignores him and grab a bottle of water out of the fridge. Before she could reply or he could say something else, Darby walks into the kitchen. "Anyway you can work tonight, Sky-Sky?" He always uses her childhood nickname when he wants something, but this won't work. Not today. "No dad, I'm off today. Going out for a ride. Billy is here." She waves her hand in Billy's direction. "Yea, but he won't be around. He's going to be setting up the new lab on Mercer ave. The new industrial exhaust fans came in, and I'm hoping we can get it up and running soon. Could use an extra set of hands with that as well." Darby explains, still hopeful she changed her mind. She shakes her head, "No, but , you two have fun with that. I gotta go." She grabs a few snacks and heads out the door. She doesn't want anything to do with Billy or the new lab.

Juice lays the charm on thick, flashing his smile and asking her questions about herself as they eat. Skyler is always careful not to give too much when it comes to getting to know new people. But he was really cute and easy to talk to, so she relaxed a little. After paying for lunch, they left the diner and decided to go for a ride. They even took turns riding each other's bikes, something the other Sons may not have done. But Juice liked Skyler and could tell she took good care of hers. "Hey, are you free tonight ?" He asked when they stopped at a gas station outside of Charming. She smiled, "Yea, I am. I don't have plans if that's what you are asking." "Would you like to come back to my place ? I can order Chinese and we could watch a movie or something." He asks. "Yea, I'd like that. But I'll be right back, I need to make a phone call." She replies, and walks away while dialing Josh's number. Josh was always a good friend, but lately he's been bugging her more and more to be his girlfriend, and she wasn't looking for that. After hanging up with him, she walks back to the bikes and Juice, as he finishes his phone conversation. They head into Charming to his apartment.

"That's 6 shots for me, and 4 for you. What's wrong Juicy? Can't hold your  liquor?" She teases him. He smiles back but looks really woozy. "No, I'm pacing myself." But between the Chinese, booze, and the pills he took, he felt very sick to his stomach. She laughs and moves closer to him on the couch. He's cute, and he smiles at her. He leans in, and they start kissing. She has really nice lips and he puts his hand on her cheek as she deepened their kiss. She reaches down to rub his leg as he rubs the side of her neck. She moves her hand to unzip his hoodie, but his stomach was churning so bad, he didn't know if he could continue. He reached down to move her hand, pulling away from their kiss. She looks puzzled, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He shakes his head, "No, it's not you, it's me. Well it's my stomach, see I-" He jumps up and runs into the bathroom, vomiting into the tub because he couldn't get the toilet lid up in time. She sits on the sofa for a moment, listening to him hurl, before getting up and checking on him. Standing in the bathroom doorway, she sees him still vomiting in the tub.

"Are you ok ?" She asks, concerned. He shakes his head, his skin pale, and he sits on the floor with his back against the wall. Grabbing a clean washcloth from the shelf, she wets it with cool water and starts wiping his face and neck. He's very embarrassed, and closes his eyes. His stomach is twisting into knots, he leans back over the tub, and starts vomiting again. She sits on the side of the tub, turns the cool water on to wash  his vomit down the drain, and to wet the washcloth so she can wipe his head and neck. He cups his hand under the water to rinse his mouth out and after some time passed, he stops vomiting. He sits back down on the floor and leans against the wall. "I am so sorry. I don't know what happened." He whimpers. "Maybe you should lay down." She says, rubbing his back. He stands up, shaking and weak. She puts his arm around her neck and helps him to his bedroom.