Appetite For Destruction

-031

"Evie?" Juices voice spoke from behind me as I wiped behind the bar.

"Hmm?"

"I have that information you wanted..."

This peaked my interest and I spun around to face him "and?"

He smirked at me "well it would seem our Claire Murphy, appears to have been sleeping with Happy in Tacoma. According to what I could find out, she had hopes of being his old lady, but Happy was never interested in that 'pussy was pussy' were his exact words when I asked about her...she wrote to him when he was in prison but he never replied and he was just as shocked to see her here as you were"

I sighed "when will these bitches learn the way into this life is not by fucking everyone in the club?"

He laughed and shrugged before checking his phone nervously "I gotta go" he said suddenly and I felt confused.

"Where?"

He stumbled over his words "ahh...errands"

I wasn't convinced but couldn't be bothered pressing him for more information so I waved him goodbye. I continued to do some cleaning behind the bar as I mulled over the information I'd just been given, it only made sense she was friends with Ima who I'd presume had been the one to tell Claire I'd even existed. Slimy bitch.

I heard movement and turned to see who had entered the clubhouse and inwardly groaned at the redhead who'd just shimmied her way inside. I finally took the time to get a proper look at her, she had to be older than me judging by the bags under her eyes and she was slender, like a pole straight up and down. The dress she wore hung off of her with nothing to cling too. I wondered what the appeal was other than the wet spot between her legs.

"Hi" she smiled at me though it didn't reach her eyes.

I didn't reply I just continued to wipe glasses down, I didn't have any reason to want to pretend to be friendly with someone actively trying to snake my man. When she stepped closer though about to make herself comfortable I put my hand up "don't settle in, whores aren't allowed free reign of the clubhouse when the club isn't here" I felt satisfaction when a scowl appeared on her face.

"Why are you here then?" She quipped crossing her arms over her chest matter of factly.

I snickered "I know you know who I'm with, but do you know who I am?"

She frowned at me for a second as she tried to piece it together but when she couldn't she shrugged "you ain't any better than the rest of us, you just think you got lucky but that won't last"

"I'm nothing like you sweetheart and unlike the rest of you desperate gash's who so badly want in to this life of glamour only to be shocked when you're actually here, I was born into this mess. Now like I said, you're welcome here when they're here or there's a party but you're not to be in this clubhouse without them so fuck off" my patience was wearing thin with this conversation and I could feel the Gemma creeping out of me as I spoke sounding more and more like her.

"Born in?" She sounded shocked but I didn't bother replying just pointed to the door and went about what I was doing "ask Happy about me" she smirked before she disappeared and I felt even more confused than before.

Everything seemed too much currently. My mother and Clay were tense, Tara wouldn't stop asking me questions about when my father had passed and I knew it was ruffling more than a few feathers. I was barely seeing Happy and I felt exhausted for some reason. I kept finding myself dozing off no matter what I was doing.

I laid my head against the bar and sighed heavily. I nearly jumped out of my skin when Jax cleared his throat from in front of me "for fuck sake Jackson, don't do that!"

He smirked at me as he sat on a stool and tapped the bar "beer please wench"

I scoffed but got him a beer none the less before I went back to leaning on the counter watching him open it and take a sip. His blue eyes met mine and I noticed he looked as tired as I felt "you okay?" I asked and he nodded forcing a smile.

"I'm okay, lots going on"

I waited for him to elaborate but when he didn't I spoke again "when is there not lots going on in this damn club?"

He went to reply but before he could Opie walked into the room sporting a nice split in his eyebrow "what the hell happened to you?!"

He grunted at me pointing for a beer but didn't respond so Jax responded for him "Ope slept with Ima, Lyla found out and Piney socked him"

I let out a gasp "Opie!" I scolded "what the hell is it with you idiots and that infested snatch?"

Opie avoided eye contact and Jax shook his head "Lay off Evie, he feels bad enough"

"As he should! You two are as bad as each other!"

They both put their heads down before turning to each other with a smirk before Opie spoke "doesn't this remind you of when she was a tiny thirteen year old bitching us out every night like a mini Gemma?"

"Nothing changes" I muttered taking a sip of my brothers drink "you're both still stupid"

We all laughed and for only a second everything felt lighthearted after a week of stress.