Daughters of Anarchy.

Chapter 7: You broke the wrong heart, stupid biker boy.

--Isis's POV--

For some forgiveness is for giving others for their destruction in another's heart, but in reality forgiving someone is letting yourself free. Setting myself free was easier than I thought it would have been when they came out of the God forsaken room with minor bad news.

Our fathers were injured and lost a lot of blood, they would need extensive physical therapy for the shoulders and legs, and a lot of rest. After the news had settled down, the club had to figure out what we were going to do and go from here.

Truthfully if the president is down the VP is the one to step up and accept the position and its responsibilities. The club was in an uproar and as they tried to decide I tried to think of possible scenarios that would benefit the club more than anything, I kept thinking up only one scenario.

Kenna and I had to take over temporarily and we had to plan retaliation. I had to speak with Kenna before I decided alone because being a club is all about family and togetherness. When I told Kenna everything, and she agreed that this was our responsibility and burden.

The men, who were currently act like boys, were all arguing currently over the position in the meeting room with our fathers. Kenna and I walked right up and knocked. We had to play our cards right if this was going to play out correctly.

"Yes?" I peeked my head in to see most of the men already angered and irritated.

I smiled widely at my dad and uncle who seemed curious.

"What's up princess?" I smile at the old nickname.

"I have a proposition for you." I say.

"We. We have a proposition." Kenna corrected as I rolled my eyes.

Our fathers motioned for us to enter, and we did so, cautiously.

"Out with it." Ryder grunted.

I cleared my throat.

"We both think that the best choice for the club's safety and best retaliation strategy is to let us take over temporarily." I spoke clean and crisp.

Immediately the men began protesting and I understood why as well, woman aren't allowed or even raised up to run a club, they are only allowed to be old ladies and club whores.

"Don't be ridiculous!"

"Girls aren't allowed to run a club! They can't!"

"I think it's a great idea." That last one was what made the whole room quiet as tensions rose.

We all turned to look towards the meeting doors only be noticing it was opened with a shadow standing in the door way, everyone was quick to pull their guns on the shadowy figure.

"Mija, I thought you said there would be a warm welcome" when he said 'mija' Kenna and I shrieked and ran towards him.

"Sammy Boy!" We yelled.

I was so happy that he was here, although it made me wonder what was happening that made him drive all the way here just for Kenna and I. We were hugging and laughing before we were interrupted by the gruff voice of Ryker

"Samuel. Please remove my girlfriend from your arms." Ryker was very protective of Kenna and it was heightened due the pregnancy.

"Aw, mi amigo. What brings you here?" Samuel addresses him in Spanish.

"Kenna's carrying my grandchild and he isn't leaving her or I'll happily cut his junk off and make him eat it." My uncle Diablo said roughly and I couldn't help but laugh at his threat it was even funnier when Ryker's face turned ghostly white making him stand up straighter and grab his junk protect-fully.