Smiley Face

Like I was told to, I spent the night at the club.

Jax informed me this morning that none of the boys have a problem with my staying at the club and being protected by them until this all blows over.

I've spent all morning sitting at the bar, with Tara harassing me about spending the day shopping with her up in Lodi. She just won't listen to me when I say that I don't have enough money to be able to afford that and providing for myself for a while. Every time I try to, she just ignores it and says that the club will take care of it.

I was currently sitting at the bar, ignoring Tara at this point. I had on a pair of ripped up skinny jeans. Knee- high combat boots. A white tank top with a black skeleton outline. A denim vest on top of that. And I had two guns on my person.

One was hidden in a harness inside of my vest- while the other was taking up residency in the back of my pants.

"Teagan, can you go get Juice for me? He's in his apartment." Jax asked, poking his head out into the bar from church. I simply nodded my head before jumping down from the bar stool I was sitting on and making my way back to Juice's apartment. I only knew which one it was because I saw him going into it last night.

I gave the door five light hits, and waited to see if I could hear anything from the other side. "Come in!" Juice's voice touched my ears just as I was about to walk away from the door to get Tig. He was the only other one around I could ask to walk in because I'm not chancing seeing Juice doing anything I don't want to see. So, upon hearing his voice, I wrapped my fingers around the door knob and pushed it open.

Inside, I saw Juice sitting on the edge of his bed with his laptop sitting on his lap. His room itself was set up the same way the one I was staying in was, except Juice had posters up on all the walls - and there was one that caught my attention right away.

In fact, it was a poster of me standing up against a solid white background. I had on a pair of black jeans, where one of my hands was grabbing hold of my belt. A white, sleeveless shirt that said 'Fuck Perfection'. While my other hair was pushing part of my dark hair out of my face.

I had barely even noticed that Juice had stood up from his bed and stepped towards me. He looked back and forth between myself and the poster for a brief moment, before it finally seemed to click in his mind that it was me. "That's where I know you from!" He shouted, a large smile covering his face.

"I can't believe it. You're Lolly O Diamond. " He gushed out. I couldn't help but roll my eyes and quickly find a way to change the subject as fast as possible. "Jax wants you. He's at the table." I mumbled before walking away. I didn't give him a chance to say anything else before making my way back out to the bar where I had left Tara sitting by herself.

But when I returned, she was no longer alone- now Happy and Miles were standing behind her and she had a large smile on her face. I suddenly felt like I was being ambushed.

"I talked to Jax about us going shopping, and he said it's perfectly fine as long as we take Happy and the Prospect with us." She spoke in a very happy tone. "What about the kids, Tara, you just want to drag them around Lodi with us all day? Besides, I already told you that I don't have the money to go shopping with you!" I groaned, throwing my head back.

I was slightly hoping for some help from Happy or Miles, hoping that neither of them actually wanted to go and would agree with me. "Nonsense, the club's taking care of it. Jax gave Happy a couple hundred dollars so you could shop, and whatever you don't spend is yours to do what you like with. And the kids are with Nita for the day, so they're nothing to worry about."

Of course, she had just thought of everything hadn't she? Of fucking course.

"No offense, but why do we need you two to go with us? I know Gemma taught Tara how to protect herself, and I sure as hell can protect myself as well." I questioned, looking over to Happy.

"Jax wants us to go along just in case something comes us." Miles had a cocky look on his face. I just wanted to smack the ever loving shit out of him; but I didn't because I didn't want to cause any problems with anyone. It was bad enough that Tara had convinced Jax to give me money.

"Fine, then can we just go ahead and go, and get this day over with." I growled, moving to walk out of the bar. I'm guessing Tara and the guys were following along behind me, judging by the sound of footsteps following along behind me.

I walked out to what I have come to recognize as Tara's car, and waited for her to come unlock the doors. Happy and Miles went over to their bikes, put on their helmets and started their bikes up, while Tara and I climbed into the car. We pulled out of the Teller-Morrow lot, with Happy and Miles following along behind us with very little distance between them and us.

I just wanted to get this over and done with.

Tara and I spent almost five ours shopping in Lodi. After one hour, Happy and I were already wanting to leave, while Miles was following Tara around like a little lost puppy dog, doing whatever she could possibly ask him. We stopped to eat around three, and then continued shopping until around eight o'clock.

After that, we loaded up the car and started making our way back to the club house. Though, we didn't get back until almost ten after having to get gas for both bikes and Tara's car.

When we got back, Miles carried my things back into my apartment, while I went and sat down at the bar. "Ratboy, can you please make me a drink. I don't care what it is, anything strong." I sighed, pushing my hair back out of my face. Rat said nothing, but immediately got to work on my request.

I was sitting there when Jax came walking over to me. He didn't sit down next to me, and instead leaned against the bar right next to where I was sitting. "We're gathering in the morning," He sighed, "I want to you to be there, I know it's a lot to ask, but I need you to show them what he did to you. I didn't tell them everything, but you need to tomorrow at the table." Jax requested.

"Alright." I sighed, just as Rat set my drink down in front of me. I was quick to pick it up and bring the glass to my lips to take a sip of the liquid. It burnt the back of my throat at first, but it was something I was used to.

"Alright sweetheart, I'm gonna take Tara home and make sure the boys are alright. Have a good night." Jax leaned over and kissed the top of my head, before walking away. Once more leaving me alone for another night- though this time I wasn't so awkward about it since I knew who all I would be with this time.

It wasn't too long after Jax had left with Tara that Happy came over and sat down at the bar with me. "I'm sorry for you having to suffer through shopping with us today." I sighed, not even looking over to him. But as soon as he heard me and realized that I was speaking to him, he turned his head and looked over to where I was sitting a few inches away. "It's alright. It was to make sure you were alright, to make sure nothing happened to you again; so I didn't have a problem with it." He assured me.

Though, for some reason I felt ever so slightly shocked by his words. I couldn't tell if he was serious or not.

"What do you mean?" I choked out, finally turning to look at him. "I mean, who ever did that shit to you. Isn't right. We're not going to let it happen again. Promise." His words were meaningful but he still had that scowl on his face. It was a strange combination, but I guess it's something I need to get used to. I just didn't know how to react to his words. So I decided just to go back to the apartment and go to sleep.

"Thanks. I think I'm just gonna go to bed. Night, Happy." I mumbled, picking up my glass once more. This time I carried it with me as I made my way back to the apartment that Jax had deemed as mine for the time being.

I changed back into a pair of shorts and a sports bra before downing the rest of my drink and crawling into the bed.