Samcro princess ... Who the hell you think i am ?

Chapter 1

Stella wasn't exactly the mother of the year and I made peace with that a long time ago.

A drug addict sees nothing except her next dose and that was fine with me; you can't save those who don't wanna be saved right?

She had her problems, I had mine.

After Father John, we became two strangers; i wasn't even so surprised when her death for overdose came and obviously I wasn't so surprised either when rumors reached me that Father John was looking for me: one more reason to leave as soon as possible.
And you know what they say: there is no place like home.

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It's been two weeks since I arrived in Charming.

A drug addict in the house it forces you to learn 2 or 3 things, and my best skill was to pass unnoticed.

I kept my head down, the bike is in the garage away from anyone; meanwhile i'm living with the money I earned before leave without worrying about looking for a job.
I haven't met anyone yet, only him ... But that first stop was a must.
Entering the cemetery I asked for information to a guardian who showed me a tombstone at the bottom of a string of niches that looked likes they need a good clean up.

- Ehi dad

The few memories I have of Adam cames back to me like flash, on his Harley: the excitement of speed, the wind on my face and that unique sense of freedom.
As I went out a woman was leaning against the gate of the cemetery, a cup in front of her, i threw in the few coins I had in my pocket.

- We are born and die alone what really matters is how we use the time between these two things

I look at her.

- Yeah ... thanks!

Maybe it was time for a family reunion.

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I had just entered the supermarket, looking for something other than a pre-cooked meal, when I heard the clear roars of some Harleys whizzing outside.

- The Samcro have been running wild lately
- As long as things are handled between them; that's okay with me

I had heard rumors of a burned-out warehouse and problems between gangs: the beauty of small towns everyone knows everything, even before it happens.
Going out of the shop, I realized that the day was too good for leaving my little girl in the garage so back home I decided to leave the car for the Harley.

I was driving along the highway when I saw a group of bikers coming towards me followed by a police car with sirens blaring.
It would have been even more fun and easier than I expected.
I passed the group of bikers and slowed down just enough to get side by side with the police car.
So now maybe is a good time to admit that over the years the men I had dated weren't church boys but in their own way they were good guys: they had taught me to carry my babe and some secrets to survive on the road
I threw pins on the street, heard a wheel explode and physics did the rest
The car began to slip, ending up on the side of the road and as I was leaving I hear a voice scream

- What the fuck it just happen

Home Sweet Home
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Clay Jax and Tig park their motorbikes

Chibs Piney Bobby Happy and Kozik are sitting at the picnic tables smoking

Clay: Chapel.all.immediately ... Who or what was the one that get the cops out of our asses
Jax: He certainly wasn't from here, I've never seen that bike around
Chibs: What 's happened ?
Tig: The Mayans tipped off the cops, while we were at the warehouse.
When the good sheriff and his people came to check what we were doing; we left quickly but not fast enough
Jax: and then someone sent them astray before they take us
Clay: By someone, we mean an indefinite subject
Bobby : Do you think it could be a problem?
Clay: Maybe, all of you go out and ask around; see if there's a new face in town
Half-Sack: Guys !! Harley never seen before ... just entered the parking lot

Everyone comes out

Clay: Hey dude I don't know who you think you are but I don't like playing hide and seek

Who knows why they always think it's an him, I took off my helmet and the woolen beanie that kept my long black hair in place under the helmet

Kozik: Ok not a dude
Happy&Tig: definitely not a dude
Orion: Hey cousin it has been a while since we haven't seen each other
Everyone: Cousin!?
Jax: Listen doll, I don't know who you think you are, but I haven't seen the only cousin I have for at least 8 years

I got off the bike, taking off my sunglasses, hoping that at least the particular color of my eyes (the only gift given to me by Stella and genetics) would remind him something

Orion: Actually 10 but who counts them uh ?!
Jax&Opie: Holy shit Orion

Jax hug me immediately

While the rest of the group looked at me as if they had just seen a ghost returned from beyond the grave.