Song of the day – Female Robbery by The NBHD
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Chapter 17
Today was the day Juice was meant to take it to the table, the whole truth and to him, a week after the clubhouse had been blown to smithereens he still was reluctant to walk in normally like he used to, he wasn’t crushed with guilt nor was he bothered about his like, truth was he didn’t know if confronting the table was the right thing to do, He knew he was even with Jax however Chibs was the real worry and all it took was a show of hands on a vote and he could be met with Mr Mayhem.
He’d created a plan in his head, two in fact that both led him in different directions, he could confront Chibs then talk to Jax about the suspension, tell him to tell the club he was having troubles or something or other and the other was to take it to the table and hope they respected his honesty.
He was shook out of his thoughts my Lizzy’s hand trailed down his spine with her nail and she gripped his side.
“Didn’t know you were awake” He murmured, the arm supporting his head pushed it up and turned him around so he was facing her, her eyes went straight to the tattoo of her name and her lips turned up at the edges, snuggling into him
“I wasn’t until now” She whispered, kissing his collarbone lightly, his marvelled at this and bent his head back, stifling a grunt and disguised it as a laugh.
“Are you okay?” She wondered, laying on her back and putting her arm crossed under her head whilst Juice’s large and warm hand rested on her abdomen.
“I’m fine, I feel normal...you know?” He smiled, propping his head up on his elbow, looking around the room
“Have we talked deal breakers?” She finally asked, turning to look at him causing a nervous laugh to escape from Juice’s throat
“Do we need to?” He retorted suspiciously, why was she asking?!
“I’ll go first
If you tried to kill me purposely
If you cheated on me
If you stole from me and or ruined my parlour
and if you pick someone else over me” She sat up, crossing her legs and awaiting his reply, he gave her a funny look and put his hand on her knee
“I’ve already took bullets for you” He laughed
“I would have to say
cheating
lying to me
picking someone else over me and if you tried to kill me, like most would” He said, she nodded and agreed.
Lizzy was looking for another conversation starter, peering around the room to find the time of 9:38am on her alarm clock and sighing at him
“I need to be at the parlour for 11, do you want breakfast?” She asked, She didn’t want him to leave because she’d be worried; he was going to the club today to sort this mess out but if he wanted to ensure his own safety and Lizzy’s then he needed to do this, She didn’t understand the severity of what he was about to do and that’s why she left it at that, getting out of the bed and walking to the kitchen with nothing but his shirt on.
“Yeah, sure” He replied, Getting up and getting in the shower as his girlfriend cooked him breakfast, giving him time to ponder what was going to happen day and with each passing minute he was becoming more and more confident about what was going to happen when he got to ‘Scoops’ the guy’s new setup.
When he emerged from the bathroom he got dressed into a white T-shirt and a pair of cargo trousers, slipping on his boots and entering the kitchen, Lizzy danced as she flipped whatever was in the pan
“Are you flipping bacon?” Juice laughed
“Don’t judge me, you don’t know me, you don’t know my story” She said, bobbing her head up and down using an exaggerated ‘ghetto’ accent as she would call it, nasally and extremely cocky before returning to making him something to eat.
She cooked for him with a smile like an old lady should, served him with a smile and sat down, opening her laptop as he continued his pointless conversation about rusty batteries and began to find a someone willing to buy her mother’s bungalow, a pressing matter that hadn’t been addressed since the funeral.
“I just throw them out, some people donate them...should be donate them?” He asked
“I don’t know, by the way...who’s is the blue bike in our garage?” She asked, staring intently at the computer screen
“Yeah, some assholes scammed us and stole my bike last night so we went and I redeemed myself” He grinned
“I like your old one, it was prettier” Lizzy added, smiling and stretching again
“So do I, I still need to take it to TM to add shit” He sighed, wiping his hand down his face whilst Lizzy still looked for potential buyers.
“Juice, how do you feel about getting a house, a proper one with both of our names on the leases” She asked, her hand against her mouth providing a muffled conversation starter
“Ugh, I don’t know...it seems pretty good but I think we should have this conversation another time, when I can give you my absolute and undivided attention” He smiled, pushing the plate away and standing up, stretching out the knots in his muscles before he kissed her forehead and grabbed his keys
“Are you leaving?” She asked, looking at the time of day confusedly
“I want to get this over and done with so it’s not exactly something I want to have waiting until everyone gets back, Bye” He shouted behind him as he straightened his cut out and walking towards the door
“Love you” She grinned, biting her lip and awaiting his reaction
“Love you too” He chuckled, shutting the door behind him and riding to the clubhouse, making some arrangements on the way.
The roar of the bike pulling onto the roadside grabbed the attention of the guys, they’d signed a deal with Hale and managed to get an ice cream parlour with an excessively large back room where they had taken the time to get the reaper’s table clean and into it with care and love
‘home is where the reaper is’ as Bobby had said, the posters and reaper boards were leaning against the bare brick walls that gave a very studio-like effect, a few chairs under the table but no blinds up at the frosted glass that was the window pane, a sofa sported Tiggs, spread out with his legs stretched wide, the room was bare other than that, Jax stood behind Tiggs, sharing a joke with Bobby that was complimenting his next task of interviewing girls for Kara-Kara, there latest porn expedition, it was strange to say latest when they had it up and running a while back.
Chibs smoked, sitting on a chair that was meant to be under the reaper’s table but instead was turned with its back to it and faced Chibs.
“Guys?” Juice shouted into the back as he grabbed a gumball from the counter Chucky was at and popped it into his mouth with a cheeky smile, jumping the counter and running into the back, not even glancing at the very scarcely dressed women that sucked on lollipops promiscuously.
Juice found everyone hovering around waiting for Happy in the main room.
“Can we talk?” He asked, sucking on the gumball childishly and looking directly at Jax, Tiggs watching suspiciously, he didn’t know what was going on but the secret tone to it all gave him a horrible sense of worry but it was something he was going to have to deal with.
“Yeah, sure” Jax shrugged, hailing over Chibs and following Juice to the stockroom, Jax was nervous to what was wrong, Juice seemed happy, he seemed at peace and that was what was so worrying to him ; when they were in the room the door was closed and it became real, the intimidation provided by Chibs and Jax’s shocked the confidence out of him, Juice examined his surroundings, the black and white tiles beneath his feet, the white paint with a tint of yellowing at the tops and the boxes of supplies they’d bought as well as more decorations, one window and two doors to escape from but he was in between two men that flanked either one.
“What’s up?” Jax ducked his head as he usually did and put his hands in his pockets, it looked patronising however It was just his manner
“Look, I need to...take some time off” Juice’s hands flexed and straightened repeatedly, his eyes switching between the two men
“Why?” Chibs asked straight away, wanting to have his own little chat with Juice because since the whole ordeal with the explosion and Lizzy’s punching him hadn’t given him a chance to.
“Lizzy’s pregnant and with the state I’m coming home in she’s worried about me, look I’ll be here to go on runs and meetings with you guys but the little things I can’t be there, I need your permission” Juice sighed
“Congrats Juicy Boy” Chibs clapped with a smile.
“I don’t know Juice, we’re already down a few guys” Jax wiped his hand down his face, any more losses and the charter falls through, they were already lacking in prospects and there’d been 20 deaths in the last year
“I...I Am NOT taking it to the table, I want to clear it up, I want it sorted now” He whispered-yelled, his heart racing excessively fast.
“You won’t be losing another member Jax, I’ll be a call away and I’ll be here for votes and recaps but I can’t make it in that much anymore, just until the baby’s born!” He felt strange about it; the baby and the thought of it confused him and worried him, he loved the thought of having a little girl or a little boy of his own and to have them call him Dad, to have a family with the girl he loved with all of this made his head spin
“For another 6 and a bit months, I don’t know Juice” He growled in anger at himself, he didn’t know how to do this nor did he know how to handle this
“It sounds like a good idea Jax, give him something like conditions, be in once a week or something” Chibs backed Juice up, the sudden friendliness of the situation was strange.
Jax thought about it, lose the member temporarily or lose the club and it was an easy decision
“I want you in the rest of today and on every run, regardless of how big or how small” He sighed, clenching his fist tightly
“Thank Jax, just...say nothing about this to anyone please” Juice grinned, patting him on the arm and calming his racing heart down.
Jax chuckled before leaving the room, Juice felt nervous around Chibs after everything but he didn’t want to look vulnerable or scared
“Lizzy’s pregnant then, aye?” Chibs asked awkwardly to start the conversation
“Yeah, look Chibs thankyou... for helping her out of the clubhouse” Juice cute the crap and was straight with him, terrified of the outcome but ready nevertheless.
“It was no problem” He smiled
“I thought she’d went to the parlour, I asked so many people where she was and they all thought she left” Juice said, leaning against a few boxes and scratching his right shoulder
“We all love you and we love anyone you do, It was my fault that happened, without you in the way it was easier than expected” Chibs patted him on the back and walked to the back door, lighting another cigarette with a laugh, Juice looked at him and gestured to his face
“Guessing this was just a stepping stone then?” He laughed jokingly but the awkward silence worsened his feeling of foreboding
“Chibs I want us to be normal, I know we won’t get to that place but we can get somewhere near can’t we?” He asked
“The stepping stone was my way of getting my anger out effectively” Chibs turned, punching him playfully in the chest.
maybe today was going to better than normal.
Meanwhile Lizzy sat in the parlour listening to a group of hysteric girls getting their belly buttons pierced in the back by Paul, he was strange at first but Lizzy had warmed to his tongue in cheek sense of humour although his appearance at first was anything but calm and warming
He was tall and around the same height as Jax but a lot thinner, like a twig, he sported tattoo’s up and down his arms although some were worrying and controversial but as long as they were covered up there was no problem, he always wore jeans and band shirts and beanies, with snakebites hooked around his lip, stretchers in his ears, his septum and both nostrils pierced as well as his eye brow and anti eyebrow but what was the most intriguing was when he talked, he had snake-eye which was the two studs on the outsides of his tongue, on the edges at the front, he was quite scary to those that weren’t comfortable.
“ You need to wash it out three times a day, whenever you’ve been in the bath or the pool and take painkillers every four hours for two days, nothing too strong okay?” Paul said, walking up the hallway and into the front, the girls had paid on their way in and now just had to collect the saline and if they wanted to, they could pick a belly bar or whatnot.
He looked annoyed at the group of five squealing girls that were chattering away in his ear, Lizzy passed him the five bottles and smiled at him as he rolled his eyes and gave them each one.
“Any problems, go to your doctor” he sighed, shooing them out
“Should of pierced something better...like their lungs” He chuckled, sitting on the stool next to her and watching her draw as she sniggered at the little joke
“Girls like that are who made me who I am today, can’t say I hate them for it” She smiled, shy again
“Bullied?” He asked, feeling some sort of connection between them
“Bullied is an understatement” She sighed softly,
“What are you doing?” Paul changed the subject.
“Designing, I want something for Juice, I mean he had my nickname so I want to get something for him” She sighed, Lizzy was really tired and hungry, she hadn’t eaten today because it never occurred to her, she wore her grey jogging bottoms and white low cut converses, her white tank top clinging to her body, it was weird now when she looked down, it maybe just be the effect of knowing she’s pregnant but she was sure she could see a little bloating, only a little however
He looked at the intricate designs and looked at the art she had on herself
“How about something simple, something that only the two of you would know?” He proposed, Lizzy didn’t know why she hadn’t thought of it before,
Her hand spun the pencil in and out of her fingers before turning the page and creating her own cursive, curled font as she scribbled the word Juice and below that ‘Onde Vamos Mandamos’ which meant ‘Where we go, we rule’ in Spanish, she had whispered this to him every night in Spanish before he kissed her to sleep.
“What does it mean?” He asked, looking up and staring at her, Paul found her attractive but wasn’t sure she was his type, she had the tattoo’s, the rock music but other than that she wasn’t boisterous and loud like he wanted them, she was just stunning, even with her long and messy hair piled on top of her head and no make-up on.
“Where we go, We rule” She smiled, thinking of the journey they had been on and her smile brought another smile to Paul’s face.
“Hey, I’m going on my lunch break, come with me?” He asked, getting off the stool and putting it back under the counter
“Oh my god, yes...I’m starving” She laughed, jumping up and grabbing the purse and walking outside without locking up, she had Rat to look after the parlour as she walked with Paul down the street, laughing about where they were going to ‘dine’ ; coming to a small cafe and walking in, the couple went straight to the counter, The floor sported red tiles and the walls were white with a red border, a large glass counter stood at the back with cakes and pastries in it, a rack stood beside the till with confectionary and chips of all flavours, the packets brightening that darkened area of the room and accompanying a coffee making machine, little round tables were scattered around nicely giving a homely and vintage feeling.
“What would you like?” a little old woman asked from behind the counter as she wiped her hands on her flowery pinafore, Paul ordered immediately but Lizzy checked through the menu carefully
“Can I have ugh, Toad in the hole?” She asked, the sudden feeling for a lovely roast dinner creeping up on her on the boiling hot day was nothing unsuspected
“And a pepsi” She finished, before being waved off by the woman that volunteered to bring the food to them
“It’s a bit random, I only got a sandwich” He laughed as they sat down at the window
“I tend to have stages were I eat really weird meals then nothing at all, plus I’m pregnant” She laughed, not knowing if he knew about it
“No shit! Congratulations” Paul shouted in disbelief, congratulating her and Juice, continuing to chill out before they ate
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~3 hours later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lizzy cleaned the running ink and blood from the inside of her wrist and placed the cotton bandage above it after she placed the Vaseline on to calm it, she sighed in relief, feeling like she had just experienced the high of a drug, the inky needles like her own special brand of heroin.
She leant her head back and just lay there and recovered from the buzz, the climax of it all.
She placed the needle down and got up, cleaning them carefully and tidying everything away, she couldn’t help but massage her stomach lovingly, unaware she was doing so as she walked into the main part of the parlour, the sky darkening outside and her worry for Juice was beginning to explode into something bigger and more terrifying.
A tall man with dark hair stood, looking out of the window
“Can I help you?” She asked, turning the lights off behind her and locking the till silently
“Lizzy?” A choked voice asked, turning around to face her, She was stunned at how much he had changed.
“Jake?” She asked, walking around the counter and towards him
“I haven’t seen you since...since-“
“The funeral, yeah...sorry about that” He coughed, sitting down, she followed and sat opposite him, inspecting him closely and the difference that had occurred in the month that she’d not seen him
“What did you do?” She laughed, pulling his hair and cracking a smile from his so far miserable face
“don’t ask” He laughed, it was strange seeing him and falling straight back into the routine of making jokes about each other.
“What happened here? Podgy” He chuckled, poking her in her side
“I had sex” She chuckled, pinching Jake’s cheek
“NO!” He shouted in outrage, shocked, He jumped up and picking the small girl up, spinning her around.
“I’ve missed this, I’ve missed you, idiot” She winked after he put her down,
“Look, I’m sorry about that night, emotions were high...Louis came and I didn’t know what to do, I was so confused with everything but everything’s alright now and we’ve sorted it all out” Lizzy rambled on, scratching her arm
“Don’t say sorry, you’ve got nothing to say sorry for” He placed his hand above Lizzy’s before snatching it away, there was a silence before she ushered him out and locked up.
“Where’s your car or bike?” He asked, looking around
“I walked here” She shrugged
“You live a 20 minute drive away, that’s like a 40 minute walk” He laughed, walking with her
“So, you and Juice are serious then?” Jake asked, hands in his pockets as his shoes clacked on the ground
“Yeah, He went missing before the funeral but you were to drunk to notice but since we’ve been fine” She sighed happily
“Where’ve you been anyway?” The small girl turned to face the man with a smile
“I stayed in my house” He laughed
“You’ve been a hermit! For a month...dude” She laughed, talking absolute nonsense until she got home, there was no one home yet.
She threw him a beer and put the kettle for herself, sitting on the bench as Jake sat on the table opposite her.
“Any new tattoo’s?” He asked
“Yep, a few” She smiled
“This one I did before you came, it’s for Juice” She sighed, watching his face drop and his eyes role before the door opened and a whistle emanate.
“El?” He shouted, not yet seeing the two,
“In here” She shouted back, dropping off the bench...Juice just walked in and kept his eyes on his girlfriend, not even noticing Jake and grabbing her ass and kissing her neck
“I’ve missed you” He whispered, feeling the need for a little payoff
“We’ve got a guest” She laughed against him which caused him to spin and catch sight of Jake
“WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE!” He shouted in anger, Lizzy shook her head, not able to be bothered with more than one child.