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tiggys-bitch · 6 years

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Chapter Fourteen - The Beautiful Mess

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Babydoll and Lassie.

Three days had passed since Chibs was reuinited with his family and things were changing pretty quickly. The Scottish male had gotten back together with his estranged wife Fiona and was giving their marriage another go since there was nothing standing in the way anymore. Fiona and Kerrianne were crashing at Chibs' house as they planned on staying in Charming for a couple weeks or so. Chibs felt awful and guilty for breaking off his 'thing' with Rissa and instantly getting into a relationship with his wife. He knew she deserved so much better than that, than him... Maybe it was for the best?

Roxxie's love life had also taken a new turn recently. After having sex with Tig the other night, the pair of them could hardly keep their hands off of each other! But they made sure to do it discreetly since it was only just sex and it wasn't like they were in a relationship. Roxxie was annoyed at herself for being so interested in the crazy and sleazy biker. But man, he knew how to please her. Besides, they were only having some fun. It wasn't a big deal... When Roxxie and Tig were around people, they acted their normal argumentative and sarcastic selves, but when they were alone... Well they acted the same but with far much more sex and passion.

While her friend and ex lover's lives became fun and exciting, Rissa life was a big stupid mess. Fiona and Kerrianne had now been in Charming for a few days and everyone, except Rissa and Roxxie, were quite happy about it. Seeing Chibs happy was great... But seeing him with another woman hurt her heart every single time. Plus, Fiona was a total bitch and made it crystal clear that she didn't like Rissa. Everyone knew it. So, Rissa had decided that acting like Chibs and his family didn't exist was the best plan, that way she wouldn't cause trouble between the insane Irish women and the sweet Scotsman. The girl put on a brave face and acted like she was fine, but what she didn't realise was how much of a bad job she was doing. She didn't cry or break down like everyone assumed she would. Instead, she got blackout drunk every night, wore clothes she'd never usually wore and right now she was inside a small and surprisingly clean tattoo studio. The tattoo studio was totally not what she imagined one would be. Growing up with a snobby and judgy mother made her believe tattoos were gross and insanitary. But this plan was squeaky clean and aesthetically pleasing. "Tattoo virgin huh?" The man, who was covered head to toe in tattoos asked her with a chuckle. "Yep." Rissa replied, emphasising the 'p'. It didn't take her long to decide what she was having and where she'd get it and before she could talk herself out of it, she got prepped and ready to be inked. Rissa had picked a quote that said; "And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music." It's a statement to live your life without fear of judgement because your actions won't always make sense to people who don't understand the circumstances. And right now, that quote seemed very fitting. She knew that no one at the Clubhouse understood why she was drinking so much or acting different. But if she didn't put on the brave, party girl act, she'd never leave the dorm and she'd sleep as much as she could just so she didn't have to deal with her thoughts.

The man had been working on her piece for a few hours now and was just adding the finishing touches to her skin. Rissa bit down on her lip as the tattoo guy hit a painful spot on her ribcage, she was so ready for this to be over. It didn't hurt as much as she assumed but it definitely made her wince a couple times. Her prayers were answered when the man placed the tattoo gun down on a little metal table beside him. "All done beautiful." The man said, making Rissa let out a happy sigh. Rissa jumped off the tattoo table and ran over to the mirror, excited to see her first ever tattoo. Her eyes widened and she grinned as she stared at her ink. It was better than she imagined it would be. "Thanks so much, I love it." She said, looking back at the tattoo artist. The man gave her a smile. "Anything else I can do for ya?" He asked as Rissa brought out the money from her bag. "Not right now thanks, but I'm sure I'll be back." -- 2 hours later, Rissa was back at the Clubhouse and slightly drunk, which probably wasn't the best of ideas since she'd just gotten a tattoo. But try telling that to the stubborn girl and you'll get a bloody nose. People had wondered where Rissa spent her morning, especially Roxxie. She was curious as hell and a little worried since Rissa's change in behaviour was a bit all over the place at the moment. "Come on, tell me?" Roxxie whined as she poured Rissa another drink. She was stood behind the bar serving a couple of regulars. The brunette looked around the somewhat busy room. Happy and Tig were playing pool, Bobby was sat on a couch daydreaming, Jax was sat at the other end of the bar and Kozik was sat beside her. Luckily Chibs wasn't there, he was probably spending time with his witch of a wife. Rissa turned back to her friend and gave her a grin. "Right okay, i was gonna wait to tell you but.... I was at a tattoo parlor!" Rissa said with excitment in her voice. "Fuck off, no way!" Roxxie exclaimed making everyone jump. "You always said you'd never get a tattoo." She furrowed her brows, slightly suspiscious. "You have to show us? Where is it? Is it in a private place?" The older blond male said, butting into the girls conversation and winking at Rissa. Rissa smirked. "I just wake up and had the idea to get a tattoo so... That's what I did." The brunette said right before necking back the rest of her drink. "Who even are you?" Roxxie said as she shook her head, she didn't even recognise the person her bestfriend was becoming and she didn't like it. It scared her a little. "Show usssss" Kozik piped up again. Rissa stood up so everyone could get a good view, she pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her stood there in just her bra and her denim shorts. "Happy now?" She raised a brow. "Did someone say my name?" The serious bald male said from across the room, his eyes landing on the brunette. "Damn.." He muttered, staring at the girl's ink. She looked even hotter than before. Rissa sat back down, not even bothering to put her shirt back on. "Another drink please, Roxxiepops." She pushed her empty glass towards her friend. Roxxie rolled her eyes."Call me that again and i will tattoo 'I'm A Cunt' on your forehead when you're sleeping." The red head replied with a warning in her tone of voice. "You know, I think it's really cool." Kozik said as he eyed up Rissa. "Sexy even." Just as Rissa was about to reply, the Clubhouse door opened and in walked the last person she wanted to see. "Ayyy, are you all partyin' without me?" Chibs said in his thick Scottish accent. He walked over to the bar and took a seat next to Jax, deciding that he'd leave Rissa be. She deserved that at least. But once he noticed she was sat with no shirt on, drinking out of a vodka bottle and getting too close to Kozik, he felt anger and jealously rise up inside him. "I know I definitely want more now." Rissa said to Kozik, ignoring a certain male's presence. Kozik nodded. "They are addictive, once you have one there is no going back." He sipped on his drink before speaking again. "And you'd look hot as fuck with more." He teased. Rissa's lips curled up into a smirk at the blond's comment. "Tell me about yours?" She began tracing the one on his neck with her finger, leaning against his body. "Oh erm..." Kozik paused and glanced over to Chibs, who was watching their every move. "Maybe another time darlin', think we are making someone a lil jel." He whispered in her ear before getting up and walking to the pool table, making sure to give her a little wink before he did. Rissa sighed and for the first time since he had walked in, she looked over to the Scotsman. He was looking straight back at her, his face softening as he did. "Get ya shirt back on before you give one of these old men a heart attack." Roxxie said, pulling Rissa out of her little moment with Chibs and throwing the piece of clothing at her friend.. Chibs and Jax went on to have their own conversation before things got awkward. "One condition... Only if you get your butt round here and get drunk with me." Rissa gave Roxxie a sweet smile which made her laugh. Roxxie grabbed another bottle and took a seat beside her friend. "You don't have to ask me twice." She let out a laugh, maybe she could get used to this side of her friend afterall. -- A couple hours later, the red head was dancing in the middle of a couple of croweaters and bikers. She wasn't even that drunk for once! She had had a few drinks, but she was still in control of herself. Roxxie happily sung and danced along to the music, surrounded by her friends and family. Over the past few days, her mood had completely changed. Rather than constantly feeling on edge, jealous, depressed, she was actually starting to feel somewhat okay... The feeling of hands grabbing hold of her hips broke Roxxie out of her thoughts. She looked over her shoulders and saw the serious-faced bald man. Roxxie giggled and twirled around so she was facing him and then wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Roxxie and Happy danced together without a care in the world. Well that was until Roxxie caught sight of an angry Tig watching her every move. The girl's brows furrowed when noticing Tig at the other end of the room, why did he look like he was about to throw a temper tantrum? She mouthed 'what' to him, which he either didn't know how to lip-read or he just was ignoring her. Roxxie's lips curled up into a smirk when wondering if Tig's mardyness was because he was jealous. Part of her wanted to really get it on with Happy just to see what Tig's reaction would be. But the other part of her wanted to give him a piece of her soul to let him know that she only wants him... But that was only because she enjoyed having sex with him... Right?

"Hap? Can we go somewhere and talk?" Roxxie asked the bald biker, moving out of his grip. "I kinda need to talk to you?" Happy nodded and silently followed the ginger girl outside of the Clubhouse. Once they were away from the noise, Roxxie turned to him and sighed. "Um, i, uh... Fucking you was great!" Roxxie exclaimed, using her hand actions as she spoke. "It really was. You know what you're doin'..." She awkwardly looked down at her feet. "But i think that we need to cool off, y'know? The biker kept his serious facade, listening to the rambling girl. "I don't know why i'm acting as if i'm breaking up with you.." Roxxie let out an awkward laugh. "Basically, i don't want to fuck you anymore. Or kiss you.. Or flirt with you and stuff.. But it was fun being with you!" Roxxie wanted to run away and hide away forever, god this was so awkward and embarrassing. Not just because she was telling Happy she didn't want to have sex with him anymore, but because she was doing it for Tig! "That's cool." Happy said with a nod. "Let me know if you change your mind, yeah?" Before Roxxie could reply, the man turned around and went back inside. Roxxie sighed heavily and sparked up a cigarette. Man, that was cringeworthy. -- Later that night, the clubhouse was pretty much empty now. After hours of drinking, dancing and smoking, most people had left, Roxxie included. She had told Rissa she was getting tired and wanted to stay over at Gemma and Clay's. But unbeknown to her brunette friend, Roxxie had actually gone back to Tig's house. Rissa was still in the main hall drinking herself silly. She had had quite a good night... Kind of? She had hit a new level of drunk and couldn't remember half the things that had happened today.. So she just assumed she had a good night. "Drinking on ya own is no fun, you know." Kozik called to the girl, walking over to the bar and taking a seat beside her. She looked up at the man and sighed. Gosh, he was pretty. "Drinkkkkkkk with me then?" Rissa replied with a smirk. The blonde male sighed and ran a hand through his hair. How could he say no to her? "You are going to get me in trouble, girl." He chuckled, grabbing a bottle of beer. Rissa let out a small giggle, drinking from the half empty bottle of vodka she and Roxxie had started earlier in the day. "Youu ar-re reallyyyyyyyyy hotttt." She slurred, before leaning in to kiss the male. "Woah baby, you are far too drunk for this!" Kozik pulled away quickly, much to Rissa's disappointment. "I'd loved to rip your clothes off and have you all to myself, but my names not Tig and I like it when my girls know what they are doing." He joked. Rissa groaned in annoyance. Didn't he find her attractive enough or something? "C'mon, let's get you to bed." Kozik said, downing the last of his beer before putting his arms around the beautiful mess and helping to her dorm. Kozik pushed open the door and helped Rissa inside, gently placing her onto the bed. Rissa lay back as Kozik took off her shoes. She lifted up her head and looked at the man with a sad expression on her face. "Am I pretty?" A drunk Rissa managed to mumble out. The man gave her a smile and took a seat beside her on the bed. "Sugar, you are fucking stunning." He reached up and tucked her messy hair behind her ear. "Kiss me then?" Rissa's eyes closed as she spoke. She felt so undesirable after everything with Chibs. Kozik sighed, he wanted to kiss her so bad, but he'd much rather wait until she was sober to do it. He placed a small kiss on her forehead before getting up and leaving her to sleep. Once the brunette heard the door close she jumped up from the bed and hurried to find her phone. She wanted to feel loved and wanted! And she knew there was only one man who could do that... When finding her phone, Rissa dialed the number she knew all to well and waited impatiently for the person to answer her call. "Hello?" The gruff male voice on the other end said. "Do you still love me?" Was all Rissa said. "Clarrisa?" The man asked. "Tell me you still love and want me?" Tears began falling down her face when hearing him say her name. She had missed the sound of his voice. "Of course I do baby, I always will." "Then why did you hurt me so much, Elliot?!" As if she sobered up suddenly, she realised what she was doing and quickly hung up the call and threw her phone across the room. She collapsed to the floor, balling her eyes out. What had she done?! How could she have done that?! She could barely breathe, it felt like the world was caving in, it felt like she was dying! She knew that feeling very well.. She was having a panic attack. The door opened and she hoped her Scotsman had come to her rescue, but instead the arms that wrapped around her were unfamiliar, the chest her head was buried in didn't smell like whiskey and cigarette smoke. It wasn't him, It wasn't Chibs. "Hey, shush it's okay, you're okay." A voice told her. Rissa looked up at the person who's arms she was in and saw Kozik. She tried to speak but no words came out, instead she began to sob uncontrollably. She knew that her calling Elliot would come back to bite her in the ass... It was just a matter of time.

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tiggys-bitch · 6 years

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Chapter Three - Party Time.

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Babydoll and Lassie.

It was 10pm the party was in full swing. Chuckie, Gemma and a few croweaters were given the task of setting the place up with snacks, alcohol and a couple decorations here and there. The place was ready within less than two hours thanks to Gemma roping everyone in on helping. People had been arriving and mingling for the past hour, but the guests of honour were still getting ready. Roxxie was calming down a very anxious Rissa in their dormroom. "You look fine, i promise." Roxxie told her friend. "You looked hot before but now? Oh honey you're smokin' hot!" She teased, hoping it would lighten her mood. Rissa wasn't all that bothered about what she was wearing, it was the fact that her and Roxxie were thrown a party. She was annoyed that they were celebrating them when so much shit went down for them to get here. But mostly, it made her feel overwhelmed. She had never felt so welcomed before. Her own family didn't do anything like this! Everyone was being so kind and genuine with her, she hadn't experienced it before and didn't know how to react. Rissa enhaled a deep gulp of air and then nodded. "Okay. I'm ready. Let's go." She told her bestfriend with a smile on her lips. Tonight was the perfect time to forget about what's happened and to just loosen up! The two girls got up from the bed and exited the dorm, ready to party until they could no longer stand.

The clubhouse was filled with people, music and alcohol. It was safe to say Rissa was nervous as hell, she felt like she had a point to prove. She felt as if everyone thought of her as a snobby fragile rich bitch from first impressions. She wanted to prove to them she could let her hair down. Roxxie had helped give her a make over and even though it was way out of her comfort zone she felt pretty damn hot. Rissa wore a pair of ripped black skinny jeans, a guns n roses tank and high heeled black boots that she had borrowed from something called a crow eater. Her dark hair was wavy and her make up was perfection. She turned to Roxxie and gave her a smile. "I'm gonna get a drink." She said with newfound confidence. Her friend nodded and gave Rissa a slap on her ass as she strolled over to the bar. That's my girl, Roxxie thought. "Hey chuckie, can I get a double vodka soda, please?" Rissa asked the man who was whizzing from person to person getting their orders. "Sure thing Rita." He replied before running off into the kitchen. "I think you'll find this beautiful lady's name is Rissa, Chuck. Grab me a whiskey while you are at it." A familar Scottish accent called to the smaller man. Rissa felt her cheeks hotten. Chibs' voice made her melt. "Beautiful lady huh? Not calling me rich bitch or fancy pants or gold digger?" She asked him with a raised brow. "You plannin' on stayin' here?" Chibs leant a bit closer to her as he asked his question. "Well duh..." Rissa said as she sipped the drink that had just been placed in front of her. A smirk appeared on the man's lips. "Then no, you ain't a 'rich bitch' to me. And you should ignore anyone that calls it you... Especially if it's Tig" Chibs winked at the girl before walking away and over to the pool table. Rissa leaned against the bar and brought out her phone from her pocket, she hadn't checked it since she had arrived in Charming. 30 missed calls from her mom, grandma and Elliot. "You know you are gonna have to get rid of that phone and get a new one?" Roxxie appeared out of nowhere with two glasses of alcohol in her hands. "What why??" Rissa exclaimed in confusion. Roxxie pulled her friend closer. "Because he will probably be able to track you from it." She whispered in her ear. "Anyway, enough about that... It's party time baby! Woo!" Roxxie's serious tone turned into her screaming with excitement. Rissa let out a laugh as Roxxie dragged her over to the part of the room that seemed to become the dance floor and to Rissa's amusement it was right near the pool table. The dark haired girl glanced over at the Scottish male as she danced with her friend, hoping he would look her way, Roxxie caught on straight away. "Do you have the hots for Papa Chibs? I mean he's old enough to be your pa and he's defo not your usual type!" The girl rambled on. "Rox...please shut up!" Rissa's cheeks flushed, confirming her bestfriend's theory. As the girl's danced they caught the attenion of most of the males in the room. Some had even come to join them on the dance floor. Roxxie was dancing with a man called Juice who had a mochican and tattos on his head. Rissa was dancing with man named Happy who was bald and didn't look all that hapy. Both girl's where having an amazing time. It had been so long since they last had a night out together partying and getting drunk. It was the perfect distraction. "I'm gonna get another drink." Rissa shouted before disappearing from the crowd of dancing people. Just as she was about to reach the bar she bumped into someone. "I'm so sorry!" The blond male from yesterday gave her a sweet smile. "Don't worry about it, Darlin." Jax said as he sipped his beer, his eyes travelling up and down her body. Man she looked finnnnne! "You enjoying yourself?" Rissa nodded and returned the smile. "Glad to hear... You look good by the way." He said with his signature smirk. "Well thank you." Rissa giggled, feeling a little hot. "I think this look must beat the wedding dress huh?" She joked. "Well I mean, it was more the running mascara that is hard to beat." Jax spoke in a playful tone and the two of them laughed. Both of them fell silent for a couple of seconds, just staring at each other. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife! It was so obvious that they were into each other. Suddenly Gemma appeared behin him looking annoyed for some reason."Jackson... A word?" She said in a serious tone of voice before walking away. "Sorry sweetheart, let's pick this conversation back up later?" He winked before he followed the woman, leaving Rissa on her own. The girl smiled to herself and stood at the bar waiting to be served. That man was absolutely gorgeous! And he was sweet and funny too... Maybe they'd become friends? -- 2 hours later, both of the girls were drunk as hell and they were loving life! Def Leppard's song Pour Some Sugar On Me boomed through the speakers around the Clubhouse. Everyone was having the time of their lives, drinking, dancing, eating, smoking, chatting and a couple people were getting a little too hot n heavy. Roxxie was dancing with a bunch of people near the wooden doors that SAMCRO meetings were held in. She was watching in disgust as Tig and some random woman ate each others faces. "Seriously? Get a room you dirty perv!" Roxxie snapped at the sleazy man. He pulled away from the woman and raised his brows at her. "What? I don't wanna see you two exchange saliva whilst i'm trying to party." Tig let out a chuckle. "It's a fuckin' party. Don't be so frigid!" He groaned in annoyance. Why was she being such a Debbie Downer when this is a party in honour of her? Roxxie rolled her eyes. Frigid? She thought. "Frigid my ass." Roxxie told the man, glaring at him. Tig smirked and pushed the woman off of his lap and stood up. The man took slow steps towards her, his eyes fixated on hers. "Then show me." He whispered, standing inches away from her. Roxxie laughed and let out a big sigh. "Honey, i ain't gonna show you shit. You're a sleazy, gross, annoying man who i hardly know. Oh and you're old enough to be my dad." Roxxie explained, making it very clear she was not interested. Tig shrugged off her comment, about to walk away and leave her alone but then he leant forward and whispered in her ear. "Baby we both know you got daddy issues." Anger rose up in the red head and suddenly her arm lifted up and her fist went flying in direction of his face. Before Roxxie could punch him, Tig somehow saw it coming and grabbed hold of her wrist, pushing her until her back hit the doors. A gasp escaped from Roxxie's lips and Tig smirked. His body pressed against hers and for a split second Roxxie thought about kissing him. She gulped nervously and tried to act as if she hated him, but Tig saw straight through her. Tig moved his head closer to hers until their lips were almost touching. Roxxie breath hitched in her throat as she waited for him to kiss her. All of a sudden, she ached for his touch, she wanted him right now, right this second. Roxxie blamed it on the alcohol.. Despite thinking that Tig was an asshole, she couldn't deny the fact that she found him was extremely hot. "Well." Tig whispered, his lips touching hers ever so slightly as he spoke. Roxxie was still waiting for him to make the move, but instead he pulled away, let go of her and took a step back. "I'm gonna get a drink. See ya around, babydoll." And without waiting for a reply, Tig walked off into the crowd of people. Roxxie gulped and stood away from the doors, looking around the room to see if anyone was looking. Nobody saw, thank god, she thought as she composed herself. Roxxie rolled her eyes in annoyance and made her way outside for a smoke. She couldn't believe she was about to let herself be seduced by that man!

Meanwhile a very drunk Rissa was laughing and joking with some people she didn't know. They probably did introduce themselves but it wasn't like Rissa would be able to remember. A woman wearing just a thong and some extremely high-heeled shoes was dancing on stage on the pole and Rissa was loving it. "How can she do that with her legs?!" Rissa exclaimed, making the people around her laugh. "She must be a gymnast or something!" She was amazed by the half naked woman's moves. She was spinning, jumping, jiggling, she was doing it all. "Man she has a lot of confidence!! Look at her! She'd naked in front of strangers and jiggling her jiggly bits!" Suddenly a voice whispered in her ear. "I'd like to see you jiggling your jiggly bits." The voice said and Rissa let out a loud giggle. She turned around to see the handsome blond and gave him a sweet smile. "Hey you." Rissa said, flicking her long brown hair off of her shoulder. Jax smiled and grabbed hold of her hand. "Wanna go finish our conversation?" Rissa nodded, biting down on her lip. Her heart suddenly started to race and she felt herself get a little hot. Talking was the last thing she wanted to do with him. The pair of them slipped away quickly and quietly from the party and entered the dormroom her and Roxxie stayed in. As soon as they were alone, things got heated very fast. Jax grabbed Rissa by her hips and pulled her over to him before planting a passionate kiss on her lips. Rissa was slightly overwhelmed, she'd never been kissed like that before and man did it feel good. Rissa moaned as Jax moved onto kissing and nibbling on her neck. Things were escalating quickly but neither of them minded. Drunk Rissa knew that Sober Rissa would be mad at her but she quite frankly didn't give a shit. It had been a while since she had a good fucking. Items of clothing began to drop to the floor and the pair made it onto the bed. Rissa was just about to take off her underwear when the door opened and in stumbled a wasted Roxxie and a stranger. It looked like Rissa wasn't the only one wanting to get laid tonight. Thanks to Tig for making her feel all hot and bothered, Roxxie had to go and pull a random lad so she could carry on partying. It wasn't hard for Roxxie to find someone, most men found her extremely attractive. Roxxie's eyes widened when seeing her bestfriend straddeling (sort of) cousin. What even the fuck?! Rissa let out a laugh and shooed her friend. "We're kinda busy here, mind shutting the door?" "Oh hell no. Don't you have an Old Lady to go home to?!" Roxxie shouted at the blond male. Rissa's brows furrowed in confusion, an old lady? "I'm sure his granny won't mind. We won't be long." Rissa cluelessly told the girl. Roxxie shook her head and folded her arms over her chest. "Old Lady is a biker term for a SIGNIFICANT OTHER!" She shouted the last part loud enough it made the pair jump. "Get the fuck off him, Rissa. He's got a fucking girlfriend!" Rissa's face was a picture, she quickly jumped off the man and pointed at the door. "Get out you sleaze-bag!" She snapped at the man who rolled his eyes and picked up his clothing. He gave the girls a wink before leaving. "You too, rando." Roxxie pushed the man she was with out of the room and shut the door. The girls jumped onto the bed and looked at each other. "Shit always has to go wrong with us, don't it?" Rissa nodded, letting out a heavy sigh. "Tell me about it."

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tiggys-bitch · 6 years

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Highway To Hell AU:

Chibs: G’mornin’ lass. Guessin’ you had a good night?

Rissa: Stop shouting.. And please get me a bucket.

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#highway to hell #highway to hell fanfic #highway to hell edit #hwth edit #hwth fanfic #hwth #rissa montgomery #chibs telford #highway to hell au #hwth au #rissa x chibs #chibs x rissa

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tiggys-bitch · 6 years

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Drunken Rissa and Chibs manip made by yours truly <3 (they’re not my best but they’re still pretty good i guess??)

only a couple more notes to go on chappy 11 for us to post the next! ;)

(((SHIT KICKS TF OFF IN CHAPPY 12!!!)))

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#hwth fanfic #highway to hell fanfic #rissa montgomery #roxxie sommers #highway to hell manip #hwth manip #highway to hell edit #hwth edit #chibs x rissa #rissa x chibs #roxxie x rissa #rissa x roxxie #chissa

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tiggys-bitch · 6 years

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anyone want a spam on some manips and collage edits of Rissa, Roxxie, Tig and Chibs i made for mine and @papa-chibs Highway To Hell fanfic??????

#hwth #highway to hell fanfic #hwth fanfic #rissa montgomery #roxxie sommers #chibs x rissa #tig x roxxie

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tiggys-bitch · 5 years

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Chapter Fifteen - The Flashback.

hey angels, sorry we haven’t uploaded in ages!! But we’re here now and that’s what matters.

We just want to say thankyou so much for all of the love and support, it means the world to us! <3 @papa-chibs

This chappy is a flashback so you can see how different Rissa and Roxxie’s lives were before they found refuge in Charming, we really hope you like it!

Also Rissa and Roxxie’s flashbacks are from different times. That’s why there will be a big age gap between them.

From now on we’re going to do trigger warnings as our fanfic can get really dark and dirty and we don’t want to upset anyone.

tagging list: @ceceliamarie-85 @isayweallgetdrunk @hissom1933 @guiltyissues @cantmakeupmymindnow

TRIGGER WARNING: physical, sexual and domestic abuse, misscarriage, self harm, murder, blood.

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Lassie and Babydoll.

Rissa hadn't stop thinking about Elliot since she rang him, she couldn't believe she had been so naive and stupid! And not to mention still a little bit in love with him... No matter how many times he said he loved and cared for her, Rissa knew it was always a lie. How could you treat someone you love so horribly?

-FLASH BACK -

24 year old Rissa paced around her big, prestige and classy home, waiting for her fiance to return from work. She had been waiting 4 hours already and the time on the clock said 3am. But she couldn't sleep, she was too excited! You see, Rissa had some amazing news for her fiance... Rissa smiled down at the object in her hands. It was a pink and white paddle-shaped stick. A pregnancy test. On the test was a little screen which showed two opaque lines which meant only one thing. She was pregnant! Her and Elliot had always dreamed about having kids. With the pair of them being older children in their family, they wanted to have so many babies. Rissa looked up at the clock and sighed. Elliot had promised her that he'd be home no later than 12am, but that was 3 hours ago. Rissa decided to distract herself from waiting impatiently so she decided to clean the house, make dinner and wash their laundry.

The door finally opened at 4.39am. Rissa shot up from the seat at the dining table and grinned at her fiance as he locked the door and took off his jacket. She couldn't wait to tell him the good news! She had it all planned out, she'd run into his arms and kiss him and then take him into the lounge where she'd pass him the test. But things didn't go to plan... "Why are you still up?" Elliot growled, annoyance clear in his voice. He walked past the brunette and into the kitchen where he grabbed a bottle of beer from the fridge. Rissa gulped nervously. He stunk of alcohol and weed, and he was obviously not in a good mood. But maybe his mood will change when she tells him? "Hi baby, I missed you." Rissa said sweetly, joining him in the kitchen. She held the pregnancy test behind her back so he couldn't see it. "Are you stupid? I asked you a question." Elliot looked at her as he spat his words out like venom, his eyes were bloodshot and angry. Elliot had had a terrible night at work which meant that when he came home, he'd often take his anger out on Rissa. Rissa noticed blood splatters on his shirt and gasped."Elliot... Are you hurt?!" She exclaimed, frantically checking him for injuries but she didn't find any... The blood wasn't his. Elliot blew his top, scaring his fiance to the point of tears. She'd never seen him this furious before... "Answer my fucking question! WHY ARE YOU AWAKE?" The girl trembled with fear as Elliot walked over to her. She'd seen him mad when he had hit her but never like this.. It was a totally new kind of anger. "I erm.. Was waiting for you, I cooked for us." She reached a hand out to him carefully. "Now please tell me if you are hurt? You have blood on your shirt?" Her prying made Elliot even more enraged. He let out a huge growl before pushing her away from him, he sent her flying across their foyer. Rissa's stomach collided with the edge of a small table making her cry out in pain and the pregnancy test fall from her hands. "Oh I didn't push you that hard, stop being so dramatic." Elliot's voice now held a sinister humour to it. He rolled his eyes at the woman sobbing on the wooden floor. And then Elliot noticed the pregnancy test on the floor. He rushed over to pick up the stick, quickly examining it. Positive. The man's angry facade faded into shock, regret and guilt. If you thought things couldn't get any worse... You were wrong. Rissa let out a shriek when seeing a puddle of red liquid form in between her legs. "Baby...Baby I'm so sorry" Elliot crouched down beside her, wrapping his arms around her frail body. Rissa pushed him away and curled up into a ball on the floor. "Call an ambulance." She whispered, clutching her stomach as she watched puddle of blood grow. Elliot felt tears form in his eyes. "Clarissa please, I didn't know. You know I wouldn't have done that if I did.." His voice was soft, but that didn't fool Rissa. He would've. There was nothing her fiance wasn't capable of. "My sweet baby..." Rissa sobbed, rubbing her stomach. "Mommy loves you.." And then her eyes faded to black.

After spending her night being groped, fucked and hit on by men, 19 year old Roxxie was so happy to be back home. That's how bad it was working in Elliot's secret club Ecstasy, she would much rather prefer staying home with her abusive foster family. Roxxie shoved her rucksack full of money, drugs, alcohol, makeup and lingerie under her bed before going for a shower to wash off the sins. Roxxie had been stripping and selling her body at the illegal club owned by her bestfriend's psychopathic fiance for about 2 years now. Somehow she managed to keep her business with Elliot a secret this whole time without anyone except the two of them knowing. The teen had a love/hate relationship with working as a stripper. She liked the attention, loved to dance and show off her body, and the way that it made her feel. She felt powerful, confident and sexy. But then there were times where she'd get thrown around by men more than twice her age, be forced into doing things she didn't want to do, get STIs and STDs. And then the feelings of embarrassment, disgust and depression would kick in. Roxxie wished that she would be able to live a 'normal' life, but she knew that that would never happen. She was born into a fucked up family and then forced to join another. Being normal was out of the question.

Once Roxxie had finished drowning her sorrows, she came back into her bedroom to finally get some sleep. Well that was the plan, but obviously things just had to go wrong. "Where have you been?" A voice asked as Roxxie entered the room. Roxxie gasped when seeing her foster-brother William sat on her bed. Roxxie gulped, gripping her towel tight in her fists. William was ridiculously sketchy. She hated living with him. Well she hated living with all of the foster-family, they were all creepy and abusive as hell. "Where have you been?" William repeated, much fiercer than before. "You think i haven't noticed you sneaking in and out at night?" He stood up from the bed and walked over to his sister slowly. The girl felt her pulse begin to race as her anxiety overcame her. "I.. I just went to a friend's." She stuttered, fear clear in her voice. William scoffed. "Sure. A 'friend's'." He smirked, crouching down and pulling out her rucksack full of her work essentials. Roxxie's eyes widened and she bit down on her lip. "What do we have in here, huh?" William said as he emptied the bag out onto her bed. He picked up a wad of dollars and chuckled. "Damn, that's gotta be at least $500.." He muttered, shoving it into his pocket. "Gonna treat myself to a new laptop i think.." Roxxie watched the male, her body shaking ever so slightly. All she wanted to do was punch him and gather her things and run away. But the Jameson family weren't the kind of people you messed with. Roxxie learned that as soon as she first moved in with them. William lifted up a lace thong and bra and turned to the red head. He raised an eyebrow and smiled the most creepy smile she'd ever seen. "I bet you look real good in this.." He licked his lips, staring straight into her eyes. "How 'bout you put it on for me?" He asked, holding out the lingerie to her. Roxxie's breath hitched in her throat, why couldn't she have hid her bag better? The male knew how nervous Roxxie was, which just made him even more amused. He knew she wouldn't dare to fight back. "Or, i guess i'll wake up mom and dad and tell them all about your little late night adventures?" Roxxie had no choice. It was either, do whatever William wanted or have her foster-parents find out about her secret life and have them treat her even worse than they already did. What else could she do? Did she want to deal with the 3 of them ganging up on her? Or just William? "If i do this.." Roxxie inhaled deeply, taking the lingerie out of his hands. "You promise me they won't find out? Ever?" She gulped, looking up at the male who was smiling like a serial killer. "I promise." William replied, sitting back down on the bed. He took off his shirt and then began to unbuckle his belt. Roxxie squeezed her eyes shut and let the towel drop to the floor. She wished that this was all just a dream and she'd wake up and be back home in Charming with her real family. But when she reopened her eyes, William was still there in her room, half naked and waiting impatiently. "You want it the easy way? Or the hard way? Because i'm down with either." William snapped at the girl, making her jump a little. If selling her body at work wasn't enough, now she was having to do it at home. -- 5 years later. 24 year old Roxxie was stood in front of the mirror staring at her half-naked body through teary eyes. She was covered in fresh cuts and bruises. The bruises were from being manhandled at work but the cuts... The cuts were done by herself, deliberately. Roxxie was in the middle of dolling herself up to sneak out to work. She did have only an hour to get ready, but she had already used up 20 minutes of it crying. It was her biological and deceased mother's birthday today. Her foster family either didn't know, or just didn't care. She was left to deal with her emotions alone, all day. And now she was having to go sell her body to sleazy and disgusting men. It was fair to say that Roxxie was feeling pretty broken. The door to the bathroom swung open and in walked her foster-brother William. He shut and locked the door quickly before grabbing Roxxie and pushing her against the wall. "I've been thinking about you allllll day." William whispered, his hungry eyes locked on Roxxie's. "Not tonight." Roxxie's voice was stern and serious. William let out a low chuckle. "Who the fuck said you were in charge? We have a deal." He snapped at the girl. "Now, shut the fuck up or i'm going to make you." "Besides, don't you wanna blow off some steam? Ain't it ya junkie mom's birthday?" William knew exactly what to say to push her buttons. He was an expert manipulater. Roxxie felt the anger rise up in her but she tried her hardest to keep calm. "I'm sure she would want you to have some fun? She was all about havin' fun weren't she?" William smirked. "Maybe too much fun.. Y'know, since it killed her." The girl lunged at the male, punching him right in his nose. There was no way she was going to let that bastard talk about her mother like that! William wiped his bloody nose and chuckled. "Do it again. I dare you." Roxxie gritted her teeth and swung at him once more, but in swift movements he blocked her fist and sent his flying at her instead. The force from the punch knocked Roxxie to the ground with a bang. She hit her head hard against the floor, making her black out for a few seconds. When her eyes reopened she saw William climbing on top of her. Roxxie tried her hardest to fight him but he was so strong and heavy! She was like a rag doll compared to him. Her heart raced as she punched and kicked the man who was crushing her body against the cold bathroom floor. It was getting hard for her to breathe which made her even weaker. But then, she remembered she'd brought her bag into the bathroom with her. And there was something inside her bag that would easily overpower him. She outstretched her arm trying to grab her rucksack that was only inches away. She grunted and groaned, still trying to fight him as well as straining to reach her bag. William was already half-naked which meant that Roxxie was running out of time. But then, as if all of her prayers were answered, she managed to wriggle a little and finally was able to get her hands on the bag. Roxxie rummaged through the slinky lingerie, bottles of alcohol and baggies of drugs before grabbing hold of something solid. And without wasting another second, she yanked out a gun and put it against William's head. The man froze, his eyes wide and mouth slightly open. Tears were pouring down Roxxie's face as she held the gun in shaky hands. "Get off.. Or i will shoot you." Roxxie stuttered, but the power was in her hands, literally. William nodded slowly, before climbing off of the girl's frail body. Roxxie kept the gun pointed at him the whole time as he moved steadily away from her. Roxxie also started to get up from the floor, ready to make a runner, but she slipped. Roxxie was caught off guard for only a few seconds, in which William saw an opportunity. The next thing Roxxie knew was, William lunged at her and then a huge bang echoed throughout the house. The gun fell out of the girl's hands and she jumped up from the floor instantly. She'd just shot William. Blood gushed out of the hole in the man's head. The hole that Roxxie had put in him. Her ears rang from being that close when the gun went off. Suddenly the sound of footsteps along with shouting and banging broke Roxxie out of her thoughts. Her foster-parents were banging on the bathroom door, screaming and shouting. Roxxie rushed around the room frantically gathering her things and putting them in her bag before opening the bathroom window. She needed to get the hell out of there before they found her! The girl threw her bag out of the window and got ready to climb out, but then she remembered the gun was still on the floor beside William's motionless and limp body. She looked over her shoulder to see that the gun was now in a puddle of William's blood. She quickly grabbed it and shoved it in her bra before climbing out of the window and onto the roof of the livingroom. Once Roxxie was out of the house, she took off, there was no chance she was going to wait around. Her sobbing covered up the screaming coming from the house. They must've gotten into the bathroom and seen their son. Roxxie brought out her phone and called the one person who'd be able to help her out. The person who played a part in this mess. "Sup, princess? Hope you're not calling to tell me you can't make it to work." A male voice spoke. Roxxie panted and cried down the phone. "Elliot, I fucked up... I really fucked up." "What do you mean? What did you do?" "I.. I just killed my foster-brother."

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Chapter One - Runaway Bride.

Oh my gosh !! Me and @papa-chibs are so so incredibly excited to share our lil baby with you!!

Highway To Hell is actually a remake of a fanfic we wrote back in 2014. - we changed pretty much everything except the name and our faceclaims lmao.

So sharing this with you is such a big deal to us!

We really hope you lil beans like it, please like, reblog, share! Feel free to message either of us with questions, or if you wanna fangirl!

Let us know if you’d like Chapter 2.

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Babydoll and Lassie.

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The brunette stared through her teary blue eyes at the fullbody mirror. She had never looked so beautiful before... Or broken. Her long brown hair was draped over her shoulders in loose curls. Her makeup was the definition of perfection. And the dress. Oh the dress was the most beautiful and elegant dress she'd ever seen. So it should be, it cost her 12,750$. She really did look like a fairytale princess, but her prince definitely wasn't charming. So many thoughts and doubts were swimming around in her head. Was she doing the right thing? Did she really love him? Would she be able to deal with living her life like this just to make her mother happy? Did she really want to marry him? Letting out a whimper, Rissa carefully examined the fading bruises that littered her skin like leopard-print. She couldn't handle even thinking about having to spend the rest of her life being beaten and bruised by her soon-to-be husband let alone actually go through with it! Rissa let the tears she'd been holding back spill from her eyes. She couldn't hide anymore. She couldn't keep pretending that everything would be okay. This was not the life she wanted! No... This was not the life she deserved! The sound of a door opening ripped the bride from her thoughts. Rissa's head turned in direction of the noise fast enough it hurt. Her heart pounded and she could feel herself starting to panic. She had assumed it was her mother or her in-laws but lo and behold, it the one person in the whole world she trusted. Her best friend Roxxie.

There stood the tall strawberry blonde haired girl in a floral dress with a sympathetic smile on her lips. She knew exactly what Rissa was thinking, she'd known for a while and she came prepared. "I... I can't.." Rissa spoke but her voice was like a whisper. Roxxie walked over to her best friend and gave her the biggest embrace. Before Rissa knew it her legs gave way and she fell to her knees bringing Roxxie down with her. Roxxie wrapped her arms tightly around the woman as she completely broke down. She absolutely hated seeing Rissa like this, it broke her heart. But she was here and would support her best friend through anything. "It's okay baby, it's okay.. I got this... I got you." Roxxie whispered, brushing back her friend's hair. "The car is ready whenever you are, okay? I'll take care of everything." Despite hating to watch Rissa's heartbreak, Roxxie was so proud and glad that her friend was going to call off the wedding. She knew exactly what kind of man Elliot was, she'd known since she was a child. Roxxie didn't know about the physical abuse, but she knew that they would have very heated arguments. Both of the girls kept secrets about Elliot from each other, none of them wanting to relive or be honest about what had happened to them. "I need.. I need to get out of here." Rissa stuttered, standing up and smoothing down her dress. "I can't stay here.. I can't face him. I can't!" She could feel herself starting to panic again but Roxxie grabbed her face and stared her square in the eye. "I got you. Okay?" Roxxie reassured her, nodding her head. "The car is out front. It's ready to go whenever you are." Rissa's brows furrowed in confusion. "How did-" Roxxie cut her off before she could finish her sentence. "Ris, you're practically my sister, i know you better than you know yourself." Roxxie smiled at her friend before taking hold of her hand and leading her out of the big doors. The two girls ran through the hallway of the church hand in hand. Adrenaline rushing through their veins and high heeled shoes tapping loudly on the wooden floor. Rissa couldn't help but smile when seeing Roxxie's car parked directly outside the entrance to the church. She was finally going to be free! Free from Elliot, her mother, the abuse, everything! All thanks to Roxxie. She had no idea what she'd do without her. "Where are we gonna go?" Rissa asked her friend who was taking control of the situation. Roxxie quickly unlocked the car and the two of them hopped inside and put on their seatbelts. "I know a place. I'll explain on the way, but we gotta go now, okay?" The ignition came to life with a roar and Roxxie looked over to Rissa and raised her brows, as if to say 'are you sure you want to do this?' "Let's go." Rissa declared. And so, the car sped away from the church, their family and their home in Redding. -- 5 hours of driving and only 3 toilet stops later, the girls were finally at their destination, a town called Charming in California. Roxxie explained to Rissa about how before she came to live in Redding, she used to live in Charming with her uncle after her mother died. She kept out the part where her uncle was the President in an MC, she didn't want Rissa to freak out on their journey. Besides, she'd eventually find out when they got there. Roxxie also told Rissa that they'd be safe with her family and that Elliot won't be able to find her. Even though Rissa didn't know much of what was happening, she trusted Roxxie.

Letting out a heavy sigh, Roxxie turned off the ignition and looked over at her best friend. Rissa looked like a mess, a beautiful mess. Her mascara had ran when she cried earlier and it now stained her face. Her neat curly hair had turned into crazy curls that went in every direction. Despite looking so lost and broken, she still looked pretty. "What the hell is this place?" Rissa grimaced as she opened the car door and struggled trying to get out without ruining her dress. Roxxie smirked at Rissa's facial expressions she was pulling. It was obvious she did not want to be here. "This is our safe haven, the SAMCRO Clubhouse." Roxxie grinned taking it all in. It had been over 10 years since she had last been here and it hadn't changed a bit. Over by where some motorcycles were parked there was a small children's park enclosed by barbed wire fences. The play area had been updated with some safer and more varied play equipment, thankfully. Across from the kid's park was the infamous Teller-Morrow Automotive repair shop where some men in overalls were working on a couple of bikes. Roxxie remembered when she used to run around and play inside the garage and all the times she'd get told off for doing so. And last but not least, there was a big building near where they came into the lot decorated with the reaper logo all over it. That was the SAMCRO Clubhouse. Rissa rolled her eyes as she examined the location that would now be there 'safe haven'. It definitely wasn't her cup of tea. It all looked so dirty and gross... Probably full of diseases... "Okay let's go inside. I don't wanna stay out here for another second.." Rissa groaned, hitching up her heavy white gown. Roxxie nodded and led the way towards the entrance to the Clubhouse. The two girls walked inside the building, both of them suprised by the interior. It looked totally different from the boring warehouse-like look on the outside. There was a bar to their right with a bunch of tables and chairs around it. Rissa noticed several doors leading to different rooms and corridors. It gave off a maze kinda vibe. There was a pool table near the doors as well as the reaper sign everywhere. And not to mention the small stage equipped with lights and a stripper pole. Roxxie turned to her friend and sighed. "Okay, stay here, i need to go find my Uncle and explain what's goin' on." She pointed over to the couches in the corner of the room, indicating that Rissa should sit down over there. Rissa's face dropped as she looked over to the couches, they looked so disgusting, there was no way she'd sit on them without giving them a deep clean first.

Rissa watched as her bestfriend walked out of the main hall and down a corridor and let out a groan. She was now left alone in a bar like area, completely clueless as to where the hell she was. Suddenly something in particular caught her eye. By the two large wooden doors, there was a wall covered in framed mugshots. "Oh god, Criminals..." Rissa exclaimed, she couldn't believe the sitution she was in. Especially since Roxxie had brought her here! This morning she woke up thinking she was going to marry her fiance and now she was stood in a dirty and smelly place thats probably owned by criminals, alone. A couple of minutes later, the doors her and Roxxie entered the building bursted open. "Oh hell no!" Rissa whispered to herself as saw three men in black leather jackets walk inside. She stood awkwardly in her wedding dress by the bar wishing the ground would swallow her up. "Well well well, what do we have here?" The first man to enter said as he looked the girl up and down. His crazy, black, curly hair and matching tache was the first thing that the girl noticed. "Boys, i think we're a little underdressed." The second male said in a thick scottish accent. He was a handsome man, old enough to be her father but very handsome. He had grey and black shoulder length hair and noticeable scars on his cheeks. Rissa just stood in silence, taking small steps back. She looked from man to man, praying every second that her friend would return. The last male didn't speak, he just ignored her presence and went to make himself a whiskey. He had blond locks and stubble on his face, it was safe to say he was gorgeous and definitely more in Rissa's age rage. "So? Who are you and why you in a fucking wedding dress?" The blond man now spoke, his voice was gruff and scary... It was obvious he was not in a good mood. Rissa gulped, feeling extremely intimidated. "Erm...I'm just waiting for my friend Roxxie, sir." She said awkwardly, biting down on her lip after she spoke. All three men burst into laughter and she looked at them with a confused look on her face. What was so funny? "Less of the sir, take a seat darlin." Blondie spoke again but this time he sounded a lot more nicer. He patted the bar stool next to him and Rissa enhaled sharply. The girl looked down at the seat, eyeing it for a few seconds before wiping it with a rag off the bar. She finally took a seat and looked up at the males, who were all staring at her. "Fuckin' hell, why did no one tell me the queen of england had arrived in charming?" The black haired male scoffed as he spoke. He had a smirk on his lips and his eyes were travelling up and down her body. It made Rissa extremely uncomfortable. "Now now Tiggy, leave her alone. You know what kinda shit gets on them seats." The Scot said with a smirk, which made Rissa grimace as she thought about all the bodily fluids the chair probably had on it. "So what's your name pretty lady?" The Scottish man asked as he sat down beside her. He studied her face and knew that she did not feel at home at all. "Uh Clar....Rissa, Just Rissa." She replied with a small smile. The Scot outstretched his hand for her to shake. "Well just Rissa, I'm Chibs. The rude fucker that keeps checking you out is Tig and the pretty one is Jax." As he finished speaking Jax slid two beers his way, he took one for himself and he handed one to the girl. Rissa reluctantly took a sip, pulling a sour face as the liquid entered her mouth. It tasted bitter and awful. She would much prefer a bottle of her favourite champagnes, Krug 2003 Clos du Mesnil. "Not good enough for ya, princess?" Tig laughed, Rissa just rolled her eyes. She didn't like him at all. He was rude and sleazy. Jax cleared his throat. "So what are you and Roxxie doin' here?" Jax now spoke up, speaking like he knew exactly who the girl's bestfriend was. "Well erm, I left my fiance at the alter and we ended up here... So I don't actually know." Rissa pushed back tears as she spoke, two of the men noticed this and decided not to keep pressing. They didn't want to make her talk, it was obvious she wasn't in the greatest of situations. But obviously, the rude crazy haired man didn't notice, or care. "What did the unlucky fucker do to deserve that?" Rissa was taken to a dark place with that comment, remembering all the bad things he did. And before she could stop herself, the tears began to spill from her eyes. 'Oh god, I'm sat in the middle of some strange men, in a wedding dress, crying, probably catching dieses. Fuck.' She thought. "TIG!" Both Chibs and Jax shouted together, acting as a warning. "What?" Tig threw his hands up and chuckled. -- Meanwhile in the office, Roxxie had reunited with her Uncle Clay and was expressing the situation her and Rissa were in. She told him everything, even the dirty little details she'd kept secret all these years. She knew she could trust him to keep them safe from Elliot. But then, their conversation was interrupted. After hearing shouting and the sound of crying, Roxxie came running into the main hall to see three men surrounding Rissa who was crying at the bar. Roxxie stomped over to the men and folded her arms, giving them all the death glare. "What the fuck did you ass fucks do?" Roxxie snapped looking at the strangers. "Huh? Are you fuckin' mute?! I asked a question!" Her voice proceeded to get louder. She didn't know who any of them were but she didn't care. If they picked a fight with Rissa, they picked one with her too. All the men were wide eyed and looking at each other awkwardly, none of them having any idea what was happening. "Was it you? Did you make my best friend cry?" Roxxie exclaimed, pointing at the blond male who was nearest to Rissa. The man shook his head and cleared his throat, about to speak but Roxxie cut him off. "Oh no asshole, you don't get to speak unless you're confessin'!!" Roxxie was now shouting. All of the emotions from the day had finally caught up with her and she wasn't taking it well. She'd always been protective over Rissa, especially when it came to men. The man with the crazy black hair stepped forward. "I don't know who the fuck you are Red, but you need to lower your voice." The man told her, which only made her angrier. "Excuse me? Don't fuckin' talk to me like that!" Roxxie also took a step forward, squaring up to the man who would easily knock her on her ass. "I will fuck-" The feeling of a hand on her shoulder made Roxxie jump. Less than a second later, Roxxie turned around and punched whoever it was. She'd developed that reflex back in Redding when people would try to fight her. A loud groan came from the tall grey haired man who was only trying to help, he staggered back but regained his balance as his nose started to gush with blood. Roxxie's eyes widened when she realised who she'd just assaulted. "Oh shit, Uncle Clay i am so so sorry!" She stuttered, reaching out to help but he pushed her away. "Uncle Clay?" The black haired man said, more bothered about what she'd called him rather than her possibly breaking his nose. "You've done enough." Clay's voice was low and gruff. Roxxie knew that she'd obviously fucked up. Not only did she show up out of the blue with all this drama, she'd just punched him! "Go take your friend in the back, sort your shit out." He ordered. Roxxie sighed, nodding in agreement. "C'mon Ris, let's go." Roxxie took hold of her friend's hand and lead the way out of the main hall, down a corridor and into a dorm room. It was fair to say that neither of the girls weren't having a great day. -- An hour or so later, it was now 8pm and both Rissa and Roxxie were both physically and emotionally drained. After being sent to their new room like they were teenagers again, the girls hadn't really spoken. Rissa had just been lying in bed staring at the other side of the room. And Roxxie didn't want to force her to talk so she stayed quiet to. She wondered whether she should find Clay and apologise but she didn't want to make things worse so she stayed with Rissa. Being quiet meant that Roxxie was caught up with her thoughts and that always stressed her out. Especially since she wasn't well, mentally. She had her mother to thank for that. "I'm going out for a cig, i'll be back in a bit." Roxxie said, getting up from the bed. She could feel her thoughts getting louder and it was stressing her the fuck out. Without waiting for a reply, Roxxie put on her denim jacket and exited the clubhouse quickly. She really needed some fresh air and a cigarette. As she made her way outside, Roxxie noticed a ladder on the side of the clubhouse that lead up to the roof and she smiled to herself. The girl carefully climbed up the ladder, curious to see what the view of Charming looked like from up high. When reaching the top, Roxxie saw that somebody had already beaten her to it and her smile dropped. The blonde man she shouted at earlier was sat on a deck chair having a smoke by himself. "What are you doing up here?" He asked, noticing the girl who was glaring at him. Roxxie rolled her eyes and climbed over the ladder and onto the roof. "I could ask you the same thing." She grumbled, not impressed by his presence. He chuckled and patted the empty seat next to him. Roxxie sighed and walked over, moving the chair away from him and taking a seat. She sparked up a cigarette and exhaled loudly. Nicotine is just what she needed. The man watched Roxxie for a couple of minutes, realising that she did not remember him at all, even though they grew up together. He smirked and cleared his throat to get her attention. "Hey grumpy?" He called. Roxxie looked over to him and gave him a dirty look. "You don't know who i am, do you?" He asked her. Roxxie shook her head. "Am i supposed to?" She answered. "Well, i remember you." He stated. "And how you used annoy the fuck out of me. You'd always ask for piggybacks, throw things at me, and... Oh yeah and the time ya made me jump and i gave you a black eye?" The girl was confused and didn't know what he was talking about. But then it hit her. She used to terrorize Jax, Clay's step-son, when she used to live here. So that would make him, Jax? Roxxie's eyes widened and she let out a booming laugh. "Oh my god. Jax? What the.." Roxxie couldn't find the words to say. He looked so different! And he was now Vice President of Samcro! She didn't understand how he got away with that one.. He was such a mommy's boy. Jax grinned. "That's me, darlin'. The one and only." He was glad they were now on good terms and not acting like strangers. "Man, i can't believe you didn't remember me.. Kinda hurts." He pulled a sad face which made Roxxie laugh. "No, i remember you.. I just didn't recognise you. You look so different." Roxxie explained. She thought back to when she was younger and how Jax used to be small, spotty and moody. Puberty did well for him. Roxxie puffed on her cigarette and sighed. "Man, i'm sorry about earlier.. I was not in the best headspaces." Jax smiled and shook his head. "No need to apologise. You had a tough day. I remember you being pretty crazy but not... Y'know.. Kinda psycho." He teased her. "Oh that was before i got my ass beat everyday. Now i'm the one that does the ass beatin'." Roxxie smirked, winking at him. "Blondie if you thought that was psycho... Let's hope you never get to witness what Psycho Roxxie can do. Shit'll give ya nightmares." The pair of them laughed and caught each other up on their lives since they were now adults. Roxxie found out that she wasn't the only one who'd had a tough life. Maybe it was good for them to reuinte, maybe they'd be able to help each other? -- It had been a long day for Rissa and she was now enjoying some alone time while Roxxie had gone for a smoke. She was sat on the bed in a dormroom that wasn't far from the main area of the clubhouse. Finally she could take a breather and maybe start processing the day. Well that was until she heard a knock at the door. "Can't a girl get five minutes alone in this place?" She mumbled to herself before storming over to the door and opening it. "Yes?" When the door was opened, the Scottish male from earlier was stood holding a bottle of wine and a pile of clothes. "Sorry to bother you darl, but I thought you'd want to get out of that dress. Roxxie mentioned you had no stuff.. It's not much but it's all I could find that wouldn't be huge on you." The Scot told her with a friendly grin. For the first time all day Rissa let a genuine smile take over her lips. What a gentlemen, she thought. "Thank you, I really appreciate it... Chibs?" She said his name as more of a question, not knowing if she got it right. "Not a problem Lassie. Oh and I thought you could use the wine." Chibs sent a playful smirk her way as he handed her the things and went to leave the room. Before he left he turned back towards the girl. "I don't know you, or what you've been through but this is a safe place. I know you are probably way out of your comfort zone but we ain't all that bad when you get to know us." He paused for a short second as he watched her face. "We may be a bit crazy but we're just a big, happy, dysfunctional family darlin'." "I'm used to dysfunctional shit, I'm sure I'll be just fine." Rissa giggled. Chibs was shocked at the swear word coming out of her mouth, from first impressions she didn't seem the type of girl who likes to cuss. It amused him. "Goodnight sweet, hopefully tomorrow is a better day." And with that he walked away. Once he was out of her eyesight, Rissa closed the door, jumped out of the dress as quick as she could and threw on one of the shirts the male had given her. It was a navy colour, with the writing 'Property of SAMCRO' in white writing across the front. Rissa pounced back on the bed, opened the wine and began swigging out of the bottle. Lord knows she needed that wine. It was far much nicer than that beer she had ealier. For some reason the handsome Scotsman was not leaving her brain, no man had ever gone out of their way to be nice to her. Especially not a big ass scary biker trying to help her settle in after only knowing her for a mere few hours. She let out a small sigh before the day caught up on her and she drifted off to sleep with the bottle of wine still in her hand.

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Chapter Two - Small Bald Man.

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Babydoll and Lassie.

The next day, Rissa was fast asleep in the dorm room despite the sun shining brightly through the windows. She'd spent the whole night sprawled out in the double bed, dead to the world. Normally she wakes up to go to the toilet a couple times a night, but after the events of yesterday Rissa didn't wake up once. Roxxie had assumed the two of them were going to share the bed, however when she came back from her chat with Jax up on the roof, she found Rissa sleeping and cradling the bottle of wine in her arms. Who knew such a small girl could take up so much space? Roxxie, being the good friend she is, took the open bottle out of her hands before she spilt it, and pulled the duvet over her. Then she left Rissa to sleep. There were three other dormrooms thankfully so Roxxie would be able to sleep in a bed. But then she decided to have a couple drinks in the empty bar before going to sleep and then before she knew it she was drunk and ended up crashing on the couch instead. 5 hours later, it was now 9am and the Clubhouse doors were unlocked and opened. The sound of singing and footsteps woke the sleeping ginger on the couch with a jump. "Oh shit! Who the fuck are you?!" Roxxie exclaimed looking at a small bald man with strange hands. He stared at her with wide eyes, his cheeks turning pink in embarrassment. "Oi, who are you little man? Are you even allowed to be here? This isn't a shelter y'know?" The man smiled and shook his head. "I'm Chuckie, i work here." He said with a chuckle. "I work behind the bar sometimes, but mostly i'm the bookkeeper. Oh and i help out with cooking as well sometimes. Now that i have these magic fingers, everything is far much easier to do. I have Gemma to thank for that. She's a great woman, you should meet her, you'll love her! She's pretty, kind, funny-" Roxxie cut him off by clapping her hands together. "Here's the thing Chuckie, i don't really care about your whole lifestory. I'm slightly hungover and you're talking A LOT." The girl told him with raised brows. Chuckie smiled and nodded. "Would you like a coffee?" Chuckie asked politely. Roxxie smiled and pointed at him. "Strong, black and sweet." Roxxie answered and the little man skipped off into the kitchen. Roxxie laughed, lying back down on the couch. What a strange man, she thought.

Not long later, Chuckie returned with a mug of steaming hot coffee. Roxxie thanked him and asked if he wouldn't mind making a milky coffee with 3 sugars for Rissa. She knew that Rissa would also need some caffeine before facing whatever the day would bring. After Chuckie had finished making Rissa's drink, he made his way over to the dormroom humming a song. He didn't bother to knock, he just walked straight in. "Wakey wakey, sleeping beauty!" Chuckie sang in a high-pitched voice as he walked around the bed. "Hellooooo?" Chuckie poked her cheek and her eyes shot open. As soon as she felt something touch her she woke up instantly. Less than a second later Rissa screamed. And then Chuckie did. Roxxie came running into the room to see Chuckie and Rissa screaming at each other and she fell apart laughing. Rissa turned to look at Roxxie and stopped screaming when realising she wasn't in danger. "What the hell is going on?!" The brunette exclaimed, waving her arms in the air. "Who are you?! And why are you laughing?!" It was fair to say that Rissa wasn't a morning person.. Or someone who likes to be woken up by a stranger poking her face. Chuckie handed her the mug of coffee. "Careful, it's very hot. Okay dokay, see ya later!" And then he left the room. "Good morning, princess." Roxxie laughed, taking a seat beside her friend on the bed. Rissa glared at her and raised her brows. "Is it?" -- Later that day after the girls woke up, showered and got dressed they made their way into the main hall and to their suprise the place was crowded. The bar was filled with men of all shapes, races and sizes. Chuckie was at the bar serving some of them and having a conversation with others. All of the men were wearing the same leather jacket with patches all over. However, a few didn't have the grim reaper on the back. None of the men realised that Rissa and Roxxie were in the room as it was so loud and busy. It wasn't until a dark curly haired man with familiar blue eyes looked in their direction, that they were noticed. ''Ayy it's the runaway bride and psycho sally!'' Tig shouted, grinning at the girls who weren't as happy to see him. He was rude and annoying. "Settle down, Tiggy." A gruff voice told the man. Roxxie's Uncle, Clay, stood up from the seat at the bar. "Mornin' ladies." He said with a smile. "I'm glad you're both here. Okay everyone listen up, i have an announcement to make." Clay declared, making the room fall silent. The tall grey haired man walked over and stood beside the girls. "First of all, i want to introduce you to my niece, Roxxie." He looked down at the red head who was feeling super uncomfortable with everyone staring at them. A few men looked shocked to hear that she was Clay's niece, or even suprised to find out Clay had a niece. "And her friend, Rissa." "Now i trust you all to welcome them with open arms. They're going to be staying here with us for as long as it's needed. But, they aren't just here to visit. They need our help." Clay announced, looking at his fellow members of SAMCRO. "Long story short, they're in trouble.. And possibly danger. So i need you all to make sure these girls are safe, at all times. They are your priority." Hearing the man say those things put Rissa's mind at ease. Roxxie was right, they were going to protect them. She could feel her eyes fill with tears as she listened to Clay, she already felt safe and knew she would be okay. Roxxie saw that Rissa was getting emotional and took hold of her hand. "Club business will run as usual, but i want two of you two stay put and keep an eye on them at ALL TIMES. Anythin' happens, you call me." Clay explained to the men. "Now, on a lighter note." His stern voice faded and was replaced with a more friendly tone. "Since this is the first time i've seen my lovely niece in 10 years, i want to celebrate!" That announcement earned lots of whooping and clapping from the men. Clay put his arm around Roxxie and she smiled. A party dedicated to her? Amazing. "Tonight we're gonna drink until we run out of alcohol. And after that? We're gonna find more alcohol to drink!" Clay exclaimed. The building erupted with cheering and Rissa and Roxxie couldn't help but laugh, they'd never witnessed anything like this. Clay hushed everyone so he could carry on speaking. "Alright alright.. I just want to say, thankyou all, i trust you will help these girls. They're family. And family is all that matters. Alright, speech over!"

After Clay ended his declaration, everyone got back to whatever they were doing. Clay gave the girls a smile before rejoining his brothers. "See? I told you we're all good here." Roxxie smiled, giving her best friend a hug. "I ain't lettin' no one hurt you ever again, i promise." Suddenly the sound of shouting interrupted the girls' moment. "Roxanne? Roxanne?!" The sound of her name being called made the red head pull away. She hadn't been called by her full name in years. It confused her at first, but then her eyes landed on the person who was trying to find her. "Roxanne baby?" Clay's wife and Jax's mom, Gemma Teller-Morrow, was frantically looking around the room. Roxxie felt her eyes well up when seeing the woman who helped raise her. She thought of Gemma like she was her actual mother. Finally, the woman caught sight of the girl and she grinned. Without wasting another second, Gemma ran over and wrapped her arms around Roxxie, holding her in a tight embrace. "Oh baby i'm so sorry i'm late. I was babysitting my grandson because the sitter cancelled and-" "Gem, it's okay." Roxxie told the woman who refused to let go. "I can't tell you how happy i am to see you.. I wish it was on better terms.." "Baby, you're here. You're home. That's all that matters." Gemma stroked back Roxxie's long ginger hair and let out a heavy sigh. Rissa watched the women hug and and express their love for each other and couldn't help but get a little upset. They weren't even related by blood and they were so close and affectionate. Whereas her mother had never been so 'motherly' to her. She'd never felt her mother's love before.. Gemma pulled away from Roxxie, kissed her cheek and then looked over to Rissa. "Oh, hey darlin! I'm Gemma, you must be Rissa." The woman pulled Rissa in for a quick hug. "Oh wow, aren't you absolutely gorgeous!"Roxxie grinned and nodded in agreement. "Thank you, Miss Gemma. It's nice to me you. You are quite beautiful yourself." Rissa replied, making Gemma giggle. "Baby you don't gotta call me, miss. Call me Gem, Gemma, Auntie Gem, Momma Gem. Whatever you like. Any friend of Roxanne's is a friend of mine." Gemma explained to the younger brunette. Rissa looked over at her friend when hearing the name 'Roxanne', she knew how much she hated it. Roxxie rolled her eyes and let out a laugh. "Oh, Clay told me you didn't bring anything with you? No clothes? Nothin'?" Gemma asked the girls who shook their heads in response. "Okay, well, i don't mind putting off the stack of files i gotta sort through and taking you girlies shopping instead?" Rissa's face lit up with excitement. Shopping?! She LOVED shopping! Especially for clothes! It was fair to say that Miss Gemma was winning her over. -- While the girls were out shopping for some new clothes, the members of SAMCRO were called in church for a meeting. Clay was sat at the top of the table and talking about Charming's new Sherrif, Eli Roosevelt. "The man seems to have it out for us, boys." Clay told his brothers. "We gotta keep our hands clean.. Or at least make it look like we are." The men around the table nodded in agreement. "Keep a low profile, but get shit done." "We have a meeting with the Gallindo Cartel in two days, until then, we celebrate the arrival of Roxxie and Rissa." The man grinned as everyone banged on the table and cheered. Clay respected and trusted his brothers to keep the girls safe. He knew they would help him keep them safe from the drama they left behind in Redding. The thing was, SAMCRO already knew who Elliot McQueen was. They'd done business with the rich playboy a couple of years ago. They knew what kind of manipulative, violent and unpredictable man he was so they prepared for the worst. "Those girls are deffo gonna cause us some trouble boys." Tig said with a smirk plastered on his face. Clay hit the back of his head with a small laugh. "Keep ya eyes and hands off my niece... The other one is free for the taking." "I'd happily take her." Jax said. "But Tara wouldn't like that." Chibs chimed in as he held his hand up in the air. "I can take one for the team." "Give over old man, she won't want you... I think I've got this one." Juice said with a goofy grin, the whole table began laughing. "That's all good, i don't like brunettes so..." Tig said as he thought about the redhead, his jeans growing tighter just thinking about her, he shifted in his seat and smirked. No one else added anything about Roxxie, even though they all thought she was hot, they knew Clay would have their balls if they did. Tig looked over to the top of the table to find Clay glaring at him. Yep, he would definitely get a shot to the dick if he carried on talking. -- After a long day of shopping with Gemma, both Roxxie and Rissa were tired out. It's safe to say Gemma knew how to spend money. "Can we nap?" Roxxie said in a whiny voice as they entered the Clubhouse. "Don't be stupid girl, it's been a long time since I've had girl's I actually like around here... We are getting ready for the party together." The older lady said in a stern but playful tone. They were going to get ready now? But it was only the afternoon? "But Gemma... The party isn't for like 4 hours?" Rissa said, for some reason she felt very comfortable around Gemma, which was unusual for many reasons. "Hush girly." Gemma said for leaving the room to gather her things. Both Roxxie and Rissa looked at each other and let out a laugh. "So I'm gonna wear the button up denim skirt and the red top, what you gonna wear Ris?" "Help me pick? You know usually I'd be wearing a shirt buttoned up to my neck and fancy pants." Rissa sighed as she thought about how controlling Elliot was, he even chose her clothes. Roxxie bit her lip as she rummaged through the bags. Then she grinned, pulling out the perfect outfit for her. "You are gonna be such a biker babe!" "Oh shut up." The dark haired girl laughed. "No I mean it... All those guys are gonna be fighting for your attention." She paused. "Stay away from Trager though okay?" The last part was said so seriously, Rissa knew it was a warning. Gemma strolled back into the girl's room, make up and hair appliences in hand. "Why are you brats still sat down? Go shower." she sighed as she rolled her eyes at the pair of them. "Sometimes I'm so glad I didn't have no daughters." She let out a small laugh as she shooed Roxxie into the shower. Once Gemma heard the shower going she walked over to the bed and took a seat next to Rissa. "So, do you want to talk about what has you looking so down baby?" The older woman hadn't known the girl long but she had taken a liking to her already and that didn't happen very often. "It's just, all these clothes... I would have never been able to wear them before... Both Elliot and that woman that gave birth to me would never allow it. I'm just a little overwelmed I guess." "Oh sweetie." Gemma sighed. "They ain't here and you can't live your life thinking about those bastards... You are here now and you are safe." Gem wrapped her arm around the girl and pulled her in for a hug. "Don't know if you heard but we are a big family at SAMCRO and you are now apart of that... Whether you like it or not" Gemma smirked before placing a kiss on her head. Roxxie walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. "It's your turn Ris." The brunette walked over and hugged her soaking wet bestfriend before running off to get in the shower. "What did I miss?" The red head asked the older woman. "Bonding, baby. Bonding"

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Chapter Six - Do You Smell Smoke?

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Babydoll and Lassie.

It was 12pm and Rissa had been cleaning from the moment she woke up until now. She didn't mind it though, it actually took her mind off of the Scottish male and what had happened between them the day before. Her head was so frazzled with all of the events that had taken place this week. Rissa couldn't believe all the things she had done since being in charming.. First nearly sleeping with Jax and then the whole shower situation with Chibs! It was so out of her character.. Especially considering she had only slept with one man in all the 27 years of her life... Elliot. Oh god, Elliot, she thought. He hadn't really crossed her mind much since she got here but now he had she felt uneasy. As much as she hated him for all of the abuse and manipulation she suffered with for years, she still loved him.. Rissa wished that her feelings for him would disappear so she could be free from him for good. But it wasn't that easy. That's what made him so dangerous. Chuckie placed a steamy hot cup of coffee on to the bar, ripping her out of her thoughts. "Oh, thanks, Chuck." Rissa said with a smile. He sat down beside her and stared at her in confusion. "Are you okay Rita?" Chuckie asked, making Rissa roll her eyes but laugh. Why couldn't he get her name right? It wasn't that hard, surely? "Rissa. And not really. I'm just a bit... Homesick, kinda." She told him, picking up her coffee and taking a couple sips of it. "I guess, reality has just hit me y'know? I've been in a bubble these past few days... And it seems to have suddenly popped." Chuckie listened to Rissa, nodding and taking in all of the information. He didn't really know much about her, or why she was here, he just knew the basics. That she ran away from home with Roxxie and was now seeking shelter here. "Sorry, i'm rambling.." Rissa let out an awkward laugh. "Thanks for the coffee. It's just what i needed." Chuckie gave the girl a smile before standing up and walked away. He thought it was best to leave her alone to relax for a bit. Rissa sat in silence, frozen and fragile. Being alone with her thoughts was the last thing she needed. And then just like that, the door opened and in walked Roxxie. It was a bit weird how she always showed up when Rissa needed her the most. "Man, it's hot out there today! We should be lyin' on a beach in our bikinis." Roxxie told her friend, taking off her sunglasses and bag and putting them down on the bar. She reached over and grabbed a half empty bottle of vodka and two glasses and then sat down beside Rissa. She poured two drinks of vodka and passed one down to her friend. "Cheers." Roxxie said, holding up her glass. Rissa just stared straight ahead, ignoring Roxxie. "Ris? What's goin' on? Are you okay?" Rissa let out a huge sigh, grabbed her drink and downed the vodka. The alcohol sent a burning sensation down her throat and she pulled a face at the taste. "I don't know." Was all she said. The red head girl leant closer and looked Rissa dead in the eye. "Talk to me." She told her friend. And so, Rissa explained everything on her mind. She talked about Elliot, her mom, Chibs, Jax, her life. She just ranted and ranted until she had nothing else to say. Roxxie listened to her friend and couldn't help but feel like it was all her fault. She knew that Elliot was dangerous, from working in his club, and she didn't bother to warn Rissa. Sure the pair were childhood sweethearts, but Roxxie should've told her friend about the man he really is. Rissa didn't, or still doesn't, know that Roxxie worked at his club. You see, Elliot is the owner of a famous nightclub in Redding called Ecstasy, that's all Rissa knew. But the thing was, Elliot had a secret club in the basement to Ecstasy where he sold drugs and weapons and had women stripping and prostituting themselves. Occasionally he would sell women who're illegal immigrants to his business partners but it was mainly the drugs and prostituting that he did. Roxxie became a stripper at age 17 because she didn't have enough money to survive on and Elliot 'kindly' welcomed her into his club. It was a better option than stealing and getting caught. The girl felt awful that Rissa had no idea about Elliot's secret criminal life as well as her own, but it was for her safety... But then again, look where it got them. "I'm sorry for being weak." Rissa's voice brought Roxxie out of her daze. "I just.. I don't know. I guess i just needed to get everything off my chest." She gave her friend a sympathetic smile. Roxxie wrapped her arms around Rissa, hugging her tight. "You aren't weak. You're stronger than anyone i know." She said, holding back her tears. "I love you so much, okay?" "I love you more, Rox." -- The girls had been talking for what felt like hours, they literally spoke about anything and everything. The bottle of vodka they were drinking was now empty and it was fair to say that they were pretty damn drunk. "More Alcohol princess?" Roxxie asked with a smirk. "The answer to that question is always yes." Rissa gave her bestfriend a huge grin before running around behind the bar and searching for a new bottle. She grabbed a fresh bottle of vodka and sat back down. "Right, this is how you correctly pour vodka... According to Chuckie." Rissa popped the lid off and poured the liquid into the two glasses. "Man, I've missed this... Just me and you. Nearing the wedding, we had no time together, it was like Elliot didn't want you to see me." The red head said with a sigh. Rissa looked down at her glass. "He didn't, he hated that we were friends..." Rissa was about to go on speaking but a voice interupted her. Somehow the drunken girls hadn't noticed the four males in the room. Tig's voice was the one that interupted her of course. "Fuck sake, Princess and Psycho are having a pussy power party, how cute." He rolled his eyes. "Come on lads, lets leave the girls to it." Chibs said as he was about to walk out the door. "NO. No no!" Roxxie shouted, patting the seat next to her. "The party is just getting started, join us." "Party? It's like four in the afternoon" Jax added with a chuckle. Rissa rolled her eyes. "Don't be a party pooper blondie, DRINK!" A drunk Rissa slurred. "Me the party pooper? Think that was Roxxie the other night hey darlin?" Jax winked at the brunette and her cheeks suddenly heated up. Thankfully Tig spoke up, changing the subject before things got weird. "You heard the girls." He took a seat next to Roxxie with a smirk on his face. The tall bearded male shook his head. "I'm gonna head home, Lyla is waiting. Enjoy guys." Everyone said bye to Opie as he left. Just as Jax was about to take the seat next to Rissa, she jumped up and walked over to her favorite memeber. "Hey Chibs, glad to see you with clothes on." She joked. "You sure about that Lassie? You wasn't complaining yesterday.." He smirked before walking behind the bar to get a drink. "Where is Kozik?" Roxxie asked in her drunken state, this angered Tig but he sure as hell didn't know why. "Hopefully dead." Tig said with a serious voice that everyone chose to ignore. The 5 of them spent a couple more hours drinking and chatting before the girls had to go nap off the alcohol. -- The sound of sirens made the people in the room turn their heads towards the windows and door. Clay looked over to Juice who stood up from the bar when seeing several cop cars and a fire engine pull up on their surveillance cameras. "We got company.." Juice announced. Rissa woke up with a jump when hearing the sirens. She nudged Roxxie to wake her up and the girls cluelessly looked around the room. The SAMCRO men stood up and crowded around the entrance, muttering and exchanging looks to each other. Roxxie grabbed hold of Rissa's hand and the girls gulped. Could this be for them? Suddenly in walked the new Sherrif, Eli Roosevelt, and a bunch of cops and firemen. "What brings you here?" Clay asked, placing his hands on his hips as he glared at the men. The new sherrif smirked and pushed past him, taking a look around the room. "We were just passing by. Doing our duties. And then we smelt smoke." The Sherrif turned to look back at Clay. "So we came to make sure you all were safe." It was obvious that that was not the reason for them to be here. Not only because they would've noticed if there was smoke, but it was well known that Sherrif Roosevelt had it out for SAMCRO. The man turned back around and stood in front of the wall of mugshots and let out a chuckle. He was impressed by the biker's confidence. "You made your point." Clay's voice was low and gruff. "Now it's time for you and the campfire girls to get out." He took a couple steps towards the Sherrif. Roxxie looked over at Tig who was stood with his hands balled into fists. He was ready to defend his Club if it came down to it. Roxxie gripped Rissa's hand, nervous as to what was about to happen. "Just do what you gotta do." Clay growled, sighing in annoyance. As much as he would love to beat the shit out of that man, he knew it would only make things worse. The Sherrif then walked over to the big wooden doors where SAMCRO would hold meetings in and put his hand on the wall. "Oh.. This, this feels warm." He said, looking over his shoulder at the men. "Might be electrical." He said giving the firemen a nod before taking an axe out of one of the men's hand. Roxxie's eyes widened, were they just gonna let them do that?! Oh hell no! "Hey, excuse me? What do you think you're doing?!" Roxxie let go of Rissa's hand and stomped over to the Sherrif. "My job." He replied, and then he swung the axe back and buried it into the wall of mugshots, making the pictureframes smash and crash to the ground. SAMCRO flinched as if they were the ones getting hurt and you could see that it took all of their strength in them not to fight back. Roxxie felt angry that they were acting like a bunch of pussies and decided to defend them instead. "HEY!" Roxxie yelled, running at the Sherrif and grabbing hold of the axe. "LET GO!" She screamed, yanking the axe towards her, trying to make the Sherrif lose his grip. But man, was he strong! "ROXXIE!" Clay's voice echoed throughout the Clubhouse, grabbing hold of her waist and trying to pull her away from the Sherrif. The Sherrif kicked Roxxie in her stomach, making her let go of the axe instantly and fall back against Clay. Roxxie grunted and groaned in pain, clutching her stomach. Clay steadied his niece and moved her out of the way to safety and then suddenly Tig started charging at the Sherrif and sending him flying back with an uppercut to his chin. And then shit kicked off. As soon as Tig started fighting the Sherrif, the cops started tackling the bikers and everyone in the room to the floor. SAMCRO fought back and soon enough a full on fist fight took place. Rissa was grabbed and thrown to the floor forcefully even though she was just standing and watching the scene. Chibs heard Rissa yelp and came running over. "Don't fuckin touch her, you bastard!" Chibs shouted, punching the cop straight in his nose, making him stagger backwards. He then crouched down and helped Rissa up off the ground. "I got you, lassie." He told her, bringing her into his arms and out of the way. "Rox, are you alright?!" Rissa asked her friend who had blood around her lips. Roxxie gave her friend a thumbs up. "I've been through worse." The red head replied, coughing up blood into her hands. The Sherrif managed to break away from the fight. "Alright, ALRIGHT! Enough!" The man yelled, making the fighting stop to look over at him. "We're done here. But you sons of bitches better watch your backs cus the next time i come here? I'm draggin' your asses back to Stockton." He warned, pointing directly at Clay. And then just like that, the cops and firemen exited the Clubhouse, leaving the place smashed and the people injured.

After the cops had left, a puzzled Chuckie walked into the trashed Clubhouse. "Sorry to bother you all.. But someone is on the phone for you Rita, they kept saying Rissa but I think they are confused." He told the brunette who was stood beside Chibs. Rissa rolled her eyes, she was really getting sick of being called Rita. "Okay thanks Chuck." She was confused as hell. Who could be ringing for her? Then she remembered she had gave the Teller-Morrow contact number to a girl she met at the store the other day. Once she got into the mechanic office she picked up the phone. "Hello?" All she heard on the other end was heavy breathing, until..."I know where you are Clarissa." It was him. It was Elliot.

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