Just a Fangirl

“ What is your problem with her Man?” Opie looked at his Best Friend in disbelief. Didn’t he want him to be Happy? 

“After all, I went through with Donna. I am so happy that I found something like this, but you hating her Kills me man.” The Biker nearly pleaded with his best friend by now. Finally the Blonde spoke up. “ I don’t hate her.” His voice a lot lighter than before and a little defensive. Opie didn’t think to say anything more, waiting that Jax would get to his damn Point. So he just looked at him impatiently waiting for him to speak his mind. The Hand of the smaller one running through his Hair. “I don't Know man.” 

“What do you mean you dont know?” his voice getting a bit louder. Jax throws his Reaper Cap against the wall. “ I nearly lost you.” He looked at his Best friend with Sadness darkening his Eyes. The Big Biker remained silent waiting for his Brother to explain. “Fuck. After Donna. You and I both know how close you were to losing your shit Ope. How close you were to giving up. What if something happens? What if she gets hurt or she leaves you? I barely got you back together the last time.” Opie could see the Tears wanting to form in the Eyes of his Childhood best friend.

“I Can not lose you Brother.” The pain of the last months glistening in his eyes. Even Opie felt Pain. After Donna he wanted nothing more than to Destroy the whole World and himself with it. And shit he was really damn close to doing so. He looked at his friend who was nothing less than Family for him. He would die for this Man. Breathing in deeply he took a few steps towards Jax. 

“Losing Donna was the hardest thing I had to feel in my life. And I had the same thoughts as you. Every Time even one of the Croweaters smiled at me I got scared. Shit it scared the crap out of me. I wanted myself to never  get attached to a new relationship ever again.” The giant  now taking his beanie off and looking on the floor. Pulling himself out of the negative feeling. With just the thought about the girl he met a few weeks ago. 

“But I found her. I have no Idea how I deserved finding her. She is special and I don’t even know her really yet but already feel like I never want her to leave my side again. That Women has the ability to make me feel safe in this. To give me the chance to think that even with this shit that all of us are going through we are getting a happy Ending. Even though many would say we don't deserve it.” He was speaking out of his heart. Something he hasn't done in a long time. And he realized even more than before that he wanted Y/N to become his Old Lady. 

He got distracted from his thoughts as he felt his brother embracing him. Instantly his arms went around the body and that was enough for both of them. No more words would be needed. 

The Music was good and you enjoyed the company you had. Juice was the name of the Man drinking with you. Tattoos on both sides of his Head. He was a funny guy, making a lot of Jokes while playing a little dart with you. Actually you were surprised, after the last time you saw the members of SAMCRO they looked all pretty concerned and absolutely not to Joke  around with. But juice kindly told you why that was and you could understand now. Why were you in a bar that was actually a Clubhouse from the famous Sons of Anarchy? Because your bestfriend Tara was there. You went to live in Chicago for a long time. Actually you had met her as a Patient, never telling anyone around that of course. 

Since you got finally free of Alex you ran as far as you could. The Memory of you calling Tara with tears streaming down your face stinging in the little Cuts on your jaw. 

A Hand at the small of your Back ripped you from your own thoughts. For a second you wanted to tell whoever it was to keep their Hands off you, but then you saw it was Ope, so you Instantly relaxed again. You two were not together or anything but you noticed the more then good tension between both of you. You grinned because he seemed to be happier than before he Vanished with Jax. Who just came around with some Shots and a few Beers. 

“Let's have a little Fun.” The Blond spoke, you didn't really know what to do with the situation because just a few Minutes ago ‘the Prince’ Ignored you like he did in the Past. 

A few Hours later you got out of the Clubhouse breathing in the Fresh Outside Air. A Tall Biker came through the Door right after you. “ Okey, now seriously,” you giggled,  “what did you tell him? And don't you dare say “nothing”.” 

The half open Mouth of the Biker closed again. For a few Moments there was silence. He discussed with himself if he should tell you or not. But he looked at you again, how you Smoked the cigarette you just lit, how beautiful you were even while doing something as normal as breathing. Fuck.  

“He was scared you could hurt me.” Your expressions dropped the Second he said those words, so he continued his words immediately. “ Not on Purpose. But our life here in the Club. It is not the safest around. I bet Tara already told you something about that.” 

You remained silent but didn’t look as Shocked anymore. Yes, Tara told you a few bits, nothing too much. But she saw what was going on between you and Ope and felt the need to tell you some stuff. Remembering your own shit you have been through. The more you stayed quiet, the more his Head sank thinking that you would be preparing words to let him down softly. 

With that look on his face you couldn’t help yourself,  stepped on your cigarette and took a few Steps towards him, while breathing the Remaining smoke in to the night air. 

“ If you believe it or not, my life wasn’t the safest one before I came here. It would be nice to have that kind of life for a purpose. “