#lowman

    I spent my day off from the office laid on the couch. It had been weeks since my last day off and even longer since I waited around the clubhouse to surprise Happy. He had dedicated so much time to the club lately and I knew the level of stress he experienced. I’ve tried my best to stay out of his hair, pun intended, but I missed my old man. I didn’t mind my new at the law firm, some of my coworkers are even incredibly supportive of my relationship with SAMCRO, but I missed my previous job at Teller-Morrow. I met Happy when I worked as a receptionist here and we’ve been inseparable since. He made our relationship official and asked me to be his old lady about a year ago. I couldn’t tell if my career change or an increased pressure from the club was the cause of our distance.

     I waited around for hours before the guys arrived, but I didn’t mind the alone time. I wasted time as I scrolled through my social media feed and read a few chapters from a new book I had picked up, activities I had sacrificed this past couple of months because of my job. The boys strolled in a few at a time, all surprised to see me. Chibs was the first to approach me. “Ay lass. Did Happy call ye here?” Instantly I had a strange feeling. I couldn’t think of any reason Happy would’ve called me when he thought I was at work today. “No. Is everything okay?” I tried my best to seem casual, but I knew Chibs sensed my concern. He hesitated for a moment then said, “rough day. Ye should talk ta him, he’s still sittin’ on his bike.” I thanked Chibs and excused myself to go find Happy. I spotted him seated on his bike from across the lot and flashed him a smile. I felt comfort as I stepped outside, like I had been hugged by the sun. The weather was just the right temperature to keep warm from the breeze. I couldn’t help but notice the vibrant blue colored sky, crystal clear besides one large, dark gray cloud looming overhead.

     I was more than surprised to see Y/N walking toward me, I assumed she’d be at the office. Regardless of the shit day I had, I knew Y/N could fix everything. I saw her smile as she walked toward me. She was blissfully unaware of her beauty. As I watched her, I remembered a time in my life when I didn’t feel incredibly overwhelmed. Y/N was the strongest woman I knew beside my own mother, but still graced life with a child-like intuition. If just for one moment, I felt the same when I witnessed her smile. I look away. I knew the long day I had endured took a toll on me and I didn’t want to seem emotional in front of Y/N. Now and then when I see her face, she takes me away to that special place and if I’d stare too long, I’d probably break down and cry.