Note: It took a while with this chapter but here it is ! I hope you enjoy
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We arrived to the hospital in rush and the paramedics wheeled Filip into the building. I tried to stay focused and tried to stay on their pace, but it was hard since my thoughts were flying all over the place. All I could feel was this never ending feeling of worry towards my boyfriend who was fightning for his life.
Since we arrived and doctors rushed to us and paramedics started to explain the situation i felt hand on my shoulder that started gently pulling me away. I turned my gaze towards young nurse at my left who was pulling me away.
“Let them do they work, theres no need for you right now”, she said.
I turned my gaze back to Filip who was taken to one of the rooms in rush.
Tig walked beside me “C'moon doll..let’s let them work on him in peace, okay ?” I nodded slowly and Tig walked with me to sit on chairs in waiting room.
We sat there silently watching peoples walk past as at the hallway. Minute after minute and hour after hour. Those were the slowest minutes of my entire life. And those minutes turned into hours.
As i sat there. My head on Tig’s shoulder who was sitting at my right side . Also was snoring his head of. Juice had appeared from somewhere and was sitting beside me also with closed eyes. Jax was sitting at the other side of the hallway. Pacing and then again sitting down. Why was it taking so long ? Was he even alive anymore ? No one told us anything. I was begin to worry for real.
As the time went by i started to think about everything. I was playing those words in my head over and over again. ”Marry me…” was it just the moment ? Or did Chibs really mean that. I wasn’t sure if I would even be ready for that. What if Chibs doesn’t make it ? What if he doesn’t want it when he wakes up ?
I started to think about the time I met him. It was one of those sunny days of the summer and what a surprise my car broke down. It might sound like one of those cheesy love stories. Knight in shining armor coming to rescue. At this case more like in leather.
*2 years ago*
I was standing on the side of the road. I got flat tire. Just my luck that it broke when i was in the middle of nowhere. And there he came. My saving angel . I first didn’t notice him, thought it was just one of those biker guys riding past. But he pulled to the side of the road killing the engine. He climbed of his bike and took his helmet off. That’s when i turned my gaze to my savier. And my god if i said he didn’t look good to my eye. That brown hair. The way he walked. Full of confidence. I felt kinda safe when he walked to me which was weird, considering that he was completely stranger and i couldn’t know what he wanted from me. What if he would be an rapist or murderer.
I would know that as soon as he opened his mouth. I was a goner. That accent was so beautiful, i couldn’t place where it would be from. Britihs i was sure. He asked what was wrong with my car and if he could help me. He set to work by taking out my spare tire and other needed tools from the back of my car. I watched as he took of his cut and leather jacket setting them aside and started to work on my car.
After he was done and gathering things back to my car including the flat tire he was putting back on his jacket shaking his hair out of his face. I felt that i was just staring at him dumbly. Finally i got word out of my mouth
“What am I indebted to you ?” I asked with a sigh
“Nothin’ darlin”, he said with a light chuckle and a smile playing on his lips “Just happy to help lady in distress”
I couldn’t let him just go , not yet.
“There must be something..let my buy you a coffee or something ?” I asked hopefully to spend more time with him
He thought it over for a minute and gave in “okay. Just a cup then”, he said and walked back to his bike.
We drove to the closest gasole station and parked near to each other. We walked inside the shop and i paid his coffee. He drank it too fastly for my likeing. It meant that our roads will separated as we walked back outside to our vehicles. I rised my gaze back to his with a slight amile. Trying not to show my dissapointment when he was walking back to his bike while lightning chigaret.
“Well I got to get going…”, he said while looking at the ground near his boots
I nodded slightly “Ride safely”, i said. It sounded dumb to me.
“You too”, he smiled and sat on his bike
“Oh, you better get that tire fixed though”, he said as he was buckling his helmet.
“Yeah I try to remember”, i smiled as I walked to my car door.
As his black motorcycle roared back to life I remember that I didn’t even ask his name. I was about to open my mouth but he took off already. I sighed and opened my car door. I bet I wasn’t ever going to see my hero ever again.
I hopped back inside my car starting it up and driving to the direction of the town I would soon call my new home. Charming. It was charming little town indeed.
After few weeks from moving to my new rental home at Charming happened something I wouldn’t even believe to be true. After my work shift at library I was doing my day grocery shopping and there he was. My savior from two weeks ago. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Did he really live here in Charming ? My dreams and thought’s had been busy with thinking about him and and here he was in front of me.
*He probably doesn’t even remember me*, I thought while watching him observe the line of microwave foods.
I decided to try my luck and took deep breath while walking towards him.
*Note: This is just something i wroted back in summer and I tried to fix it a little bit and I decided to post it ;), Let me know if someone is interested for part 2 !
They say that your whole life flashes before your eyes when you die, but for me there wasn’t anything. Just endless darkness that felt overwhelming. Was I even dead ?
I opened my eyes slowly taking in the surroundings. My ears were ringing so i didn’t hear anything. Only that annoying high pitched noice in my head that just couldn’t shut itself.
I lowered my eyes and i saw my blood soaked yellow T-shirt. I started to breath faster and i clutched my hands to my bloody wet shirt. Was i injured ?!
I didn’t feel any pain and i sighed i reliefe when i realised i wasn’t hurt. Wait. Whos blood this is then if it’s not mine?
I finally lifted my eyes from my hands and i watched silently my surroundings. I was at the TM-auto’s parking lot, behind one of the cars. Thats when i again heard a gunshot and a angry yell of a man. Thats when i turned my head to the left and i saw Tig and Happy hiding behind couple of their bikes that were parked at the nice and clean row in front of metal rail. The two guys both were squating behind the bikes and i saw they had guns in their hands.
Couple gunshots were shot into air towards us and then i heard high sound of tires squealing on the asphalt and more yells. When the guys runned to the gate of the lot shouting something. I took deep breath.
Thats when i heard the low growl from the beside me. I turned my head to the direction of the sound. Thats the moment when i felt everything go into slowmotion and the total shock settled into my guts and made my throath thighten, few tears coming from my eyes.
That growls owner was my old man. Chibs. Chibs was shot. He was half laying and half sitting against the wall of the garage and he was clutching his stomach. Hid gun abandoned near to his legs.
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I just stared at him with wide eyes, with a blurred vision by the tears that were now running down my cheeks. Thats when i finally managed to let high pitched whine left my lips
“FILIP !” I got up stumbling and i fell to my knees besides him.
He was breathing heavily and uneven breaths. He turned his half lidded dark brown eyes to me, those eyes that i loved so much were now just a distant thing. He gave me a small half smile and looked me in the eyes
“are ya okay, lass?… did ya get hurt?” He asked with a raspy and almost like whisper kind of voice. It almost didn’t even sound like him.
That made me cry even harder and i just managed to nod my head. I put my hands over his bloodied ones.
“You got shot ?!” I asked between my sobs
“nah, it’s..s just an scratch”, he said with a snarl and he leaned his head against the wall.
I shaked my head and i yelled help. It didn’t take long when i saw Tig running to us with Jax behind him. I turned my head back to coughing Filip and i saw the blood dripping down from his mouth. I felt pair of hands around me that tried to drag me away from Filip. Tig dropped down to his knees and moved Chibs hands from the wound and his face was serious. Tig put his own hands to apply pressure to that heavily bleeding wound.
“Don’t you dare to die you Scottish bastard you hear me ?!” Tig said with a growl, but didn’t get answer as Chibs was dozing out and his head rolled to the side. Eyes looking into distance.
It was Jax who was holding me and let me lean onto him while i was staring into nothing. I had stopped crying and those tears were now drying to my cheeks. I didn’t hear anything. Only thing that was playing inside my head was the flashback of Chibs shoving me to the behind that car when the shooting started.
*he’s gonna die….he’s gonna die* i repeated to myself.
At the same time Happy was on the phone calling for an ambulance. Chibs was momenterally concious and insisted that he can handle it and didn’t need to go to the hospital ”I can handle it. No..No hospital”. Tig talked something to him and called him an idiot. Thats when Chibs went unconscious again.
The silent and distant sound of sirens were echoing through the small town and woked peoples interest. This town is cursed…really charming indeed…
The guys left me to tend to Chibs for a moment as they talked to each other at the side. I held my hands against Chib’s stomach and I wiped my tears away with my shoulder. Chibs turned his distant eyes to me and smiled slightly.
”hav..have I ever told ya how beautiful you are ??” Chibs slurred to me
I just looked at his restfull face and i couldn’t keep my smile out of my face ”I think you have..”, i chuckled with nervousness
”Marry me..”, he dropped the bomb without a warning.
I watched at his pale face with wide eyes and all the words got caught in my throath and i couldn’t form a word.
When the paramedics came and took care of Chibs and moved him into the ambulance i was standing between Happy and Jax when Jax started to lead me to the ambulance. I watched to him with a shake of my head. I didn’t wanna go there, what if…
I didn’t have time to ask it when Jax gave me sad smile and nodded “he needs you…we are coming behind”, he said silently and i nodded my head slowly. Paramedic helped me to climb into the back of the ambulance and i sat on the pench next to the paramedic who was examining Chibs. I stared at lifeless looking man at the front of me. I grapped carefully his hand that was caked with dryed blood and i bringed it to my lips. I gave a small kiss and i looked at his face with tears rolling down my cheeks again.
*please ,god…don’t take him away from me. Not yet…I need him….*
There it was. Their target. Sitting on a chair back towards the crew, seemingly writing something that made him sigh and rub his forehead. Filip swallowed and his throath felt thight, this was really happening now. No backing down anymore.
*you can do it..c'moon don’t be stupid chicken shite..*, Filip thought .
Finally the group leader moved forward and it was time for action. They catched that guy without him noticing anything. The guy fell of his chair and stumbled on floor trying to get away from us. The blond haired leader catched the back of his jacket and banged the guys face against the hard wooden table.
Filip had taken his gun from back of his jeans and now held it with both hands. His hands shaking and heart beating. Everyone had gathered around there. Few watching out of windows or keeping eye on the doors. When Filip saw the guys face he was shocked. That guy who they were supposed to kill. He wouldn’t be more than a bit over 20 years. Filip swallowed and held his gun lower, biting the inside of his cheek.
“Shoot him”, growled the leader who was standing beside the trembling body.
“DO IT!!” The other one yelled with really annoyed tone.
It was like the whole time stopped in that very place. The only thing that the young boy with a gun heard was his own beating heart. He rised his gun, not shaking anymore. He shot twice that young guy to head and he dropped to the floor while his life was escaping his body. Filip lowered his gun and sighed. He couldn’t believe what he just did. He watched the growing dark puddle of blood that was leaking on the floor. He felt heavy clap on his shoulder, but he couldn’t react.
“Great now let’s get the hell out of here..”, one of the crew members growled until one of the boys runned to the mainroom.
“Lads..we have company”, he said with an scared expression.
“Shit…”, the boss growled when there was sounds coming from the front door “They said that the place will be empty…god, let’s go !!” He yelled and all started to run to the door. But one stayed almost like glued to the floor.
Filip just stood there. Still eyes glued to the body that was laying at his feet. He couldn’t take his eyes away from it, he couldn’t watch away from the mess on the floor. The guilt flowed through him.
“Who the fuck are you?!” Came the voice of an confused and pissed man
Filip rised his gaze finally breaking the spell but too late as the other guy who came from the behind of the guy who spoke. That man had gun in his hand and rised it . Filip didn’t have time to react as the Next thing he felt was the fastly spreading pain at his thigh as the bullet hit his leg. He stumbled down on to the floor, beside the already cold body of their victim’s. He forced himself up from the floor with final glance to the body .
“I’m Sorry”, he mouthed and jolted towards the back door where they came in .
He heard angry shouts and yelling from behind him as the guys discovered their dead friend. They started chasing after him down the streets under the dark and rainy evening.
They say that adrenalin makes you do crazy things. It’s meant to help you survive in dangerous situation. Maybe that and the shock from the pain was driving the young guy forward through the side streets. He didn’t feel the burning pain of the shot wound as he ran as fast as his legs could go. He probably haven’t ever run as fast as he did now.
The only thought that was running through his dead was the voice telling him *murderer*. Why was he so weak. What lead him into this situation.
*? POV*
The rain was still heavily assaulting the city of Belfast as I left my work place in hospital. I was casually driving my car and silently singing along with a song that was coming from the radio at low volume. I was totally in my own world as i started jamming along with the song. My whole day had been hectic and total chaos because of this wet rainy day.
I’m still not used to these rainy days, not even after a half of year of living now in this autumn time Ireland. Yes you heard right. I am not from here. I was born and rised in the United States, I had lived my whole life there. Until that one day when i just wanted to get away and have a fresh start. Change of the scenario as you would say. So I ended up here, in this happy place called Belfast. I moved to live with my aunt who happened to live here and she gave me an offer to come to her place and crash there. I took the offer and soon I found myself from here. No one wouldn’t believe that nor would I had as a kid. After few months of living on my aunts hair i decided to get my own place. I moved to live with my one long term friend who had moved here few years before me. We were almost like sisters before she moved to be closer to her family. Now we lived in the same house like some teenagers.
I started working in the hospital as a nurse. The job that i had went to school for. I think i always wanted to work in medical side. I loved helping peoples it was some sort of calling for me, but sometimes the hard job and being the superhero of the day can suck all your juices away and left you all weary. Like today. From all the days, today everyone chosed to break what ever bone they can break or fall at home and fracture something. Sick elderly people coming to reception just hoping for a chat with someone. There actually never was anything wrong just normal old peoples stuff. The list goes on and on. I was totally ready to get to my bed, pull the blanket over my head and sleep for the next 24 hours. Straight. Not kidding.
As I drived down the dark and dimly lit street, only the cars light illuminating the road with yellow light. I wasn’t prepared that someone would be outside at this time of the night. There wasn’t change for me to react faster than i did as some dark object run straight infront of my car getting hit by me. With a loud thud the dark object fell down onto the street from the force of the car.
I did fast brake and i rised my hands over my mouth. Did I just run over someone ?! All kind of scenarios started to run in my head as I opened the car door and i unbuckled my seatbelt. I hopped out of the car into the cold and wet air as i walked to the front of my car. On the ground there was laying dark clothed person who i assumed to be young man. He was hurriedly trying to get up from the street as i shook my head getting back into this moment.
“Hey, stay down !” I suddenly opened my mouth and the person tried to get up even faster but failed with their attempt. Apperently he was clutching at his leg.
I moved fast squating down and carefully placing my hand on the shaking body on the ground “Hey ? Did you get hurt ?” I asked. I immedietly mentally kicked myself. It was stupid question of course you get hurt when you get hit by a car. Stupid me.
The man still kept trying to get away from me what showed me that he couldn’t be that much hurt. I studied him with my eyes in the light of my car and i saw blood on the street. The blood had to come from him and what ever it was that was bleeding, was bleeding heavily. And when i saw his bloody hands.
“Hey, don’t move you are bleeding..”, i said with a rised voice. I tried my best to stay calm and keep the man on the ground “You need to go to hospital..”, I said as the man suddenly had his attention to me
“No hospital !!!”, he growled at me “They..will find me”, he Whispered almost with inaudible voice. He had an thick accent what was hard to understand. Even for me who was constantly around Irish and british accents. This was different.
I looked at him and then around to our surroundings. Who would find him ? What had this poor man put himself into. What ever it was i wouldn’t liked to be part of that. No i was just an avarage working woman.
I was again snapped out of my thoughts as the man tried once again to get up but fell flat on his stomach on the wet street. Breathing heavily. It was more like huffing than breathing anyways. I needed to do something…it’s my curse as an nurse I swore it in my vow.
Then the light bulp went on my head and i made probably the worst decision what you can make with completely stranger, but it was the only option at this point. I stumbled up from the ground and i sneaked my arms around his torso, getting only a painful grunts and growling from him
“C'moon help me a bit”, i hissed at him and i got him up from the ground and to the backseat of my car we went. Slowly but we made it. After a little of fightning back, he was nicely seated there as buckled him up and i closed the door.
This mysterious man was already drifting from consciousness so i have to go fast. As i was walking around my car i saw dark clothed peoples at the end of the dark alley. I gulped and basically runned fastly to drivers side door and i hopped in . Fastly change gear and started driving forward. Those peoples didn’t have any kind of nice vibe coming from them.
I looked at the backview mirror, and to the mysterious man who was now sitting at the backseat of my car. What the hell i was thinking about ?! Is he dangerous ?? What if those peoples were chasing him and they follow me back to our house . I couldn’t put my finger on those thoughts and my heart kept racing the whole drive back to me and my friends house. As i watched at the rewiev mirror to the man who was hunched at the back seat i had feeling in my heart. I have to help him, I almost just killed him so i have it for him.
The familiar sensation of fear crept through every vein in my body, surging through me like a hit of a powerful drug leaving, me gasping for air. Along with that came all the memories of Mike and the awful things he would do to me; hitting, breaking bones, throwing me around, threatening me, screaming at me. The list goes on and on.
He found my number, one that was supposed to be untraceable. When would he find me? He probably already knows where I’ve been. I hugged my knees and squeezed my eyes tightly shut as the tears fell like the dam that had been controlling the floods broke open.
I could hardly hear Chibs repeating my name or feel his arms encasing me with one hand soothingly rubbing my back. I was on the verge of slipping out of reality and right into a flashback.
It was times like these where I was so desperate to stay present that I used to cut my wrists, anything to keep my mind occupied from the racing thoughts and the rushing memories. I knew that wasn’t an option at this point.
It wasn’t until I heard a loud slam that I was fully brought back, aware of my surroundings.
“Wha’ the hell was tha’ fer!” Chibs yelled, his voice pointing towards Juice who had dropped a book off the shelf and onto the floor.
“Look, it kept her out of her head,” he said looking over at me as my eyes were now open and taking in my surroundings. “I get in my head a lot too, usually need something loud to get me out,” Juice quietly said, walking over to me and looking in my eyes.
“Thanks, it helped,” I murmured. Tears were still falling now but at a slower pace, like when a storm is coming to an end.
Juice smiled at me before walking back over to the laptop.
“Ye okay, Lass?” Chibs calming voice swirled around in my head. That question is one I get all too often. It’s always a struggle between answering honestly or bullshitting.
“No, I’m really not. I- I mean I’m glad you’re here helping me but I don’t know how Mike got my number and he probably already knows where I’ve been.” My voice was a bit shaky as I thought of the situation at hand.
“Look at me,” He held my cheeks in his hand as he wiped away a few stray tears with his thumbs. “I will no’ let anything happen te ye, yer safe ‘ere,” he whispered.
“You don’t know what Mike is capable of.”
“Aye, but he doesn’t know what the club is capable of either. Now I know it’s easier said than done bu’ ye need to calm down, ye donnae wanna stress the wee ones out.” He moved one of his hands to my abdomen and smoothly ran it up and down.
He was right, stress wasn’t good for the babies, or my, health.
“You’re right, thanks,” I whispered against his lips as I placed a kiss there.
“So Juicy boy, how did he get the number?” Chibs asked as he pulled me into his chest, his chin rested on my head while his hands rubbed my back. He knew this conversation couldn’t wait.
“Looks like he is a detective?” Juice asked looking up from his computer and over at me for confirmation.
“He was just a re-regular cop, must have got a promotion. Oh god, now he has all these new tools that he didn’t have access to before, to try to find me. What happens when he does?” My body started shaking with the rush of tears that spilled over. My eyes were stinging and sore from all the crying I have done in a short amount of time, but I didn’t have control over the rate they were falling.
I felt Chib’s arms pull me so I was in his lap, his arms wrapped around me protectively. He wiped away some of my tears and then placed a gentle kiss on my cheek.
“We will be ‘ere to protect ye, the whole club.” Chibs tone of voice held nothing but confidence.
“He could have a whole pol-police force out looking for me. I never met his co-workers, he could have made up some bull-bullshit story, showing th-them my picture and saying I’m a missing person.” I wasn’t even sure if I was speaking coherently enough over my sobs to be understood.
“Lass, we will figure this ou’, okay? Jus’ take some deep breaths remember we don’ wanna stress the babies ou’, jus’ breath, you’re safe right now and that’s what’ matters” his hand moved me back so he could look into my eyes, he held a reassuring look there as he moved one of his hands down to my abdomen once again. A silent reminder that It’s not just me anymore, I need to calm down for them as well.
“Should we bring this to Jax?” Juice questioned, seemingly unsure of how to handle this.
“Aye, we have te call a club meeting, bring everyone up te speed. I’m no leaving Torri ‘ere alone and she is supposed te be on bed res’ cause the wee ones are giving her a bit of trouble.” Chibs kissed my cheek again.
“I’ll call Jax and tell him we need him here.” Juice pulled out his phone, dialing the number.
“Let’s ge’ ye into the bedroom.” Chibs breath tickled my neck as he spoke. I knew I couldn’t be out here when the club was talking and I would love nothing more than to be curled up in bed so I nodded my head and got up slowly off the couch.
Chibs followed me into the bedroom and pulled the covers back for me, I crawled in and smiled when I felt him lay down behind me wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close. His right hand wrapped around my stomach rubbing gently.
“Ye are going te start te show soon, yer so tiny, these two are going te make themselves be known soon,” Chibs chuckled as he placed a kiss on the sensitive skin on my neck.
“Yeah, I guess we have to tell everyone soon.”
“We may need te tell Jax today, jus’ so he really gets how serious this all is.”
“I understand, It just makes it seem more real, I’m still getting used to the idea of all this.”
“I know lass, bu’ it is real, these wee ones are no’ going anywhere. Plus, Jax is a sucker for babies so he will, fer sure, be on board to do anything we can te protec’ ye.” I could feel his smile on my neck. I thought about it for a second then placed my hand over his that was laying on my abdomen.
“I guess everyone is going to know about the two of you, so your dad and I can keep you safe,” I said with a smile. My emotions came over me and caused me to tear up a bit.
“Damn hormones” I wiped my eyes and turned around to face Chibs who was smiling at me.
“What?”
“Jus’ hearing ye calling me da to the babies… and ye jus’ look so beautiful tearing up abou’ it,” his voice barely above a whisper. His thumb wiped away a single tear that dripped down my cheek. “Yer righ’, hearing it out loud makes it more real.” If possible the corners of his lips curved up, even more, smiling brighter than before.
It was as if all of the world disappeared at that moment, just the two of us laying here in bed holding on to each other in a beautiful intimate bubble that no one could pop. I wish every moment could feel like this. He leaned in and kissed me softly.
Hearing a knock on the front door I was brought crashing back into reality. The club was here to make a plan, one with the goal of keeping my ex-husband away from me. Chibs placed a quick kiss to my forehead before getting up and turning the TV on in our room switching the channel to the one that I was watching earlier. Friends was still on TV which brought me some comfort as Chibs walked out of the room. I sank lower into bed praying that the club would be able to keep me safe.
“It’s just a corporate holiday,” I told myself as I approached the loneliest day of the year for the fifth year in a row. “It’s just an obligatory, corporate holiday for all those boyfriends who want to stay out of the doghouse.”
