To Hell and Back
Requested by an Anon:i was curious if you could do one where Opie has been the readers best friend and has saved her ass more then he can count because the girl is trouble. when she tries to escape the ex boyfriend who has been hunting her down and making death threats and she is hiding it from Opie till he sees her phone go off while she is in the shower. he is already hopelessly in love with her but when he sees a message from this guy threatening her he looses it. smut if possible?
Trigger Warning: Mentions of abuse
Opie watched her sleep, she came in late last night, she had a just one bag with her. He was concerned at her sudden appearance at his door. She wouldn’t tell him anything, just that she needed a place to stay, just until she got herself straight.
He didn’t push her, he could see she was exhausted, he knew she’d just shut down. He’d just have to wait for her to come to him, she would eventually, she always did.
That had always been her way, eventually she would open up, and tell him what was happening. He smiled thinking about their friendship, she had been trouble with a capitol T, from the start. That’s what he loved about her.
He didn’t mind because she brought excitement to hid life. He had bailed her out of more jams then he could remember. She had done the same for him, being his alibi. That’s why they were perfect for each other, as friends.
He closed his eyes realizing he was in love with his best friend, he wasn’t even sure when it happened. He heard movement, opening his eyes, he looked over he saw her waking up.
She smiled up at him. “Morning.”
“Good morning.” He smiled at her. “Why don’t you go get cleaned up, and we’ll go get breakfast.”
She moved from the bed, grabbing clean clothes from her bag, going to the bathroom. He noticed the bruises on the back of her legs, he felt anger start to rise up inside of him at the thought of someone hurting her.
The bathroom door shut, leaning against the headboard of the bed, he let out an exhale. Her phone went off notifying there was a text message. He ignored it at first, respecting her privacy. Then it went off three more times in a row, thinking it was some sort of an emergency he picked the phone up.
He unlocked her phone, seeing she had a text messages from a Jack. He knew she had an ex named Jack, but they had broken up weeks ago or so he thought.
He ready the first message. Where the hell are you?
He didn’t care for the demanding tone of the first message. The second one wasn’t any better. You better answer me if you know what’s good for you!
Opie could feel his protectiveness coming out, he wanted to take a drive to Oakland and beat the living shit out of Jack for threatening (Y/N). He continued to read the messages. If you’re not back in Oakland by five today, the beating you got yesterday will feel like a love tap compared to what I’ll do to you!
He gripped the phone tighter. You better not be with that biker trash, you whore! I’m going to kill you!
Opie deleted the messages, tossing the phone on the bed. He picked up his own, calling Jax giving him a heads up. Letting him know about this asshole Jack, throwing his phone on the bed, he went into the bathroom to talk to (Y/N).
He entered the bathroom as she was wrapping a towel around her body. “Ope, what the hell!”
He looked her up and down, turning her body, so he could see it from all angles. “Who did this to you?” His voice was soft.
“It doesn’t matter.” She cried, looking up at him, her eyes filled with tears.
His hands framed her face. “I love you (Y/N), I want to protect you and keep you safe.”
She closed her eyes. “Jack, my ex, that doesn’t want to be an ex….I shouldn’t have come. He’s crazy…I love you too…I need to leave before he kills you.”
Opie pulls her into his arms. “I’m not letting you leave, I’ve got you.” She nodded her head. He lowered his lips to hers kissing her.
The next week was quiet and peaceful, there was no further contact from Jack. Opie didn’t let his guard down, he made sure that a prospect was with (Y/N) when he couldn’t be.
He would rest better once that bastard was taken care of. He pulled his bike into the drive, there wasn’t another bike in the drive. He pulled his gun from the back of his pants, and entered the house.
“(Y/N)!” He walked into the living room, seeing her tied to a chair, her mouth taped. He rushed to her, she was shaking her, no tears streaming down her face.
He reached her, as he pulled the tape off her mouth she started to say something but his world went black before she could get it all out.
He opened his eyes, he was tied to a chair facing (Y/N), he struggled trying to get up. “You’re wasting your time, you won’t get away.” A voice from behind him said.
“Jack, just let him go…I’m sorry I ran from you. Opie is my friend…”
“Shut up (Y/N)!” Jack screamed, he walked around so Opie could see him.
“Why don’t you untie me, and we can settle this like men.” Opie sneered at him. Jack punched him in the jaw, than pointed the gun at his head.
(Y/N) screamed. “No! Please…Jack, just take me…leave Opie alone. He has nothing to do with us.”
“You ran to him you little whore, he has everything to do with us.” Jack turned around and stormed over to (Y/N) putting the gun in her face. “You never were good at listening. You need punishing!”
Opie stood up tackling Jack to the ground, the front door busted open, and several members of the Sons came running in. Opie shoved Jack towards Happy. “Make it painful!”
Opie moved to (Y/N), cutting the ropes that held her to the chair. She fell forward into his arms. “Ope….”
He picked her up, cradling her in his arms. “I love you (Y/N)!”
“I love you too.”
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