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Request: Juice’s angel (Part 2) - The End

Request: I’m a VS model and the club need my help and they are shock to see me as a grown women and Juice tells me his feeling. 

More SOA drama? Here we go… 

Tig Trager Warns You, This Imagine Contains: violence


Originally posted by batmaun

You saw the confusion in Dan’s face and ignored your feelings, smiling and getting up to greet him.

“Dan!”, you opened your arms, pulling him to them. “Oh so much time! Thank you for being here. Juan really needs your help”

The photographer smiled, but it didn’t showed a lot of confidence. He sat in front of you and looked at Juice, raising an eyebrow.

“Is this your friend?”, he asked, finally getting comfortable. You nodded, smiling too, a faked one, but that seemed to convince Dan. “Son, you will be a fine model, I tell you that. Well, you need a little help, of course… Are these tattoos real? The ones in your head? You know, the bad boy look is a thing these days, but eventually you might consider remove them, to… Get more serious works and…”

Dan didn’t have time to say more, Jax Teller sat next to him, a smirk on his lips. The photographer looked at you, surprised.

“Is this another friend?”, he asked, trying to hide his fear. “Are you trying the model career too?”

“No”, Jax said. “But I do want some photos from you”

Dan looked at you, your smile had disappeared and you turned your attention to the, now cold, cup of tea. You heard the man sighed and try to get up, but Jax held him seated on his chair.

“We have a friend in common Dan”, Jax said. “A politician…”

“Oh shit!”, Dan whined. “I knew it, I knew that the those cars on my street where not my imagination. Blondie, you don’t know who you are messing with. He might have a gun pointed to your head, right…”

It was like Dan had said the magical words. The restaurant’s window exploded, glass flying everywhere. You felt a strong arm pull you to the floor as you tried to protect yourself. You heard screams and more shots. You felt like your head would explode too, barely hearing what Juice was saying. He lifted you and took you outside. You glanced the Sons around you and the confusion of people running to the street.

“Y/N…Y/N, please, look at me… Y/N!”, you finally focused on Juice in front of you and saw the helmet he was handing. “We have to go”

“Dan…”, you mumbled and started to cry when Juice shook his head. Dan hadn’t make it. You wanted to go back to the restaurant, see his body with your own eyes, but Juice held you again, begging for you to go with him.

You nodded and he hopped on his bike. You did the same, hugging him tight as he ran away from that place. You were conscious of the other bikes, but barely noticed the streets, only opening your eyes when you felt Juice stop. You were back at your apartment.

“Stay here”, you heard Jax say before run through the space where the building’s door used to be. Now there was only broken glass on the floor.

“Jesus!”, you covered your mouth and stumbled on your own feet. Juice wrapped his arms around you, not letting you fall.

“Breathe baby, just breathe”, he was whispering in your ear, running his fingers through your hair. You calmed down, letting Juice hug you until Tig walked out of the building, telling you to go upstairs.

You entered in the apartment, followed close by Juice. The place was a mess. Pillows everywhere, more broken glass on the floor and drawers open. You looked at Jax and sighed, shaking your head in disbelief.

“Who? Who is this person?”, you asked.

“It’s better for you not to know”, Clay mumbled, walking around, looking at the broken things. “And it would be good if you pack your bags, fast”

“What?”, you were shocked. You knew how Samcro worked, but you couldn’t leave LA like that.

“Sis…”, Jax walked towards you. “You have to come with us. They, whoever they are, already know about you. We can’t risk let you here, not even with a Son to protect you. You have to go to Charming, at least until we solve this”

You closed your eyes, pinching your nose, trying not to freak out. When you opened them again, everybody was looking at you, waiting. You sighed and turned around, walking to your bedroom.

“Just give a minute…”, you raised your hand and closed the door behind you.


Jax was right, you couldn’t stay in LA. This person had broken into your apartment and shot against you in a restaurant. Dan… Dan got killed. You grabbed the bags you had in the closet and started to gather the most important things. You didn’t have time to leave a note or call your friends, you would have to do that after arrive in Charming.

Charming… You hand’t been there in years and now you were going back. Your bags were in the van and you were in the passenger seat, waiting for the prospect who would drive it. The door opened and you turned your head to face him, getting surprised when you saw Juice there.

“Where is the prospect?”, you asked.

“With my bike”, he said turning the van on. “Don’t worry Y/N, I’m here”

You stared at each other for a while. You saw his worried eyes and remembered the talk on the restaurant earlier.

“Juice…”, you started, but he closed his eyes, shaking his head.

“We can talk later”, he whispered, turning on his seat to look at the street. His brothers were already ready to leave. “You should get some sleep now. Don’t worry, we will be in Charming before you notice it”

You felt the van move and whispered an “okay”, before turned to look through the window again. You looked at the road for a while, before feel your eyelids getting heavy, diving into sleep.


You woke up before the group arrive in Charming, the awkward silence in the van following you until the TM. The van stopped and you got out, looking around. You heard her before see her, being wrapped in her arms.

“I can’t believe!”, Gemma screamed and hugged you tight. “I missed you girl, I missed you so much”

“I missed you too Gem”, you hugged her back, smelling the cigarettes she was smoking earlier. “Where is Luann?”

“I’ll call her right now”, Gemma smiled, looking at the boys leaving their bikes. “I bet you have a lot to tell right?”

“You have no idea”, you sighed, letting Gemma guide you to the clubhouse.

“You can tell me later”, she smiled. “I bet all you want it a shower right now”


Gemma gave you clean towels and let you alone in the dorm. You took your time under the shower and thanked for the clean clothes. You didn’t want to face the club, but there was no escape, so you looked at the mirror once more and opened the door. You would leave but there was a person blocking your way. Juice.

“Hi”, he said, clearly embarrassed. “I was about to knock… Can we… Can we talk?”

“Hm… Sure…”, you stepped aside and Juice followed you inside the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

“I’m sorry”, he started, hands on his pockets. “I’m sorry for your friend, for involve you in this… I don’t know what else to say, but… You can count on me”

“Thank you”, you said. You stared at each other in silence. Was that the awkward moment where you would talk about your feelings for each other?

“Sure…”, he finally said, turning around to leave. “Everybody is waiting for you”

His hand was close to the doorknob, but you stopped him. You needed to say what you were feeling. “I still feel the same”, you blurted. Juice turned around, his mouth slightly open as he looked at you. “I left because I was mad at you, it’s true. I didn’t want to keep seeing you around the croweaters, ignoring me. I liked you and… I still do”

He crossed the space between you two with large steps, taking you by surprise. His arms were strong and tight around you; his lips soft, but hungry against yours. You had waited so long for that and just felt like a dream. He rested his forehead against yours, both breathing fast.

“We were so fool…”, Juice whispered, still hugging you close. “I can’t believe you are here again”

“I can’t believe either”, you rested your cheek against his chest, hearing his fast heartbeats. Juice kissed the top of your head and you stayed like that, just for a moment. “I don’t wanna go outside… I don’t wanna face what happened, what is happening…”

“Hey…” Juice cupped your face, making you look at him. “Everything will be fine baby. You are safe here and we will solve this”

“You will and when you do… That means I have to go back”, you hated to say that, but it was true. You couldn’t just disappear or hide forever. People would be after you. Juice swallowed, knowing what that meant for you two. You had just reconnected and finally confessed your feelings just to leave each other again.

“We… We will figure it out, some way…”, he let you go, taking a step back, walking to the door. “We have to go, everybody is waiting for you”

“Juice…”, you walked towards him, a desperate plan crossing your mind. “If I stayed… If I abandoned my career and stayed… What would happen with us?”

His eyes widened and he looked at you for a moment before smile and pull you closer. “You would be mine”, he whispered. “I’m not going to lose you twice”

You smiled and kissed him again, whispering against his lips, “You won’t”