Personal Idea:Happy’s imagine based on the song “Love Me Again”, by John Newman.
I really like this song and I don’t why but I think about Happy when I hear it. I’m sorry that this is cruel, but this song inspires this for me…
Enjoy! Love you all!
Tig Trager Warns You, This Imagine Contains: can be triggering, violence, torture
His blood was boiling, but all he could feel
was cold, shivers and angry. All the Samcro family around him wasn’t helping
and the silence was killing him. He was ready to revenge, but first he needed
to know if you would be okay…
“Happy…”, he heard Gemma’s soft voice and
looked up to her. She had a cup of coffee in her hands. He took it but didn’t
drink it. He was lost in his own mind.
You were an angel, different from everybody
else he ever met. First, he thought you were too innocent for hanging around
Samcro, but then you proved to be strong and he couldn’t help himself. Happy
had to have you, though he thought he was the last person on Earth to deserve
you. He was a cold heart killer, closer to the evil’s dictionary definition and
doing things that the devil himself could only imagine.
However, you didn’t care about all that. Day
after day you came closer and got into his skin. He told you, a bunch of times,
that you were a fool, but you just ignored. Happy felt for you, hard, and in
the day you became his old lady, officially, he swore to God he would protect
you with his own life.
Now, he had failed and he was desperate…Would
you be able to forgive him? He didn’t think so, he had broken your heart in the
worst way possible.
Know I’ve done wrong
Left your heart torn
Is that what devils
Took you so low
Where only fools
I shook the angel in
He noticed everybody getting up and then Tara
was entering on the room. Happy got up and practically ran to her, his eyes
begging for good news.
“She has a few ribs broken and bruises on her
face”, she swallowed. “She will be okay, but…the baby…”
She didn’t need to finish the sentence, Happy
clenched his jaw so hard that everyone near could hear it. He was almost
sobbing like nobody ever saw him do. Gemma looked to everybody, keeping them
away as she hugged Happy.
“Listen to me sweetie”, she whispered in his
ear. “You need to be strong for her. Cry, all you have to, right here and right
now. When you walk through that door and look in her eyes, you will be her
rock. She need you”
“I dragged her into this Gem”, he mumbled.
“She is a big girl. She knew what she was signing
for”, she said. Happy nodded and wiped the tears.
“You go first”, he said, looking
at her and at his brothers. Gemma nodded and Tara took her to your bedroom.
Happy was taking deep breaths trying to put his stoic face back on.
Gemma was back to the waiting area a few
moments later, she looked at Happy and told him to go. Feeling like he was
under water, he walked to your bedroom, slowly opening the door.
There were flowers on the nightstand and you
looked so fragile under the sheets that he felt the tears back on his eyes. You
turned your head, looking away from the window to face him.
“Hi”, you said, your voice weak. Happy took
slow steps towards you.
“Hi baby”, he whispered, taking your head
between his hands. You could see the twitch on his jaw and tell the conflicts going
on inside his mind.
“Happy, I’m fine”, you said, in an attempt to
comfort both of you.
“Shit”, he breathed. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.
I dragged you into this baby. I failed in protect you. You must hate me”
“Listen to me…”, you whispered. “I don’t hate
you. I hate them. I hate those bastard that did this to me. You are not a bad
man Happy, you just do what you need to do to survive. I admire you baby and I
Happy looked up, not believing in your words.
After what you had suffered in the last hours, things that came from your
relationship with Samcro…You still loved him? He was amazed and grateful.
“Now I need just one thing for you”, you said,
getting his full attention.
I stole and burnt your
Is that what demons
They rule the worst of
They bring down angels
Everybody looked at Happy when he went back to his family. Tig noticed the killer look on his face and nodded,
picking up his phone. He walked towards Gemma, “Stay with her mom, I’ll be back
“Of course”, Gemma blinked surprised with the
change on his mood and with all the guys getting up to follow Happy. She prayed
for them to be fine and walked to your room.
Meanwhile, Happy and his brothers were riding
their bikes around town, going back to the warehouse where they had found you,
to being their hunt. Juice was at the clubhouse, tracking down phone and
cars. Tig was talking to some people he knew on the bars around town. Night was
almost ending when they found the group on the docks, hiding like rats.
Happy didn’t have mercy, he tortured them using
all the tools and all he could think about. He let the adrenaline and the rage
took over his body and mind, only stopping when Jax touched his shoulder saying it was enough. He watched the flames consuming the bodies and held the teeth of
those men in his fists. He drove back home and took a shower before go back to
Now I’m rising from
Rising up to you
Filled with all the
strength I’ve found
There’s nothing I
Gemma was sleeping on a chair when he arrived
and he woke her up, lying in bed with you after she was gone. He thought you
were sleeping, but you sighed on his arms and whispered in the dark, “Did you
“Yes”, he whispered, running his fingers
through your hair. “I killed them”
“Good”, you said and closed your eyes again. “I
love you Happy”
“I love you too girl”, he said, closing his
eyes too and finally getting the rest he needed.