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Daughter of Anarchy ON HOLD

XIII

“i just want him dead” i mumbled the word, knowing Andy didn't want to hear them.
“don’t do that” he said, completely ignoring my previous words and pulling my hand away from the bandage around my head. “its not your fault” he said while i nervously looked through the window. my father laid in a bed, machines all around him. “you wanted answers, that natural” he pulled me into a hug, it was the closest we’ve been in weeks, and his oder of Andy combined with lucky strike cigarets calmed me. “thank you for coming with me” i said through my tears, i didn't knew what i would do if i was here all alone. “i’m always here for you” he mumbled into my hair. we just stood there, for god knows how long,
his arms around my shoulders, mine around his waste.
my head on his chest, soaked with tears. his head on mine, mumbling calming words in my hair.
“Raven?” i heard a voice of a woman behind me, and while i tried to dry my tears i turned around, forced to let Andy go.
“Tara” now i recognised the woman who was at the clubhouse, Jax his high school sweetheart.
“Chibs is stable, critical but stable. but he landed on his head, causing an hematoma, a large blood clot, but if it subsides its not life treating, al we can do is monitoring him” she said.
“and if it gets worse?” i was almost to scared to ask.
“a operation, to relieve the pressure”
“the club wants to see you at church” she continued the moment she noticed i wasn't going to say a thing.
“i’m not leaving until he wakes up” i said and she nodded in agrement.
“i wil call Jax for you” she said before she walked away.
“church?” Andy looked at me with a confused look on his face.
“it’s a club meeting” i mumbled, my eyes stil locked on my fathers peaceful face.



“why did they call you Branan, i thought Ashley was the only one”
“he normally is, it’s my real name” i saw a little shock on his face appear when i told him this.
“why you changed it to Raven?”
“Branan means black bird in Gaelic. when i was 12 i had this period, where i wanted to erase all the ties i had with Ireland, so i took an American version of my name, even started to speak with an American accent” i said softly, not looking away from my father, his hand locked between mine, he hated that period.
“you spoke with an American accent” i heard a little mocking laugh in his voice.
“as soon as i realised i couldn't get rid of the accent, i had peace with it. i realised that i was Scottish, not Irish. and that i should be proud of that”
“it would be a waste to not speak with that accent” i laughed a little when he spoke those words.
“i just liked the name Raven more than Branan” i finished my story, and he nodded in agrement.
not long after that the door opened slowly and i heard how the club entered the room.
“Raven, babe?” i heard Opie say while he laid his hands on my shoulders.
“hows my little niece?” Jax continued when he sat down next to me.
“yeah, just some scratches” i mumbled, not looking away from my father.
“she has a concussion, need to wake up every two hours, her right arm is broken, and 12 stitches in her head” Andy said, while i silently cursed him for saying al this. they weren't blind, the could see my arm.
“you know you never should run towards an explosion” Bobby said softly. he was the one that learnt me all about explosions. when i was young he alway took me to this abandoned road, just outside Charming, to blow up little stuf.
“how did you know it?” jax started, i knew this would come.
“we where in Belfast for the tour, and i couldn't let it go”
“you’re sure it was Jimmy O?”
“it doesn't make sense, not after Zobelle” Tig started.
“Maybe they know each otter” Opie suggested.
“i don't care, i will kill him for this, both of them if necessary” i felt every eye in the room on me, except the eyes i wanted so desperately to open.
“we take care of Zobelle, you shouldn't deal with that kind, And for Jimmy, we have to lay low” i looked angry at Jax when he said that. “how long?”
“just stil we find a way” he said while he kissed my forehead before leaving the room.
“take some rest babe” Opie mumbled while he kissed me on the exact same spot as Jax just did.

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Comments

FINALLY!

Ellie-phant Ellie-phant
11/12/14

I'm scared. ):

Ellie-phant Ellie-phant
10/30/14

*sits at edge of my seat*

Ellie-phant Ellie-phant
10/28/14

Oh freaking snap.

Ellie-phant Ellie-phant
10/27/14

Hahaha, I love this.
Update soon. <3

Ellie-phant Ellie-phant
10/22/14