The hidden wounds

Skylar Lowman is happy's daughter but he didn't know about her until she shows up at the clubhouse with a latter saying that she is his child an her mother was killed. What happens when her ex boyfriend goes after her an the person who killed her mother wants her dead as well? How well happy handle having a teenage daughter who don't listen to a thing he says an starts to fall for a son? follow skylar as she deals with her mothers death an trying to live with happy an the club


4. chapter 4

Ok guys here's chapter 4 kozik is going to be in this chapter first time meeting an all that I wonder how happy is going to handle this lol who else wants to see a over protective happy lol or a grandpa tig lol well here we go lol


I woke up the next Morning to the sound of something breaking in the bathroom. I got up out of bed and entered the bathroom without knocking. I was half asleep and my mind wasn't functioning properly yet, so imagine my shock when I found my father stepping out of the shower in only a towel.

I screamed. No child should ever see any of their parents in that situation.

"Oh God! I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone was in here!!" I said, covering my eyes. I closed the door and sat on the end of my bed, my heart still racing.

After ten minutes, I got up and knocked on the door. This time no one answered, so I opened the door a little to find the room empty. I did my stuff and got dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top. It was hot out, so less clothes the better. I walked out of my room and ran right into Happy.

"We're going to have to remember that we now share a bathroom that way we don't walk in on each other," He said to me. I guess it was awkward for him too. Right when I was fixing to say something, a busty blonde walks out of his room and glares at me.

What did I do? I thought. She walked off with an unnecessary extra sway of her hips.

"Yes, we have to. I don't even want to see that much of you again," I said, my face heating up all over again. He nodded his head and walked off to the kitchen, grabbing a cup of coffee. I did the same and sat at the bar. It was summer time so no school and I was happy about that. I hate school so much.

"Hey doll face. How was your night?" Tig asked, sitting beside me on the stool. He pulled me into a hug then got a shot of Jack. Really it's like 9 in the morning and he is already drinking. That's kinda crazy, if you ask me.

"It was good. Hey, don't you think it's a little early to be drinking? It's not even 10 o'clock," I said, sipping at my coffee. I wonder if there's something to eat here.

"Naw. It ain't ever too early to drink, doll face. What are your plans for the day?" He took another swig from his glass.

"I'm not sure yet. Think I might go and see if Gemma needs any help with anything. Kinda looking for a job," I said. Right when I was about to get up and head outside, Gemma comes into the clubhouse.

"There you are. Any idea what is wrong with Happy? He's in a bad mood." Gemma asked. To be honest, I really didn't know. He seemed fine to me this morning, but who knows.

"I don't know Gemma. He seemed fine to me. We ran on each other this morning at the bathroom. I forgot we shared. But he seemed fine to me," I said, finishing my coffee. I looked up at her, she was smirking at me. She found this funny. I heard Tig chuckling as well. Great, they both think this is funny. Happy and me tend to think otherwise.

"I guess that would make someone in a bad mood. Oh by the way, you're going shopping with me, so go get ready. And tell your father," Gemma said, walking out the door. I guess she went to the office.

I put my cup in the sink and walked off to my room to get ready. I put on some cut off shorts and top. It's super hot here in Charming. I'm going to have to get used to that. Where I'm from it's hot too, but not this hot.

I walked out and found Tig in the same spot I left him. He was now talking to Chibs, he's a nice man. I like him. I hugged Tig and said goodbye to both men. I walked outside to find my Dad working on a car. How is he still standing up? It's too hot out here. I walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. He turns around and looks at me.

"What's up girl," He asked in his raspy voice while getting back to working on the car. It was a beat up old thing and looked like it's seen better days.

"Was just letting you know I'm leaving. Gemma is kidnapping me and is taking me shopping. Thought I should tell you before I leave, didn't want to you start freaking out if you couldn't find me," At me saying freaking out, he stopped working on the car and was looking at me like I was crazy.

"I would not freak out, I don't freak out over anything and that's fine. Do you have the phone I gave you?" He asked me, wiping his hands on a rag that was in his back pocket.

"Yes, it's in my pocket. I would never forget a phone, Dad. I'm a teenager, we live to text," I said, getting my phone out and showing him that I have it. It's a good thing it's a prepaid and not on a plan, it would suck for him to pay the bill.

Gemma came walking up beside me. "You ready to go now, because I don't have all day. I'm taking your kid, we'll be back later."

She grabbed my hand and pulled me to her car. I liked her car, it was nice and fast. I liked my cars fast. We left the lot and went to Walmart. We both got a cart and started on the blankets and things like that. I was a teenage girl after all, I wanted my room to look cool. I found a black and purple blanket and the matching sheets. I got a few fuzzy pillows and was going to find some posters for my room when I remembered something. I have no money to pay all this shit I grabbed.

"Hey Gemma, I forgot I don't have any money, so I won't be able to but any of this," I said, feeling kind of stupid that I forgot to ask for money from Happy or Tig before I left with Gemma.

"I'm paying for everything. Clay said to do it. Kind of like a welcome to the family kind of thing. We aren't short of money, baby. So don't worry about it. Get what you want." Gemma smirked. I guess my face showed how I was feeling. I was shocked. Clay didn't even know me, yet I'm family to him. I guess club life is way different than I'm used to.

"Gemma, are you sure? I mean, I don't want to over spend," I said, looking at what I have in the cart already. I didn't have much, but that didn't mean the price would not be up.

"I'm sure, baby. You're family and we take care of our own," Gemma said while putting something in her cart.

"Okay, then. If you say so. I want to get some posters to put in my room. Do you know of anyone that has a TV they don't want because I saw a cable in my room but no TV," I asked, looking at the poster. I found a Hinder poster and put it in the cart. I love Hinder. I kept on looking for posters and found a few more I liked. Movie stars like Johnny Depp and Paul Walker. We started to walk again before she answered me.

"No, but we can look at the TV's here and see how much they cost. I'm sure we can get you one. After we're done here, we're going to go to the mall and get you some clothes and things like that," Gemma said as we walked to the back of the store where the appliances were located.

We bought a small flat screen TV that was cheap. I felt bad spending all this money, but Gemma wouldn't let me put anything back. Walmart was nothing compared to the mall, I had so much clothes that I didn't even know what to do with half of them. I was so glad to get back to the club house, I was ready to fall over. Gemma pulled in then backed up too close to the door. All the guys came out to the car and popped open the trunk of the car.

"The hell is all this, Gemma?" asked Clay, looking at his wife and then at me. I was really starting to feel bad about how much we spent.

"I'm sorry, I tried to put some of it back after I realized I didn't have any money but she wouldn't let me," I said to Clay. Maybe he won't yell at me like Mom's ex used to. He'd get so mad when we would spend too much money, but would always blame it on me.

"Its fine, baby girl," Clay said, smiling at me. "Alright, boys. Unload this car and put the shit in her room." Everyone got to work on it, it didn't even take them long. I walked over to Clay and told him thank you for getting me all this stuff, but he wouldn't have any of it saying we were family and we take care of our own. Same thing Gemma said to me in the store. I got the last bag out of the truck and was closing it when Dad walked over to me.

"Hey, Dad. Is there any chance that we could go to Florida and get my things from the house? There are a lot of things there that I would like to get," I asked, hoping he would say yes to me. All my things were there, and I don't want to lose anything from my house. And I still need to take care of my mother's things as well.

"I'll talk to Clay about a road trip and see what he says," Dad said, waving Clay over. "There's another charter coming down that will be here soon and there's going to be a party. I won't always be around, so stay close to one of the guys or with Gemma at all times. I don't want to beat the shit out of anyone."

"Clay, Skylar needs to go back to Florida and get the rest of her stuff. I told her I would talk to you about it first," Happy said, looking at Clay. Clay looked at me then back at my Dad, he looked like he wanted to say no but didn't.

"Yea alright. Take a few of the guys with you, helps get it done faster. Things are slow around here for now, so go as soon as you can."

I was so happy that I was going to get to go home for the last time that out of impulse I threw my arms around Clay's neck. Due to the height difference, it was kind of hard. I didn't care though, I hugged him. It took Clay a second to realize what just happened before he returned the hug.

I let go and ran into the clubhouse and to my room to unpack the things I got today. It took a long time to get the room clean. I took everything off the walls, dusted and stripped everything off the bed. I opened the window and let the air in before I sprayed some good smelling stuff on the bed to kill any kind of germs. By the time I was done, the room looked brand new with posters on the walls. It felt more like mine than some dorm in a biker clubhouse.

"Hey...Wow baby, this place looks great," Gemma exclaimed, coming and sitting at the end of the bed. I looked at her and grinned. I worked hard on this room and I was so tired. I don't even think I'm going to go to the party tonight.

"Thank you, Gemma. It's really clean now and pretty," I said, laughing at how that sounded.

"Just talked to Clay. He said you are going to get your things from Florida. When are you leaving?" She asked me. I could tell she didn't want me to go, but I had to. And it's not like I would be going alone, I'll have Dad and a few other guys with us so we would be safe.

"I'm not sure yet. I haven't talked to Dad about it. We won't be gone long and a few of the guys are going with us too," I said, sitting down next to her. I really liked Gemma, she was nice and reminded me a lot of my mother.

"I know, baby. I just don't like the idea of you leaving. I know you will be safe. Happy told us what you told him, about what happened to your mother. You don't have to worry about anything. We will keep you safe." Gemma gave me a hug then headed for the door.

"Gemma, when did he tell you guys about what happened?" I asked. I don't see how she could have known anything about it. We just got back. She stopped, "Clay told me just a little bit ago. He told the boys while we were shopping today. You need to get ready for the party tonight because you'll meet some people." Then she walked out the door. I guess I really can't just go to bed right away.

I got some clothes out and checked to make sure no one was in the bathroom before I showered. I used my new shampoo and body wash. I left the bathroom door open so I could go back in and do my hair and makeup. I put on my clothes which was a band shirt with Hinder on it, a pair of black skinny jeans and high heeled boots. I started on my hair and put light make up on. I don't need to go too heavy, I had a natural beauty or so my mother would always tell me that.

I walked out of the room and walked into the main room, looking for my father or Tig. I found my Dad talking to a blonde guy. From what I could see he was really cute; short hair, nice buff body. He was drinking beer. I walked over to my dad and stopped by him.

"Hey Dad," I greeted, putting my arm around his waist in a side hug. He looked down at me. It sure sucks being so short, for people have to look down at you.

"Hey, Sky. What you up to?" He asked me, taking a swig of his beer. What is it with these guys and beer or just drinking?

"Not much. Going to see what I can get into. What about you? Who's your friend?" I asked, looking at the blonde guy who was checking me out discreetly. He must think I didn't notice, but I did.

"This is Kozik. He just parched in not too long ago. He's down with the other guys that come up here. Koz, this is my daughter Skylar."

He's hot.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Kozik. You can call me Sky, if you like," I said, holding my hand out to him. I looked over to see Dad eyeing Kozik. I guess Dad has seen him checking me out as well.

"Sky, I want you to stay close to the ring. I'm going to be fighting tonight," Dad said, looking back at me. Now I didn't really like the idea of my dad fighting. He could get hurt and that would suck.

"Uhh..Okay, Dad. But who are you fighting? Hey by the way, Dad. When are we going to go to Florida to get the rest of my things?" I asked. Better get that out of the way before I forget to ask him.

"I'm going to be fighting Tig and we'll go in a few days. I still got some shit to take care of first. Come on let's head over there"

Dad grabbed my hand and lead me to wherever we were going to. I saw some of the girls that were around glare at me. They were barely wearing any clothes, if one can consider those scraps of fabrics, clothes.

Dad and I got to the ring where he started to take his shirt and rings off. He handed them to me. Someone came up behind me and grabbed my ribs. Not thinking it through, I threw my elbow back and hit whoever it was that grabbed me. I heard a few of the guys laughing. I turned around and saw Tig bent over, trying to get his breath.

"God! Really, Tig? Don't you know not to do shit like that? I could have really hurt you. You scared the hell out of me!" I yelled at him, he looked up at me and smirked. I don't think this is funny at all.

"Oh, don't even worry. You didn't get me that good, doll face. Here hang on to my things too. You don't want to lose any of them." Tig handed me his things. And together with Dad -who looked rather proud- hopped into the ring. Clay rang the bell and the fight was on.

Chibs walked over to me and stood beside me the whole fight. I didn't like to watch it, but i wasn't going to leave either. They both were great in the ring.

"Ya doing alright there, lass?" Chibs asked. This is the first time I've really talked to him properly. He seemed like a nice guy.

"Yep." I answered. "How are you doing today, Chibs?" Chibs was a good foot taller than me. I watched as the fight went on. Tig was getting a few good hits in. I couldn't help it, I had to cheer on my Dad.

"YES! GO DAD!" I yelled out, Tig and Dad both looking my way. I just smirked at Tig and kept on cheering.

"I'm doing good, lass," Chibs answered, while also watching the fight. Like me, he also started to cheer. Clay had Bobby stop the fight. Both men did their bro hug.

I looked over to my side to see that Chibs was already walking off. Dad and Tig came and walked over to me with a towel in both their hands.

"Really, doll face? You cheer for him, but not for me? That hurts my feelings, you mustn't forget that I'm your grandfather," Tig said while putting his shirt back on. He wiped his face again, getting more blood and sweat off it. He needs to shower, like immediately.

"Well, Tig, unlike you he didn't scare the crap out of me. And he did have a hand in bringing me into this world. My mom always said 'I brought you into this world, I can easily take you out'," I shrugged. "Just thought I'd stay on his good side, in case he decides that." I handed Dad his things back. He wasn't injured as much as Tig. Just a cut on his eyebrow, it's bleeding but he'll be all right.

"See, I told you she was smart. Like me," Dad smirked while putting his arm around my shoulder. I immediately shrugged it off. He did not smell good at all and was all sweaty.

"Oh no you don't. I don't want to smell like sweat and blood I'll hug you after you shower," I said to them. They looked at me kinda funny muttering something about girls.

Tig walked off to god knows where, but out of nowhere i was suddenly lifted and was swung around in the air. I look down and saw my grandfather's easily recognizable black curly hair.

"TIG PUT ME DOWN NOW OR I'M GOING TO PUKE ON YOU!" That made him put me down real fast. I had to wait till the world stopped spinning before I could walk again. My dad and Tig were both laughing their asses off. Two girls walked up to my Dad and Tig, I thought now would be a great time to leave, so i told them both goodnight and headed back to my room. Upon opening the door I found some chick and Kozik making out on my bed.

"Get the hell out of my room you two," I said, my voice deadly.

The girl glared at me and stood up, "Who the hell do you think you are, talking to me that way, bitch? Do you have any idea what I could do to you?" The skank said getting into my face.

"No and I don't give two shits to who you are, but this is my room so you two need to leave before I make you," I deadpanned, getting all up in the girls face as well. I felt the stinging on my cheek before it registered that she had hit me.

I saw red. I grabbed the slut by her hair and slammed her head on the door. She fell onto the floor. I jumped on top of her and started hitting her back. Unfortunately, someone got me off of her. I didn't know who had me, but I started to fight them off of me as well. Next thing I knew, I was pinned to the wall, rendering me immobilized. I started to panic, remembering what happened the last time I was pinned to a wall.

"GET OFF ME NOW. GET OFF. GET OFF" I shouted to whoever had me. I saw my dad walk up to me slowly with his hands up. He then pulled me into his arms where I fell apart. I heard Tig say something about putting their hands on his granddaughter.

"Baby, are you okay?" Dad asked, trying to soothe me. All I could do was nod. I clung to him, as if letting go would mean he would leave me like Mom did. I didn't ever want to be alone again. Dad carried me to the bed and Tig got my shoes off, he then started for the door.

"Please don't leave, grandpa! Please don't leave me" I sobbed harder. I keep having horrid flashbacks about that day. It's even harder to control my emotions now that I've started crying.

"Alright, doll face. It's a good thing your bed is comfy," Tig said while taking his shoes off. He got into the bed behind me. Dad was in front of me and Tig behind.

No one said a word about me calling Tig grandpa. It was the first time I ever said it. I started to drift off to sleep, my last thought was that I will do whatever it takes to keep my family safe, even if it costs me my life.

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