#every time i draw jacob i just google “shirts that go hard” and draw him in the first one that makes me laugh

[chiyune]

fashion? idk I just wanted to ink something

[idorkish]

Little Munson - Chap 10 - Finale

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The past year had been hard for Angel and David. She understood his desire to get out of Charming. It had been something they had both talked about since she was 15. If anything, Angel was proud that David had joined the Marines. She wrote to him as much as she could and always looked forward to his letters back. Soon, he would be visiting again and Angel could barely contain her excitement.

The days where she would get a phone call were few and far between but Angel looked forward to the few minutes they could talk. Angel spent most of her summer at the clubhouse, waiting for David’s calls to come through. They would talk of their plans for when Angel and him could both finally get away from Charming, away from the stigma that the club brought on them both. David still wanted to go to college after he was done with the Marines. Both he and Angel had their eyes set on somewhere in Arizona. It was close enough that they could visit when they wanted, and there were Sons in Arizona if anything happened. But it was far enough that their last names meant nothing.

When David told her that he would be coming home for a bit, she was ecstatic! David would finally be back in Charming and she could wrap her arms around him once more. Bobby smiled when he saw Angel buzzing around the house and the clubhouse, tidying up and rearranging to keep herself busy. Work at Luanne’s had been busy, as there were so many new girls that Luanne had also asked Angel to help with making sure all the paperwork was filled out, that everything had a copy, and that everything was where it needed to be. Angel had been working with Luanne for so long that she also helped with bookkeeping, another thing that made Bobby smile with pride.

The day David arrived back in Charming, Precious accompanied Angel to the airport to welcome him home. When Angel and Precious arrived, Angel was the first to spot the Hale family, even Jacob was there. Angel had kept in touch with David’s mother and father but had refused to ever acknowledge Jacob. Every time she saw him, she always felt awkward and creeped out.

Precious nudged Angel toward the family and they all exchanged pleasantries. Angel gave Mr. & Mrs. Hale a hug, and just waved to Jacob, refusing to get within his reach. The five of them waited and when David was finally in sight, Angel could barely contain herself and ran to meet him, calling out his name. David was talking to another man as they walked toward all the waiting families but when he looked up and caught sight of Angel, the biggest smile formed on his face and he dropped his bag, running toward Angel and wrapping his arms around her as he lifted her off the ground. David clutched her tightly against his body and pressed kisses to any part of her face that he could. “I missed you so much!” Angel sobbed into his neck, her hands gripping at his jacket. The man beside them smiled and lifted David’s bag for him, “I got this man, seems your hands are full.” David laughed and kept his hold on Angel as they continued walking toward their families.

He would be home for a week before he had to report back. They had already spent the majority of the week together. David refused to let Angel stray to far from him. He had been without her hugs and kisses for too long and he wanted to make up for that lost time. The club had agreed he could spend a night or two at the clubhouse so he could see everyone and catch up. Almost all congratulated him on joining and welcomed him back. Gemma had welcomed him back and gave his cheek and affectionate slap as she lectured him about leaving her baby girl all alone. Clay proclaimed that they needed a party to welcome him back and refused to back down even with protests from Angel and David, who just wanted time alone. The first night at the clubhouse, Angel had agreed to stay.

They laid in bed that night and just talked. David couldn’t believe that she was back in his arms. They talked of their plans for the rest of the year. Angel finally agreed she would be talking to Precious and Bobby about leaving for school. She would be able to start during the winter semester, that way she could find her own place. Angel had been smart with her money and had enough saved up. They stayed up late talking, trying to catch each other up on everything that they couldn’t through their letters or phone calls. They fell asleep that way and Clay found them tangled up the next morning, thankfully with all their clothes on.

The party was a full day event. Many of the major families in Charming had actually come out. It was town gossip that a Hale actually joined the service and was now back for some time before being deployed. David did his best to smile and be friendly but it was harder the more he noticed that Angel was always being pulled away by some random kid, who continued to wrap his arms around her. Jax and Opie had laughed, letting him know that the kid, “Kyle” was his name, was just a prospect like them and had tasked with babysitting the Munson family since Bobby was away so much.

David sat at the picnic table, clutching the can in his hand. He was doing his best to ignore the new prospect talking about Angel but every word out of his mouth drove David closer and closer to losing his temper.

“Yea. Angel is a great chick. We spent all night together,  ya know what I mean. It was just her and I all night. The kiddo was asleep the whole time for us.”

The cocky grin on the prospect’s face as he talked to the crow eaters ate away at David. He trusted Angel. They had been apart for some time but she would never cheat on him, right? He tried to push those thoughts out of his head. He was sure Jax and Opie would tell him if anything happened. Then again, those were HER brothers. They would do anything to keep her safe and happy, even if it meant withholding the truth from David. The longer Angel was away and Kyle was attached to her, the more David couldn’t contain his anger.

David stood up from his seat and stormed into the club house. He knew she would probably be in the kitchen helping out so that was the first place he looked.

“Hey, have you seen Angel?”

Jodi, one of the newer girls, was the first to speak up. “Yeah. I saw her and Kyle heading to the dorms. Said something about needing privacy or whatever.”

David cursed under his breath and made his way back out to the main room. He felt his chest tighten as he made his way back toward the dorms. Could it be true? Was Angel actually seeing Kyle as well? Did everyone know and they just didn’t want to tell him? David stopped in his tracks as he looked down the hall. Angel was leaning back against the wall, laughing at something that prick was telling her. David clenched his fists as he watched Kyle lean in and whisper something into her ear. Angel blushed and smiled up at him, biting her lip. David was seething and his fist were clenched.

Angel looked up and saw David storming down the hall. Before she could say anything, he had Kyle by the shirt and was tossing him on the ground. Soon his fists were connecting with Kyle’s face. “What the fuck David!” Angel screamed as she tried to pull David off of Kyle. She wasn’t sure what caused him to freak out and punch him. “Davey! David! Stop!” She screamed louder, drawing the attention of everyone else. David pushed her hands away and stayed on top of Kyle, his fist smashing against the other’s face. Angel looked up and saw her dad and Clay running toward them and pulled David off him.

“What the hell is going on back here? Why is my Prospect bleeding out on the floor?”

David shrugged both men off of him and glared at Angel. “Ask these two. I’m out of here.”

Angel stood there, staring as David made his way out the clubhouse, “I don’t know. Kyle was telling me a joke and saying he overheard that David has a surprise for me...He knows I’ve been feeling anxious about David coming home and then leaving and he wanted me to calm down. A-an-and then David just comes storming over…” Bobby pulled his daughter into his arms and pressed a kiss to her forehead.“Shh pumpkin, it’s ok.”

Angel pushed away from her father and wiped her face, “No, it’s not.” Angel was determined to find out what was going on. Before either Bobby or Clay could stop her, Angel was running out of the clubhouse and after David. “Stop! Hey! David, what the fuck!” She grabbed his arm and spun him to face her. David looked at her face and he broke on the inside. He hated being the reason she cried but this was as much as he could take: the rumors, the snide comments from everyone. It was all getting to him and it seemed they were all in on a secret against him.

“I’m done. I can’t do this anymore. You want to stay in this life, you want to stay stuck in this town and get sucked up into that club, fine! You keep on the road you’ve started. I’m not going to rescue you Angel!”

“What are you talking about?”

“I know what’s going on. I’m tired of it. I’m tired of your so called “family” always testing me, as if I haven’t been around longer than the whores and that fucking prospect! I have long ago proved that I was in this for the long run but I get shit on. Constantly! No matter what I have done to help or what I do, I get shit on by these fuckers. EVERY FUCKING TIME! I am fucking done. I know where you stand. I know who you now stand with. The whole “us against the world”... I can tell that was bullshit to you. It was never going to be us Angel! It was always going to be THEM and you. Not ME and you. I. Can’t. Do. This! I am done. They can all go FUCK THEMSELVES! And when you finally get your head out your ass and realize that all they’re going to do is hold you back, then come find me. Just know this, I refuse to wait for you any longer. I guess this is great though! I leave in a couple days anyway, just got assigned a mission. So you’re free now Angel. Fly away. Do what you want without me tying you down. Not like that has been stopping you anyway.”

Angel stood in silence as David walked off to his car. He was leaving. That was the only thing running through her mind. She had just got him back and he was leaving. And there was a possibility that he would not be returning, especially to her. “I need you…please...” she whispered to nothing and to no one.

Bobby and Clay stood behind Angel, having overheard the whole conversation. Bobby watched his daughter stare off into the distance, the two had been near inseparable over the past few days. To hear David talk to his little girl like that, to hear his little girl get berated by the boy she was head over heals in love with…Bobby didn’t know how to deal with this.

“That motherfucker never sets foot here again. He does, he will regret it.” It was Clay who spoke and all Bobby could do was nod.

When Bobby took a step toward his daughter, all he could hear was her mumbling, “Please no...this can’t be.” Bobby wrapped his arms around his little girl and guided her back to the lot, where everyone had gathered and heard everything David had said. Jax was first to speak up, “What the fuck is everyone looking at? Go back to whatever you were doing!” Jax and Opie stood on either side of Angel and took her from Bobby before ushering her inside to have her privacy. Angel walked by the dorms and stood, staring into the room she and David had just shared the night before. Jax rushed over and pulled her away and Opie slammed the door closed. “Use my room Sis, take a nap. No one will bother you in here.”

Angel collapsed on Jax’s bed and curled up; she grabbed at his blanket and pulled it over her. She refused to cry until she knew they were out of the room. Jax clenched his jaw as he watched Angel curl up. He had no clue what had went on or what got to David. Shit, they seemed just fine a couple hours ago. Making his way over to the bed, Jax tucked Angel in more, just like he did when they were younger. “Don’t worry sis. We’ll be here for you. Sleep for now.” With that he walked out the room. Once Angel heared the door click, she let herself cry. She had just lost her love, her partner, her best friend and she was still so confused as to why.

That night, Jax felt it best that they had a night just for the “Samcro Siblings” at the clubhouse. Jax and Opie took the time and cleared one of the dorms. They gathered every blanket and pillow they could, even getting Gemma to bring them more from home. They recruited Bambi to help set up the pillow fort they were making and then to go with Donna to pick out all the snacks and food. Although she wouldn’t be joining them that night, Donna was happy that the four of them would be spending time together. Donna also loved the chance to take Bambi out with her, even if it was just a grocery run.

Once Donna and Bambi were back, with bags full of snacks and drinks, they made their way to the designated dorm room and Donna put all the bags on the ground. “Alright you guys, have fun tonight!” Opie pressed a quick kiss to Donna’s lips and wished her a good night. Now that the room was complete, the next part of the plan needed to be put into place. The trio walked out to toward the garage, where they knew Angel was talking to Clay. Opie grabbed Angel and threw her over his shoulder after bidding Clay a thank you for distracting her. Bambi had jumped on Jax’s back and the four made their way back inside. Angel laughed and playfully smacked at Opie’s back. When they finally got to the room, he tossed her on the ground, “GAh, damnit Angel you’ve gotten heavy!”

Angel threw a pillow at him and laughed. Bambi jumped off Jax’s back and flew into Angel’s arm, knocking her all the way over before tickling her. Angel screeched and tried to fight off her little sister but was soon completely overpowered as Opie and Jax joined in. A few times, their laughter and screeching was so loud that one of the Sons would run in with their gun drawn and find the four of them either biting, punching, or slapping the others. Bobby and Tig had finally threw the door open at one point and stared at the four of them tangled up. Bambi had Jax in a headlock as he held onto Angel, who was trying her best to knock Opie over. Bobby and Tig stared at them and slowly backed out of the room. Yea their kids were fucked up, but at least they were having fun and smiling once more.

By the next morning, it was Gemma who went to check on her babies. Clay had told her what happened the evening before and as much as she wanted to rush over to Angel, Clay told her what the other three had planned. Gemma paced for most of the night and that morning. When she opened the door, she stopped in her tracks and held her hand up to her mouth. It had been so long since she had all her babies in one place and looking so peaceful. Jax and Angel had the worst time lately and to see them curled up and looking so peaceful, as if without a care in the world, hit Gemma in the heart. Bambi and Angel were tangled up as they always were when having a sleepover, their arms clinging to one another as if their lives depended on it, and some days Gemma really believed it did. Jax was on his stomach, his hair over his face, but his arm thrown over the girls. Opie was sprawled out on his back, half of Bambi’s body draped across him and the girls trapping his arm between them.