Revenge Doesn't Solve everything!

   Since the incident with Bob, I haven't been able to be alone. Not completely by will, but partly by choice. The only time Dallas left my side, was when he had work and I had school. I think we broke our own record not having sex all week, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it, not after such a thing had been violated for me, but Dallas was okay with it. His mind was distracted by thought of sweet, bloody revenge. He had to work the night shift one night, meaning it would be the first time I'd be sleeping alone since the incident. I thought it would be hard, but the moment I closed my eyes, I drifted off. I was on the ground of the vacant lot again. The same Socs surrounded me, and Bob was there, doing the same things he did before. I sat up in my bed, my heart racing, my body in a cold sweat. I laid there for about half an hour before I decided I wasn't going to fall back asleep again. I crept into the bedroom down the hall. Luckily he was alone, and clothed. I quietly slipped into his bed an instantly fell asleep.
   The sunlight hit my face as my eyes blinked open. I found Owen staring at me confused, his head propped up on his arm.
     "It's been a while since you've sneaked into my bed in the middle of the night." He said.
     "I had a bad dream, I couldn't sleep." I said, rubbing my eyes.
     "We're going to get Bob for what he did, Rhyan, I promise you that." His voice was soft.
     "And then what?" I asked.
     "And then Bob Sheldon thinks twice before laying a finger on you ever again." He replied.
Maybe he was right. Maybe it would scar Bob so bad that he would leave me alone, but I kind of took it as a long shot.
     "Are you going to the rumble tonight?" He asked.  I sighed.
     "Yeah, we need everyone we can get.: I heard the front door close from downstairs.
     "That'll be Dallas." I slipped out of bed, and just before making it through the door Owen spoke up again.
     "Rhyan?"
     I turned, "Yeah?"
     "I love you sis." He said.
     "I love you too." I smiled, then headed downstairs.

   We all met up at the Curtis house to gear up for the rumble. Everyone was getting focused while I hid in the corner with Audrey and Jelly. Suddenly, the house started shaking as a familiar roar filled the air. I squinted, glancing through the cracks in the blinds and felt my eyes widen. I marched up to Owen,
     "You invited the sons?" I said in a hushed urgency.
     "We needed more guys, and I knew Jax would come running once he heard what happened to you." He explained before turning and heading outside.
     "That's exactly what I was afraid of." I mumbled to myself.
With every ounce of my being, I did not want to step out that door, but they came all this way and in my defense, so I sucked it up and stepped outside. I was happy to see Chibbs first. If any of them had come, I would've wanted it to be him.
     "How's my girl?" He asked, his arms wrapping around me tightly.
     "Well, if I was any kind of good you wouldn't be here would you?" I said, playing a smirk on my face.
     "We're going to get the guys who did this to you Rhyan." Clay assured.
     "I know you will." Just like they always do. If anyone was a master at revenge, it was the Sons.
I stood as far as possible from Jax, feeling his gaze upon me the whole time. Just when I start to think I put my past behind me, it comes riding back, perched on top of a motorcycle.
   I stood behind my boyfriend and my brother before the rumble officially started.
     "It's a shame that I didn't get to finished what I started." Sheldon's devilish gaze was glued to me. "Why do you hang out with these low-lifes? You're rich...and with a body like that you have everything it takes to be a Soc." he continued.
     "Really? Because from what I'm looking at Socs look like horse's ass." I replied. His gaze narrowed.
     "I'm really glad we got to have that a moment the other day Thatcher, it was nice to feel how wet you got for me." That had done it. Dal and Owen simultaneously collided fists with Sheldon's face.To say that they beat the shit out of Bob would have been an understatement. From what I heard, they weren't quite finished with him. We had planned a victory party at my house after the rumble. It didn't take long for the music to start blaring and the beer to be passed out. I instantly stripped down to my bikini and joined Dawn and Audrey in the hot tub.
     "What happened to your gnome Dawn?" I asked.
     "It shattered over some Socs face." she said, laughing. A little while later I met Dallas leaning against the fence, talking with Tim.
     "Your bruises are already starting to appear." My fingers traced his bare chest.
     "Ah, they ain't nothin'. I'm kinda disappointed I made it out with no broken bones." he said. I glanced across the yard, and met a familiar pair of eyes.
     "I'll be right back." I said, kissing Dallas before I left. I paced slowly to the back porch where Jax was sitting in a patio chair.
     "I was starting to think you were going to go all night without talking to me." He said.
     "Thought it'd be rude not to at least say thanks for coming." I answered.
     "I'm sorry that happened to you Rhyan. I wish I was around to stop it." he replied.
     I sighed. "I'm not your responsibility anymore Jax."
     He pointed across the yard, "Is that Dallas?" he asked. I shot him a confused look, I had never mentioned anything about Dallas to him.
     "Gemma told me." He said. I shook my head. "You got a nice thing here Rhy."
     "Yeah." I smiled. "They're like my family ya know?"
     He glanced in the direction of the other Sons. "You know I do." There was a moment of silence. "It's good to see that you've moved on." he added. I was beginning to think he didn't exactly grasp why I left California.
     "Jax, it wasn't like that. I didn't just drop you guys and trade you for new friends. I never stopped caring about any of you."
     "Even me?" his blue eyes peered up at me, searching for an answer deeper than I had time to give him.
     "Especially you." I confessed. "It just wasn't the life I wanted. It may work for Owen, but not for me." I was telling the truth. I grew to love everyone in the Sons, they were like family to me and I didn't judge them for what they did or the choices they made, but I couldn't be with someone like that anymore. Owen loved it, and I know sometimes he wishes he was in Cali with them rather than here in Tulsa, but I had a new family now. I did move on, and I found where I truly belong. I'm not a part of the Sons, I'm a greaser.
   The party was starting to come to a close around four a.m. when a fight broke out between Hunter, Soda, and Jelly, resulting in ending Soda and Jel's relationship. I wanted to comfort her, but she ran off too fast, and I didn't see her again.
I stood in the doorway of my bathroom, brushing my wet hair and wearing only a towel.
     "Everyone's gone." Dallas said as he stripped off his muddy jeans and plopped down onto the bed. I slipped on a pair of underwear and a sports bra before crawling into bed myself. We both laid on our backs, staring up at the ceiling. Dallas rolled over to face me.
     "Rhyan...would it help to talk about exactly what he did to you? Ya know, they say it's best not to keep these things to yourself..." He spoke softly. I closed my eyes and waited for about thirty seconds before answering.
     "Two guys, out of nowhere, pinned me to the ground, trying to keep me still. And at first I didn't understand what they were doing, because they weren't directly trying to inflict pain...until Bob shoved his hand in my pants, and when he couldn't get it far enough he flipped out a switch and cut my jeans off of me." I swallowed hard, trying to hold back the tears developing in my eyes. "The socs holding my arms each grabbed and leg, spreading them apart...and then he shoved his fingers in..hard, numerous times..." I chewed on my lips, "...and at one point his tongue, maybe even teeth, it hurt, and the worst part was that I couldn't do anything about it." A tear escaped and rolled down my cheek. After Dallas didn't answer, I tilted my head to look at him. His eyes were watery and I could tell it gave him even a bigger hatred for Bob, but there was also a deep sympathy in his expression. Dallas Winston hardly, if ever, cried. He pressed his forehead against mine, stroking my cheek with his fingers.
     "I will never let anything like this happen to you again Rhy...I swear to God..." he said before gently kissing my lips.
     "I know." I said, and I believed him with every ounce of my being.

   I awoke the next morning and every muscle in my body ached. It took all of my effort just to get out of bed. I found Dallas downstairs making pancakes.
     "Ooh, babe, you don't look too good." He commented, noticing my entrance. I glanced at the mirror that hangs on the wall above the dining room table.
     "Damn!" I said loudly, noticing the dark bruises on my face and shoulders. I lifted my shirt to find even more on my abdomen.
     "I feel like I was hit by a car." I said, plopping into the nearest chair. After eating, I didn't want to do anything but sit on the couch. I flipped through the television channels and found nothing. Knowing that I did not have a movie I wanted to watch, I headed upstairs to Owen's room.
     "Owen, I'm getting one of your movies." I shouted to him in the kitchen. He had just found the pancakes. His room smelled of doritos and ass cheeks. I glanced through the movies on his book shelf as well as the ones scattered on his desk. I picked up a disk and flipped it over in my hand. It was blank, so I figured it was one of our old home videos of when we were little. I popped it into the DVD player in the living room and pressed play. Three guys popped up, standing in Owen's room and wearing only underwear and sombreros, and singing to Celene Dion's "My Heart Will Go On". Those three happened to be Soda, Steve, and TwoBit.
     Dallas laughed. "Is this from last night?"
     "Looks like it." I said, smiling at their stupidity.
The scene suddenly changed and the room grew dark. There were two people tossing around on the bed.
     "Owen!" I shouted, "You made a sex video?"
He appeared, shoving a biscuit in his mouth, staring at the T.V.
     "That ain't me." he pointed out.
I looked closer and saw the familiar blonde curls dancing on the screen.
     "Oh my God, that's Audrey."
     "Well who is she with?" Dal asked. Considering that there was something going on between her and Hunter, I figured it would be him, but once that long brunette hair flashed across my vision..my mouth dropped to my feet.
     "HOLY SHIT!" All three of us said at the same time.
     "Jelly and Audrey?" Owen shouted.
I jumped up from the couch and pressed eject on the dvd player. After that we all just glanced around the room awkwardly, not saying anything.
     "This does not leave this house." I pointed my finger at both of them.
Audrey and Jelly had made a sex tape.