💘( A Dance with Death! )✨

EIGHT

[ The Pull ]

( 🏍️💀💘👪💒🔫 )

" You want to know what happened to your son? Fine, here it is. I shot him and then buried him six feet under to bleed out and suffocate. "

~ LETTY MORROW to GEORGE MCKENNA

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TRIGGER WARNING⚠️: The sensitive topic of abortion will be briefly discussed in this chapter. Please note what may be featured and said in this chapter on the topic may not resemble my own personal opinion. That being said, I do not mean to offend anyone in anyway as I know this can be a very sensitive topic for some. But everyone is entitled to their own opinion, lets just keep it kind and respectful in the comment section, please. 

Also, this chapter will feature an extremely detailed sex scene. Will mark where it ends and where it starts in case anyone wants to skip it. 

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'LETTY'S OUTFIT'

THE HOSPITAL CORRIDORS BUZZED WITH ACTIVITY as Letty Morrow made her way through the white-walled hallways of St. Thomas Hospital. Her nurse's scrubs hugged the curves of her figure perfectly and her steps purposeful. The weight of the previous night's argument with Gemma hung heavy on her mind. 

Pushing open the door to the NICU, Letty's gaze fell upon her mother, sitting beside Abel's incubator with a mixture of concern and exhaustion etched on her features. The sight of Gemma stirred a whirlwind of conflicting feelings within her. 

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to go off on you last night," Letty offered softly, her voice tinged with regret.

Gemma met her daughter's gaze, her expression softened by the sincerity in Letty's words, "I'm sorry too. It was a crazy day," she replied, her voice heavy with exhaustion. Letty nodded in agreement, a silent acknowledgment passing between them.

Gemma's gaze drifted toward Abel's incubator, her thoughts drifting to the turmoil that had engulfed their lives in recent weeks, "Strange time, Letty. So much shit is changing. I just worry--About Jax, about him," she confessed, her voice trailing off as she motioned toward Abel. "About you--"

"About Juice," Letty interjected, sighing, the weight of Gemma's words settling heavily on her shoulders. "Honestly, Mum, I don't even know what's going on between me and Juice," she admitted. 

Gemma's gaze bore into Letty's, a knowing look passing between them, "You left Charming for a reason, baby," she remarked, her tone gentle. 

Letty's defences rose instinctively, "Yeah, a decision you made pretty clear you didn't agree with," she shot back, her voice laced with bitterness.

Gemma's expression softened, a flicker of regret crossing her features, "No. I didn't agree with it. But it doesn't mean I didn't understand why you did it," she replied, her voice laced with sincerity. "My decision to go back to your father--"

"We don't need to talk about this," Letty interjected sharply, her patience wearing thin.

Gemma's gaze held steady, a mother's concern shining bright in her eyes, "I think we do," she insisted, her voice firm but gentle. "He hurt me, hurt you. Betrayed both our trust. And seeing me go back to him after all that, it crushed you, didn't it? So, you left. Because you didn't want to become me."

Letty swallowed hard, the weight of Gemma's words hitting her like a freight train, "Ma, I was 18. I didn't know what I wanted. I came back. I got over it." 

Gemma reached out, her hand resting gently on Letty's arm, "Somebody hurts you, baby, you never get over it," she murmured, her voice heavy with sadness. 

Letty nodded, a silent acknowledgment passing between them as the door swung open, revealing Jax's silhouette in the doorway.

"Hey, Dr. Namid's still in surgery. It's gonna be a while before they take him out of there," Letty informed Jax, her professionalism coming out. 

Jax nodded, his gaze flickering between Letty and Gemma, "Yeah. I came early to talk to Mum. We need a favour," he replied, his tone serious, as his attention was solely focused on Gemma. 

Letty glanced between them, a sense of unease settling over her, "I'll leave you guys to it. I gotta get back to work anyway," she interjected. 

Jax turned to Letty, his expression softening, "All right, I'll see you later," he replied, pressing a kiss on Letty's cheek as she made her way to the door.

"Yeah," Letty murmured, her gaze lingering on her mother and brother, before slipping out of the room. 

***

Cursing down the highway in her fiery red mustang, the wind in her hair as music pumped from her car speakers. Letty started to slow down as she noticed a gas truck off to the side of the road. 

Cursing under her breath, she noticed it was a accident, a guy badly hurt as he had went through the windshield. The sirens blared from a distant as she pulled over, jumping out of her car and springing into action. 

Climbing up on the hood, she noticed glass shards everywhere and wounds all over his legs, an artery was severed, blood pouring out. Quickly, she removed her hoodie, and wrapped it around his leg to help stop the bleeding until the paramedics got there. 

Which wasn't long, the sound of the man screaming filled the air, as they worked to remove him from the hood. Letty went to back over to the truck as they were assessing the man's injuries, going to collect her sunglasses which had been knocked off her head earlier, but something else caught her eye...A small zip lock bag with pills inside, making her sigh, pocketing them, she raced back over to her car and drove off in high speed. 

***

"You are not gonna believe what I found," she said as she walked into the clubhouse, gaining everyone's attention. "So, I was on my lunch break from work, for some reason I was craving Chinese food, which is weird because I usually don't like getting heavy food while I work, 'cause then I just feel sick--" 

Tig groaned, snapping his head back in frustration, "Just spit it out!" 

"Gosh, sorry! I thought you cared about my day, jeez. Guess I was wrong," Letty sassed, earning herself chuckles from some of the boys. 

"Anyway, I came across a crash, 'cause apparently I can't catch a break, and found this," she said, dumping the zip lock bag of pills down on the table. 

"Darby runs his meth lab out of a diesel yard in Pope. It's where all the mill drivers score their crank," Opie explained from his spot leaned against the wall, taking a puff of his cigarette. 

"This is definitely Darby's shit," Juice stated, as he examined the small pills. "This rock's been stepped on so many times, it's barely a narcotic." 

"I'm afraid to ask how you know that," Letty muttered, only to earn a smirk from Juice in return. 

Clay's eyes narrowed at the blush that crossed his daughter's cheeks. 

"See, Darby's making his move into Charming dealing at that lumber mill," Tig said in frustration - he knew they should of dealt with him sooner. "Clay, we gotta send this nazi asshole a clear message now." 

Letty scoffed, rolling her eyes, "Why don't we just go talk to the driver? Ask him where he bought the meth," she said in a duh tone. "Jeez, it's always about violence with you guys," she said, shaking her head in disbelief. 

Tig scoffed in amusement, while everyone sent the girl a knowing look, "You're one to talk." 

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, offended. 

"That chick, Kate, you were having trouble with in middle school," Tig recited. "What did you do to her?" 

"Broke her nose," Letty said, nonchalantly. 

"Why?" 

"Because she cut the line in the school cafeteria." 

Everyone started chuckling, shaking their heads in amusement and disbelief. 

"What? Everyone hates people who cut the line. And besides, that's not me anymore. I've taken a hard look at my life and I'm trying to be a better person," she stated with a proud smile, which only made them all laugh even more. 

"What?! I am! I've found meditation. It really helps with anger." 

Everyone was laughing so much they were tearing up, the image of the princess of a motorcycle gang sitting silently for longer than five minutes a day, while she crossed her legs, closed her eyes and hummed, was the most hilarious thing they could ever imagine. 

"I'm being serious!" she whined, pouting out her bottom lip, as she crossed her arms over her chest. 

"For real?" Tig raised an eyebrow. 

A smirk tugged at the corners of Letty's lips, as she waved a dismissive hand, "No. I'm just pulling your leg." 

Tig chuckled, shaking his head in amusement, "You really had me for a second there." 

"No, but seriously, we should just talk to this guy," Letty suggested. "I gotta head back to the hospital anyone. I can sneak Jax and Ope into the ICU."  

"All right go," Clay ordered. 

Jax grabbed his cut, placing it back on swiftly, while Opie wrapped his arm over Letty's shoulders, as the three of them strode out of the clubhouse. Juice eyes landed on Letty's ass as she walked away, earning a hit on the back of the head by Chibs, who noticed. 

"Ow! What the fuck, man?!" Juice hissed, rubbing the back of his head. 

"Careful with that wonderin' eye, brother, or I might be forced to cut it out of yer skull," he warned, before downing a shot. 

***

Walking through the hospital, the three of them stopped, noticing two guys getting into the elevator, "Darby's guys," Jax observed. "Can't be good." 

"It's this way," Letty motioned with her head for the boys to follow her, guiding them over to the room the man was being kept in. Painful groans immediately caught their ears, as they entered the room. 

"Holy shit," Opie remarked, noticing the blood that poured from the guy's mouth and nose. 

"Andy, hey. Remember me?" Letty said politely as she immediately rushed over to assess and address his new wounds from the beating he obviously just received.  

"Yeah. Doc said if it wasn't for you, I'd be dead. You saved my life," he said to the girl with a painful but appreciative smile, earning a gentle smile back in return. 

"Who did this to you?" Opie began questioning the patient. 

"Well, that's obvious," Letty muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes, earning a playful glare from Opie. 

"Nords," the man replied. 

"Why?" Jax stepped forward. 

"I was in way deep with Darby on my crank debt. Like 2,700." 

"Where you buying?" Letty asked, as she dabbed one of his cuts with a alcohol soaked cotton ball, making the man wince. "Sorry," she apologised sweetly. 

"Up in Pope," he responded to her question. 

"Not in Charming?" Jax quirked an eyebrow. 

The man shook his head, "Can't score shit in this town." 

"Anybody you want me to call?" Letty asked, as she continued to dress his wounds. "Family or friends?" 

"No," the man answered sadly. "Oswald's gonna fire my ass when he finds that tanker empty, man." 

This piqued Jax's attention, who was already making his way out the door, "What are you talking about?" 

"Well, the Nords said that the diesel was payment for my crank debt, so they came here, they beat the shit out of me and they took my keys." 

"It was a full tanker?" 

"Yeah." 

"It's at the county impound off the 18." 

The three leather wearing bikers shared a knowing look - an idea coming to mind. 

***

The afternoon sun beamed down on St. Thomas Hospital as Juice and Half-Sack worked on a tow job for the T.M. Juice leaned casually against the tow truck, his sleeves rolled up to reveal the tattoos that crawled up his arms. Half-Sack, on the other hand, was sweating profusely as he wrestled with the heavy tow cable, his muscles straining with effort.

As they worked, Letty stepped out of the hospital, a cigarette dangling between her lips. Her eyes lit up as she caught sight of Juice, a mischievous smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"Hey there, JuJu," Letty called out, her voice a flirtatious whisper as she stalked over to where Juice was leaning.

Juice straightened up, a grin spreading across his face as he met Letty's gaze, "Well, if it isn't my favourite nurse," he replied, his tone playful.

Half-Sack shifted uncomfortably, acutely aware of the sexual tension crackling between Letty and Juice. He kept himself busy with the tow cable, doing his best to tune out the flirtatious banter between them.

Letty took a drag of her cigarette, the smoke curling around her like a halo, "You boys working hard or hardly working?" she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Juice chuckled, his gaze lingering on Letty's chest as he leaned in closer, "With a sight like you, princess, it's hard to focus on anything else," he replied, his voice low and husky.

Letty's cheeks flushed pink as she leaned in, the space between them becoming non-existent, "Ooh, careful, baby," she said as she leaned closer to his lips, playing with the collar of his shirt as she blew smoke directly into his mouth. "You might give poor Half-Sack here a chubby," she teased, nodding toward the increasingly uncomfortable prospect, as she shot the much smaller boy a knowing look, knowing full well what he once said about her. 

Half-Sack cleared his throat awkwardly, his cheeks turning a deep shade of crimson, "Uh, yeah, I'll just...keep working," he mumbled, his eyes fixed firmly on the tow cable.

Letty and Juice shared a laugh, easily settling into a rhythm of teasing and banter. As they chatted, Half-Sack worked diligently in the background, grateful for the distraction provided by their playful flirtation.

Letty stubbed out her cigarette, her smoke break coming to an end, "Well, boys, as much as I'd love to stay and chat, duty calls," she remarked. 

Juice nodded, a smile playing at his lips, "Until next time, princess," he replied, his gaze lingering on Letty's retreating figure as she disappeared back into the hospital.

Half-Sack let out a sigh of relief as he watched Letty go, grateful for the respite from the awkwardness of the situation.

***

Gemma and Jax nervously waited inside the NICU, Gemma paced the room, running a shaky hand through her hair, while Jax sat in a chair in the corner of the room, his knee bouncing repeatedly. 

That was when Letty rounded the corner, Abel in her arms, as a smile crossed her face, heading over to her mother and brother, watching as both their faces lit up. 

Heading straight over to Jax, she carefully handed him his son, the smile that crossed the man's face was priceless as he finally got to hold his son close to his chest, "Hey, hey," he greeted, lightly bouncing him. 

Jax chuckled with glee, as he tried to hold back his tears, coming to sit down on the chair once again, his gaze never moving from the little boy in his arms. 

Letty came round, wrapping her arm over her brother's shoulders, beaming down at Abel as well with love and affection, "Hate to break this to you, buddy, but that's your old man," she teased, making Jax chuckle, but his gaze still lingered on his baby boy. 

Letty and Gemma shared a look and headed out of the room to allow Jax to have this moment with his son. 

***

Letty exited the hospital, her steps heavy with exhaustion after a long shift. The night air was crisp, but her mind was foggy with fatigue. She glanced around her, her senses on high alert - Something didn't feel right.

As she walked further down the road, she noticed a white commadore trailing her, its headlights casting ominous shadows. Panic took over her senses, and she fumbled for her phone, dialling her father's number.

"Letty, where the hell have you been?! I've been trying to call you!" Clay's urgent voice came through the phone, sounding just as frantic and panicked as she felt in that moment. 

"Dad, there's a car following me right now," Letty whispered urgently into the phone, her voice trembling with fear.

"What?! Where are you?!" Clay's voice crackled with alarm through the phone.

"Walking to my car. I just finished my shift," Letty replied, her eyes darting nervously to the approaching vehicle.

The other members of the club gathered around Clay, their expressions grave as they listened in.

"What is it?" Jax asked, his eyebrows furrowed in concern for his sister. 

"Mayans are trailing Letty," Clay muttered, his jaw clenching with anger.

"Jesus Christ," Tig swore under his breath.

Clay turned his attention back to Letty, "Are you packing?" he asked, his voice urgent.

"No. I work in a hospital, I can't have a gun in my purse," Letty replied, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Where is she?" Juice's voice cut through the tense atmosphere, his eyes filled with concern.

"St. Thomas," Clay answered, and without hesitation, Juice rushed over to his bike, mounting it, and seconds later the roar of his engine filled the air, as he took off in high speed. 

"Jesus Christ! Get back to the hospital now. Find your mother. Juice is on his way."

Without waiting for a response, Clay hung up the phone, his mind racing with fear for his daughter's safety. He turned to the other Sons, his eyes blazing with determination, "Alvarez wants to go after my daughter - this is only about blood!" he practically roared, making eye contact with Jax, who only a second ago was questioning if they should go after Alvarez. 

Opie and Tig nodded grimly, their faces set with determination - They knew what needed to be done. 

***

Letty paced back and forth inside the hospital's front corridor, her heart pounding in her chest. She glanced over her shoulder, her breaths coming in ragged gasps, paranoia fuelling her every step. The sterile scent of antiseptic did little to calm her nerves as she burst through the double doors and into the crisp night air.

Letty's heart pounded even harder as she scanned the parking lot, searching for any sign of her salvation. And then, like a guardian angel, he appeared: Juice Ortiz, riding in on his sleek black motorbike, his eyes wide with concern as he spotted her.

Without hesitation, Letty bolted towards him, her legs carrying her as fast as they could. Tears staining her cheeks as she practically threw herself into his arms, clinging to him as if he were her lifeline.

"Juice!" she cried, her voice muffled against his chest. "I was so scared," she sobbed. 

Juice wrapped his arms around her tightly, his heart aching at the sight of her distress, "Hey, it's okay, Letty. I've got you. You're safe now, I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you."

Letty pulled back slightly, her eyes wild with fear, "I don't know who they were, Juice. I didn't recognise the car. But Jax told the Mayans went after Dad, and I think they're the ones following me. Do you think they're coming after all of us?" 

Juice's mind raced as he processed the information. If the Mayans were targeting the club, they were all in danger. Without a moment's hesitation, he swung his leg over his bike, motioning for Letty to get on behind him.

"I don't know what's going on. But all I know, is I need to get you somewhere safe," he said firmly, revving the engine to life. "Hang on tight."

As they roared off into the night, Letty clung to Juice tightly, praying that they would make it out of this alive. Little did they know, the danger lurking in the shadows was far more insidious than they could ever imagine.

***

'GEORGE'S OUTFIT'

The roar of Juice's bike filled the quiet night air as he pulled up in front of Letty's house, the rumble of the engine cutting through the darkness like a beacon of reassurance. Letty dismounted the bike, her exhaustion evident as she thanked Juice for the ride home.

"You sure you don't want to come back to the clubhouse? It's not safe for you to be alone right now," Juice insisted, his concern evident in his dark eyes, as he walked her inside. 

Letty shook her head, offering him a tired smile, "I'll be fine, Juice. I promise. My gun's in the safe. I can protect myself now. Besides, I know what my dad's like, he'll have me on lockdown. I don't do good all cooped up."

Juice sighed, reluctantly accepting her decision, "All right, but promise me you'll lock the doors and stay alert," he urged, his voice filled with worry.

Letty nodded, "I will, I promise."

As they stood in the living, the tension between them eased slightly, replaced by a comfortable familiarity. Juice couldn't help but smile as he looked at her, his gaze softening with affection, "You know, since the moment you crashed into T.M. literally."

Letty chuckled, remembering the first day she laid eyes on Juice Ortiz. 

"My life has never been boring," he teased, a playful glint in his eyes.

Letty arched an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing in her tired eyes, "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"It's a...I'm glad I met you too, thing" Juice replied, his words carrying a weight of sincerity that made Letty's heart skip a beat.

Before the moment could linger any longer, Juice reluctantly tore himself away, knowing he had to return to the clubhouse and help with the Irishman, "I need to head back," he said regretfully. "But Half-Sack's out front if you need anything."

Letty chuckled softly, her exhaustion momentarily forgotten as she teased, "I think I'm better off protecting myself."

Juice laughed, the sound warm and comforting, "Well, I'm just a phone call away," he reminded her, leaning in to press a gentle kiss on her cheek, before turning around and heading out the door.

A wide smile spread across Letty's face as her hand went up to brush against her cheek, before rubbing the back of her neck, she felt the exhaustion take over her. Making her way to her bedroom, she slid inside, sitting herself down on the bed, removing her nurse's watch from her scrubs and placing it down on her bedside table, her shoulders heavy with the weight of the night's events. And now all she wanted was to collapse into her bed and forget about the chaos that seemed to follow her everywhere.

But her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she noticed an iPad sitting on her bedside table. Turning her head, she noticed her iPad sitting on its dock exactly where she left it this morning. 

And as she turned her head, a figure emerged from the shadows, sending a shiver down her spine. George McKenna stood in the centre of her room. 

Her heart pounded in her chest as she took in the sight of the former FBI agent, his eyes narrowed with suspicion and anger. 

Letty was immediately on her feet, "Juice--!" But before she could run out of the room, George charged forward, grabbing hold of her, blocking her mouth, so her screams became muffled, as he wrestled her down to the ground, while Letty, always the fighter, kicked and thrusted about, but the strength difference was in George's favour, as he managed to pin her down, a pillow over her face as she continued to scream out for help, hoping Juice or Half-Sack would hear her. 

The sound of the roaring engine of Juice's Harley driving away, caused a smug smirk to cross the man's face, "Goodbye, Mr. Crow." 

George was straddling Letty, his legs holding hers together, so she couldn't kick. Removing the pillow from her face, Letty let out another scream for help, which made George panic, placing a hand over her mouth, while he pulled out a knife from his holster, pressing it against Letty's neck, "Don't scream, do you hear me? Or I'll slit your fucking throat!" 

With a light nod of her head, George removed his hand, "What the hell are you doing here, Mckenna?" Letty demanded, her voice trembling with suppressed rage. 

"Don't play dumb with me, Letty." George's expression hardened as he pulled Letty to her feet, the blade pressed against her neck, as he guided her to the bed, placing her down forcefully, as he pulled up a chair, the knife still pointed directly at her, his eyes remaining on her in case she made any sudden movements, "I know you had something to do with Lewis' disappearance. And you're going to tell me exactly where I can find my son."

Letty's jaw clenched as she met his gaze, her defiance burning bright despite the fear coursing through her veins, "Your son wasn't the saint you think he was, George. The truth is, your precious Lewis was an abusive prick!"

George's grip tightened, his eyes narrowing in disbelief, "Lies! My son would never--" 

"I have scars scattering my body from every time he ruthlessly beat me," Letty interrupted, her voice edged with bitterness. "I had to be admitted to the E.R. more than once. But now I see where he got it from. 

George growled, slapping the girl hard across the face, making her whole head whip to the side, as a yelp escaped her lips, "Listen here, you little bitch! You're not leaving until you tell me where he is." 

"You want to know what happened to your son?!" she sneered, her eyes burning with fury, as she rubbed her sore jaw. "Fine, here it is," she spat, her voice dripping with venom. "I shot him and then buried him six feet under to bleed out and suffocate."

George's eyes widened in shock at her confession, but Letty pressed on, her words laced with bitter resentment, "And let me tell you, the world is a much better place without him in it. And if you think for one second that I'm going to apologize for defending myself, then you're even more delusional than he was."

As Letty's words echoed in the tense silence of the room, George's anger erupted like a volcano. With a snarl, he lunged forward, grabbing Letty by the throat and pinning her up against the wall, his grip tight and suffocating.

Letty gasped for air, her vision blurring as panic surged through her veins. She clawed at George's hands, desperate to break free, but his hold only tightened, cutting off her oxygen supply.

As more and more air left Letty's lungs, her eyes threatening to close, while the man's face was flickering between George and Lewis, and she couldn't believe she found herself in the same position twice in less than 2 months. 

And just like before, Letty refused to go down without a fight. Summoning every ounce of strength she possessed, she reached for George's holster, her fingers fumbling until they closed around the cold metal of his gun.

With a primal roar, she wrenched the gun free and aimed it at George's bulge in his pants, her hands shaking with adrenaline. Without hesitation, she pulled the trigger, the gunshot echoing through the room like a thunderclap.

George's grip loosened as he stumbled backward, a look of shock crossing his face. Blood seeped from the wound as he collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide with disbelief, "Oh, my God, you crazy bitch! You shut me in the dick!" 

Letty stood there, her chest heaving, tears streaming down her face as she stared down at the man who had tried to destroy her and the father of the man who did. And with trembling hands, she rushed to call the one person she needed in that moment. 

"Miss me already?" Relief washed over the girl's entire demeanour at the sound of the kind voice coming through the phone. 

"Juice," she breathed out, her chest heaving up and down as she felt herself crumple, the tears pouring out of her eyes. "I did it again." 

Los Angeles 

2008

Letty walked into her pitch black apartment, exhaustion weighing heavy on her shoulders after a gruelling shift at the hospital. Her worn-out scrubs clung to her body as she closed the door behind her, the click echoing through the quiet space. She expected to find Lewis, her boyfriend, waiting for her, as he did most nights. But this time was different. 

As she turned around, her body jolted back and her eyes widened at the sight of Lewis Mckenna sitting in the arm chair in the corner of the room with an eery smile stretched across his face.

"Hi, baby," Letty smile warily. "Why are you sitting in the dark?" Her shaky voice cut through the silence as she dropped her bag by the door. 

"Waiting for you," came his monotone reply. 

"Oh!" Letty chuckled nervously, making her way over to him and placing a quick peck on his lips. She frown in confusion when she didn't feel him kiss back. "Well, I'm tired, so I'm going to go to sleep. Goodnight."

"All right, babe," Lewis said, his expression remained solemn, which honestly scared Letty more than when he was angry. "Goodnight." 

Letty started to make her way up the stairs, but stopped dead in her tracks as Lewis spoke once again. 

"Before you do that though, is there anything you want to tell me?" 

Letty's whole face fell - But there was no way he knew, right? - Medical files are sealed. So, Letty turned around to face him with a gentle smile, "Um...no." 

"Are you sure? Don't want to get anything off your conscience?" Lewis's words were sharp, his tone laced with anger as he stared her down. 

Letty furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, as she tried her best to play dumb - Fuck, he knew. But against her better judgement, she shook her head as she slowly and cautiously approached him. 

"How about our baby?!" he snapped, slamming his hands down on the armrests of his chair, making Letty jump in fright. "You didn't think you should mention that you are pregnant to the father of the baby?" he seethed with anger, gripping the armrest tightly. 

Letty's heart sunk as Lewis's accusation hung heavy in the air. She took a hesitant step back, raising her hands in defence, her mind racing to find the right words, "I'm not pregnant, baby," she said, her voice shaking as she tried her best to remain calm to try and keep him calm.

"That's right. You're not. Because you had an abortion. didn't you, you little whore?!" Lewis interrupted, his voice rising with each word. "Didn't bother to ask me how I felt about it. It was my baby too!"

Letty's chest tightened as she struggled to contain her tears, "I was six weeks along. It was never a baby," she croaked. 

"You never gave him a chance, you selfish bitch!" Lewis's hands curled into fists as he got to his feet. 

But anger brewed inside of Letty at his words, "Oh, no, I did. I gave that baby the best chance any mother could give her child. I made it, so he'd never have to grow up knowing his bastard father!" 

But that was a mistake, as a furious scream came from Lewis, while he lunged forward, bringing Letty to the ground. Her head hitting the hardwood floor beneath her. As his hands were wrapped tightly around her neck, making her choke and gasp for air. The room spun as Letty's heart pounded in her chest. 

And as her vision started to blur, the shadows seemed to dance around her, casting a sinister aura over the sadly familiar scene. She had never seen Lewis like this before, sure, he would get angry at her a lot and beat her till she was bloody and blue, but this time was much different. This time - He was aiming to kill. 

As the first blow landed, Letty's world shattered, the violence unfolding in a whirlwind of pain and fear. In that moment, she realised that the man she once loved was now nothing more than a monster lurking in the darkness, waiting to strike. And as she fought to survive the storm raging within the home they built together, Letty vowed to never let herself be trapped in his or anyone's clutches ever again.

Letty nervously paced her living room, running a shaky hard through her sweat soaked hair, as she clutched the gun in her other hand, trying her hardest to block out the desperate pleas from Mckenna. 

As soon as she heard a knock on the door, she rushed over and pulled the door open, her whole body shaking. 

Juice's eyes widened, as he took in the sight of her, noticing the blood that now covered her scrubs, "Holy shit," he hissed, stepping into the house and closing the door behind him. 

"He wanted to know what happened to Lewis. I had to tell him--" she said, her voice getting caught in her throat. 

"It's okay. It's all right," he assured, wrapping his arms around her, her muffled sobs filling the air. 

"Where is he?" Juice demanded, meeting her gaze, anger flashed in his eyes. 

"The bedroom." 

"Give me that," he said, grabbing the gun out of her hand, linking his fingers with hers as they both walked over to the main bedroom. 

Juice's eyes narrowed at the man, who was groaning in pain, as he gripped onto his wound, trying to pull himself to his feet, "Oh, shit," he hissed, knowing what was coming. "You stupid bitch," he sneered in Letty's direction. 

Letty panicked, pulling Juice out of the room, "I didn't know what to do," her eyes were wide like a dear in the headlights, "I shot him, Juice. I had to. He was going to kill me. What do l--What do I do? What do we do? You can't call my dad," she said, rapidly shaking her head, as panic and anxiety took over her breathing. "He'll kill me."

"Okay. Okay," Juice cupped her face gently, holding her gaze as he started to explain. "We call this in. You're not gonna get charged. He is. They're gonna patch him up. He'll do a few years for assault. Then he's gonna be out - Free to do this again."

"No!" Letty cried, running her shaky hands down her face. "I can't do this again, Juice. Please," she begged, collapsing into his embrace. 

Juice shushed her, holding her close, placing a kiss on her forehead. 

The eerily laughter of Mckenna broke through the air, "Ortiz is your solution?" he laughed hysterically.

"I can't do this," she shook her head, as the tears streamed down her face - She couldn't handle another Lewis dragging her down again and again. 

"You pathetic whore!" Mckenna continued to taunt the girl. 

"Please," she begged, meeting Juice's eyes and in that moment, he knew what he had to do. Nodding his head, he let go of Letty and stormed into the room. 

"Once a biker slut, always a--" But Mckenna was cut off by the echoing sound of a gun firing and a bullet landing straight through his skull, blood splattering across the wall. 

Letty let out a ear-piercing scream, her hands shooting up to cover open mouth as tears flooded her eyes. 

[START] 

Juice and letty locked eyes both their chest heaving as Juice's eyes filled with unshed tears, while adrenaline pumped through both their veins. Against all better judgement and instinct, they stormed towards each other, their lips collided in one passion filled kiss. The need and hunger from one another took over. 

As Letty's back collided with the wall, Juice devoured her lips. Kissing him back with just the same amount of desire, Letty's sweet moans filled the room. 

Her head snapped back as Juice started placing kisses down her neck with pure lust and need. His chest heaved, his primal instinct kicking in as he ripped her scrub top off her body, tossing it side, making he gasp, but he simply smirked.

Giggling, Letty was quick to tear his shirt, tugging it off his shoulders along with his cut. Cupping his neck roughly, she yanked him forward, pulling him into a hungry kiss. Her tongue dancing with his in one fiery tango.

Using the force of her body, Letty pulled Juice over to her dresser. Sitting herself up on top of it, she deepened their kiss as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Pulling his body closer to hers, Juice's lips moved down to the crook of her neck, breathing in her familiar scent, before he started to place love bites all over her smooth skin. Snapping her head back, Letty moaned as pleasurable shivers ran down her spine.

Juice then lifted the girl up, crashing his lips against hers once again as her back hit the large railings on the corner of the bed. Although, as he placed her feet back down on the ground, he turned her body around, his hand running up and down her curvy form, before one hand slowly slide into her underwear, making her gasp. Using his fingers, Juice started rubbing her clit, making the girl moan, snapping her head back to rest it on Juice's shoulder, their shallow breaths mixing together with their sweat covered bodies. Juice growled, as he nibble on her ear, his lips travelling from her neck to her shoulders. Letty gasped, feeling his finger squeeze inside of her, moving in and out in one quick repeated motion, while he continued to devour her neck.

Juice's breathing was heavy, brushing his lips against her earlobe, lightly nibbling at it playfully, making Letty moan loudly as she grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into a hungry kiss, devouring his lips with animal like intent. Their tongues mingling together like two puzzle pieces that fit perfectly. 

Juice's fingers continued to work their magic as his lips travelled down to place love bites over her shoulder blades.

"Holy shit!" she moaned, humming seductively, as she tugged at her own hair, squeezing her legs together as she felt her release. But that's not all she could feel, the feeling of Juice's harden boner, throbbing against her rear end only made her crave him.

Her moans only got louder by the feeling of her tongue dancing against her smooth skin.

Suddenly, a loud pleasurable scream escaped the girl's mouth as she came undone. A big grin crossed Juice's face as he cursed under his breath, pulling his fingers out from the girl's panties, turning her around, he lifted his two fingers, placing it to her her lips, and without hesitation, Letty opened her mouth, allowing him to place his finger inside. His eyes filled with lust as he watched her suck off her own juices, his jeans feeling very tight at that moment.

Juice moved her hair hanging in her face behind her ear, before cupping the side of her face, while his other hand caressed her hip. A peaceful silence came over them for a moment, as Juice looked into Letty's mesmerising brown eyes, biting his bottom lip, "Do you have any idea what you do to me, Letty Morrow?" he confessed, before bringing her in for a lovingly sweet kiss.

Letty smile, taking his hand and leading him over to the bed. Juice sat on on the mattress, as Letty stood back, slowly removing her pants, Juice watched in awe at her graceful yet sexy elegant movements, "You are so beautiful," he whispered, as he watched her stalked over to him. Unbuckling his belt slowly, his eyes never left hers, as she slowly tugged off his jeans, before placing herself on top of him, straddling him, wrapping her arms around his neck and connecting their lips once again, both their tongues mingling together in a passion filled kiss.

Juice was quick to change their position, his desire taking control of his actions. His lips travelled down her body, as the moans slipped from her lips. Making it off the bed, his head between her legs, he started to slowly remove her underwear, sensing Letty tense slightly, as she moved to close her legs. 

Letty was feeling slightly self conscious in that moment. Because admittedly it had been awhile since she tendered to that area. It was horrible but it wasn't perfect either. She never cared when it was with randoms, knowing she'd never see them again and Cleo always liked a little hair, said she was all for the natural look. But this was Juice. If she knew they were going to end up in bed together, she would of made a waxing appointment at the salon.

"Relax, baby," he said, running his gentle hands up and down her thighs. "Let me take care of you. I want you to feel good."

Slowly and hesitantly, she opened her legs, giving him clear view of everything. Swallowing the large lump that formed in her throat, she closed her eyes, running a shaky hand through her hair, waiting for Juice to say he was disgusted and walk out, but he didn't.

"Fuck, you're perfect," he breathed out, before lowing his head between her thighs and started to place gently kisses on her inner thighs, making her hum in delight.

And as soon as his tongue met her clit, it was all over for Letty. Her tense shoulders relaxed, her head snapped back, as she clung onto the slik sheets beneath her, while loud pleasurable moans echoed through the room.

He continued the motion until she screamed, once again coming undone. Juice pulled back, "That's it, baby, come for me," he said, as he watched her cum ooz out of her.

Juice proceeded to clean her up with his tongue, humming in delight, "Mm...Delicious," he kind-heartedly teased. 

Letty giggled, a blush crossing her cheek, "Shut up," she said, pulling him back up and on top of her, kissing his lips and slowly sliding her tongue into his mouth.

Changing their positions, she proceeded to place kisses down his body, pulling his underwear off using her teeth, which made Juice chuckle. "It's my turn." Kneeling down on the edge of the bed, she looked up at him with lustful eyes, biting into her bottom lip, before wrapping her lips around his throbbing cock.

"Oh, fuck," Juice grunted as she started bobbing her head up and down. As he reached the back of her throat she gagged slightly, but continued, causing him to growl in pleasure.

After a good couple of minutes, Juice looked down at the girl, his eyes filled with desire, "You got a condom?"

Letty removed him from her mouth, nodding her, she moved to the dresser drawers and slid open the top drawer, pulling out a condom, and handing it to Juice, "Will this do?"

"It's perfect," he said, immediately tearing it open and placing it on, motioning with his head for Letty to come over. As she stood between his legs, her hands placed on his chest, he cupped her face in both hands, placing a gentle kiss on her lips, "You good with this, right?" he asked in a soft tone, resting his forehead on hers.

"Yes. I want you," she said, nodding her head rapidly, as she beamed as his gentle and respectful nature.

Until recently, Lewis was the only other guy Letty ever slept with. And he would never ask for permission, they would do it if he was in the mood for it, whether she was or not.

"Come here, baby," he said, guiding her on top of. Letty gasped as he slowly and carefully placed himself inside her. The feeling of her tightly wrapped around him felt indescribable. There was no other feeling in the world he could compare it to. No other pussy that felt this good.

Letty's hips grinded against him, her speed increasing with each movement, before arching her back, gripping his thighs, as she bobbed up and down on his six inches of heaven. The things she felt tonight were like nothing she had ever felt before. Juice Ortiz had a way of doing things that left her wanting more.

"That's it, baby. Keep going," Juice breathed out in pure pleasure. His hands moving around her back to unclip her bra. Pulling it off her shoulders, he tossed it aside, it landing right near the head of George Mckenna, who still lay on the floor blood pooling out of him, staining the carpet. 

Juice's eyes lit up at the sight of the girl's breasts bouncing as she rode him. Cupping her boobs in his hand, he caressed her harden nipples with his thumbs, making her let out a gaspful moan as she snapped her head back, digging her nails into Juice's skin as she felt her walls crumbling for the third time that night.

Cuppig his face roughly, she looked into his eyes with hungry desire inside of her, "Fuck me." 

Juice nodded, not needing to hear another word. Pushing her down onto the mattress, he turned her around, so she was on her hands and knees, not wasting anytime, placing himself back inside her, the same feeling taking over his entire body. Gripping her hips, he proceeded to thrust in and out of her with even and quick ease. Grunts and moans echoed through the four walls of the small bedroom. 

"Jesus Christ, baby!" Juice hissed through gritted teeth. "You're so fucking tight."

"You feel so good inside me," she moaned, gripping onto the bedhead tightly.

"Shit, Lett," Juice cried out. "You're dripping."

"It's all for you, baby," she whispered, lifting her head up to caress his cheek. "You make me so wet."

Letty had no idea where that was coming from. She wasn't usually a big fan of dirty talk. It always felt weird and awkward to her. Kind of forced. But with Juice it just kind of flowed. Like everything else - it felt right. 

"Fuck! You are so hot," he growled, getting deeper and deeper inside her.

"Oh, my God--Juice!" Letty shouted so loud it felt like she sent a shock wave through the room, as the bed violently hit the wall with each heavy thrust of Juice's hips.

"I love it when he say my name," he panted and Letty could tell he was reaching his close. "Say it again, baby, plesse. I'm so fucking close."

"JUICE!" she screamed so loudly she was almost certain the neighbours heard. And Half-Sack, who was still parked out front. Definitely having earned a scolding from Juice for not hearing Letty's scream earlier.

And that's all it took, Juice immediately released his load inside the girl's tight form, while his head snapped back, moaning in pure magnifying pleasure as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Pulling out of her, he landed on the mattress beside her. 

[End]

A mix of sweat and desire lingered in the air as Juice's chest heaved up and down in sync with Letty's, both of them out of breath, "Wow," Juice breathed out, his voice barely above a whisper. "That was...amazing."

Letty turned to look at him, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. She reached out to caresse his cheek, her touch gentle against his skin.

"Yeah?" she replied softly, her voice filled with a mixture of satisfaction and amusement. "You seem surprised."

Juice let out a breathless chuckle, his eyes meeting hers in the darkness, "I am," he admitted, his voice laced with wonder. "I've never...And I mean, never, felt anything like that before."

Letty's smile widened, her heart swelling with affection for the man lying beside her. She had always felt like there was something special about Juice, something that set him apart from the others in the club. And now, as she lay with him in the quiet intimacy of the night, she felt a connection between them that went beyond mere physical attraction. It was something deeper, something more profound than either of them had ever experienced before.

"Me neither," she confessed, her voice barely more than a whisper. "But I'm glad it was with you."

Juice's expression softened, his gaze locking with hers in a silent understanding, "Come here," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close to his chest. 

And as they lay together in the moonlight shinning through the blinds, their bodies entwined and their hearts open to each other, Letty Morrow and Juice Ortiz knew that they had found something rare and precious in each other. 

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A/N: 

05/04/2024

A.I imaging created the outfits. 

Okay, first of all, I'm so sorry for the cringy ass sex scene. I've never been really great at writing them and often avoid them if I can. 

Another appearance of Lewis Mckenna as requested by @samcrosfaith I hope you all enjoyed the flashback. 

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