𝘚 𝘌 𝘝 𝘌 𝘕 // SHOW THEM WHO'S BOSS
CHAPTER SEVEN // SHOW THEM WHO'S BOSS
Presley sat in the dressing room at CaraCara with the pink silk robe that Ima had gifted her around her body. The brunette had just finished filming a few scenes with Ima, and was now cleaning the heavy makeup from her face before getting ready to pick up Keely.
"Luann really needs to tell Darren to stop kissing with so much tongue." Ima complained as she entered the dressing room wearing the same silk pink robe as Presley.
Ima had gifted one to Lyla as well. The blonde had dubbed the three of them 'the pink ladies of CaraCara' giving herself the title of Rizzo while Presley was Sandy, and Lyla was Frenchy. Presley had thought it was silly at first, but it really did warm her heart to have made such close friendships with Ima and Lyla.
Especially in their line of work. A lot of girls were catty and liked to stab one another in the back, but CaraCara was different. Sure, there were still some catty girls who only cared about themselves.
"Gross." Presley pursed her lips at Ima's words. "Lyla said the same thing about him." The brunette added as she pulled her hair into a messy bun.
Presley considered herself lucky that she didn't have to film scenes with the men of CaraCara. It wasn't that there was anything wrong with them, but Presley had learned early on in her career that the men in the porn industry could be very pushy and she didn't like that at all, so once she made a name for herself it was put in her contracts that unless she stated otherwise all of her scenes were filmed with woman.
"It's like an eager teenage boy." Ima rolled her eyes while sitting down in front of the brightly lit mirror.
A laugh passed through Presley's lips at Ima's words. Her blonde friend's words were complete true though. The men were always too eager even though it was their job. Presley never understood that.
"Maybe suggest Luann hiring a kissing coach for him." Presley teased with a laugh as she pulled on her clothes. In the weeks since growing close with Ima and Lyla the brunette had gotten comfortable with getting dressed in front of the two blondes when the camera wasn't rolling. It made her self confidence grow which was exactly what she needed — even if it something so small.
"You should be his teacher." Ima teased with a wink. "Oh my god, I just realized you never told me or Lyla about your date with Opie." The blonde exclaimed as she turned around in the chair to face her brunette friend.
A blush immediately formed on Presley's cheeks at the mention of Opie and hers date. It had been a few days since their date and they hadn't seen each other since due to hectic schedules, but they talked on the phone almost every free chance they got.
"It was really good. He's really sweet and I never had someone sweet before." Presley admitted with a smile on her face.
It felt so different to her to have someone be so sweet and kind to her. Keely's dad could say the meanest things to her and not care at all. Presley had thought that was what a normal relationship was suppose to be like until Opie had showed her differently.
Ima watched the smile form on her friend's face and felt a happiness form inside of her. She hadn't known Presley for that long but she felt protective of the brunette. She wanted good things for her.
"You deserve someone sweet, Presley. I know you don't talk much about Keely's dad, but I can tell he treated you like shit. Opie is a good guy, but if he hurts you I'll kill him." The blonde stated matter of factly with a sweet smile on her face.
A laugh left Presley's lips. "Thanks, Ima." The brunette pressed a quick kiss to the blonde's lips before exiting the room with a smile on her face.
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Presley pulled into Teller-Morrow automotive with a smile forming on her face as she spotted Keely and Abel playing while Gemma watched them closely.
The Munson woman quickly exited her car and made her way towards the SAMCRO matriarch. Presley loved how quickly she and Keely had been accepted and welcomed back with open arms back. Keely didn't have other children to play with back in New Mexico and Presley often felt bad and like a failure of a mother, but in Charming both her and Keely had begun to thrive.
"Mommy!" Keely quickly spotted her mother and waved enthusiastically towards the brunette while continuing to play with Abel.
"Hi, baby." Presley waved back. "Hi, Abel." She waved towards the blonde boy who sheepishly waved back before grabbing Keely's hand and walking towards the swing set that Gemma had a prospect put up a few months before Presley arrived.
"Hey, Gem." Presley greeted the older woman with a smile as she stood next to her.
"Hey, baby." Gemma greeted placing a kiss on the younger brunette's cheek. "How was work?"
Presley's job was still a sensitive topic for most in the club especially since she was Bobby's daughter and since most were big fans of hers, but Gemma didn't care. She would always ask and make sure that Presley was being taken care of well by Luann.
"It was fine as always." The brunette said as she watched Keely and Abel play on the swings with a smile on her face. "Thank you for watching her today. I know you had to watch Abel too, and I hope she wasn't too much trouble."
Even though Gemma said she never mind watching Keely and that's what family did, Presley still felt bad asking. She knew Gemma had so much to do with running the office at TM and watching Abel too that she didn't want to add anymore stress.
Gemma rolled her eyes while waving her hand towards The Munson girl. "Stop thanking me. You and that little girl are family. We take care of family."
Presley nodded at Gemma's words, knowing it was better to say nothing more on the matter to the matriarch. The loud rumble of motorcycles broke Presley from her daze as she turned her head and watched as a few bikes pulled into the lot — Opie's being one of them.
"Why don't you go say hi." Gemma encouraged with a grin. "He doesn't stop talking about you." She added as she watched the Munson girl look over at Opie with a smile on her face.
"Really?" Presley questioned as her eyes stayed locked in on Opie as he talked with Jax.
"Yeah." Gemma nodded, bumping her shoulder into Presley's. "Go talk to him." Gemma gently pushed her.
Presley nodded as she began to move towards Opie, the smile on her face quickly dropped though as she noticed a red haired woman quickly approach Opie and Jax with a smirk on her face as she reached Opie's bike and began talking to him, placing her hand on his forearm.
The brunette stopped walking and quickly turned around and walked the short distance back towards Gemma with a frown now on her face.
"What happened?" Gemma questioned, raising her eyebrow.
"Um, he looks busy." Presley shrugged.
Gemma turned her head to look at Opie, a sigh leaving her pursed lips as she stared at the red head flirting and touching the Winston man.
"That's nothing baby. She's just a crow eater trying to get his attention." Gemma assured the young brunette as she placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"It looks like it's working." Presley muttered.
She knew she had no right to sound so bitter or be mad. Opie had never asked her to be his girlfriend or anything. They only went out on one date and hadn't made plans for another. Just because they talked on the phone all the time and flirted didn't mean anything, but she thought it did.
"Go talk to him. Tell that bitch to leave him alone and stake your claim." The older woman suggested. "These bitches don't care that you're talking to him or that you like him. They're ruthless, baby. You gotta show them who's boss."
Presley shook her head at Gemma's words. "I'm not a teenager anymore, Gem. I'm not gonna fight for a man. If he wants her then fine." There was a sadness in her voice as she spoke, but she meant it.
"Keely, come on honey, it's time to go." Presley called out to the curly haired child. She watched as Keely gave Abel a big hug before running towards her with a smile on her face.
"Hi, mommy! I had so much fun today. Can we have pizza for dinner?" The four year old rambled off as she wrapped her tiny arms around Presley's legs.
A small laugh passed through Presley's lips. "I'm glad you had fun. Sure we can. Say thank you to Grandma Gemma."
"Thank you, Grandma Gem." Keely smiled at Gemma.
"You're welcome, baby." Gemma smiled down at the curly haired child.
"Thanks again." Presley gave a small smile to Gemma before taking Keely's hand in hers and walking towards her car.
"My best friend!" Keely exclaimed as she spotted Opie leaning against her mom's car, waiting for them with a smile on his face.
"Hey, best friend." Opie laughed as the small blonde child threw herself at his legs. "Hey, Presley." He said while picking up Keely in his arms.
"Hey, Ope." She forced a smile on her face as she stared up at him.
"I didn't even see you when I came in. I would of came over sooner." He explained. "I'd much rather see you in person than just talk over the phone." He added with a smile.
Presley shook her head. "Oh it's okay. You were preoccupied." Her tone sounded bitter as she took Keely from his arms.
Opie raised an eyebrow as he caught notice of her tone. He didn't understand what was wrong. Sure they hadn't been able to see each other in person due to their hectic schedules, but they talk almost every night on the phone.
"Is everything okay?" Opie questioned as he ran a hand over his growing beard. A small smile formed as he thought about a previous conversation with Presley about his beard. He had told her about how he was thinking about cutting it and she quickly said 'no', explaining that she loved his beard.
"Yeah, just tired." She assured the large man with a small smile. "I gotta get home and get this one some pizza. I'll see you around."
"Yeah." Opie nodded as he watched Presley buckle Keely into her seat, the blonde child waving at him with a smile. "I'll give you a call later." He added before she slid into the driver's seat.
Presley simply nodded at his words before starting her car and driving off leaving Opie confused and wondering what was truly wrong.
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Omg an actual update! The ending is so bad. I can never do a good ending. Thank you for the votes and comments!
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