CHAPTER FIVE // WE OWN THE NIGHT

PRESLEY SMILED AT HER REFLECTION IN the large mirror in her new bedroom. A week had passed since she and Keely moved into their new home, and both of them were completely in love with the place. Bobby had even finally came around to the idea of his daughter and granddaughter moving out of his home.

The black dress sat on her body was shorter than what she would normally wear, but Lyla and Ima had assured her it would be perfect for tonight's event — and of course they were right. Tonight CaraCara was hosting a wrap party for their latest film — which Luann was very proud and excited for. Of course it also happened to be Presley's first film with CaraCara.

She had been a bundle of nerves all day, nervous of everyone to see the film. Presley knew it was a good film — that wasn't the issue. It was the fact that SAMCRO, the other girls and men of CaraCara, and a few of Luann's close friends would also be there tonight. Seeing everyone's reactions in real time was much different than knowing people watched it behind closed doors in the privacy of their own homes.

"I told you that dress was perfect." Ima stated matter of factly as she smirked at Presley.

It had taken Ima a few weeks to warm up to the dark haired woman, but once she did the two quickly got along. Ima had came across as a jealous bitch, wanting every bit of screen time that Presley got, but eventually the blonde realized Presley wasn't there to take her spot. Sure, Ima was still a bitch but now she was a bitch that had Presley's back.

"Ima knows everything." Lyla teased with laugh as she turned around motioning for the other blonde to zip up her red dress. "We should listen to everything you say from now on." She continued to tease.

Ima rolled her eyes at Lyla's words before checking her own reflection in the mirror.

The three women had quickly become close friends, all of them had each other's back and would do anything for each other. The porn industry was a difficult one, people loved to judge them, but having a strong friendship like theirs made everything feel better.

"So, since SAMCRO is coming tonight does that mean your dad is?" Ima questioned as she applied some dark red lipstick onto her pouty lips.

A groan left Presley's bright red lips at the question. She knew the club was coming tonight — Opie had mentioned it to her in passing and her dad had awkwardly stumbled over his words as he tried to tell her as well.

"As far as I know he's coming after the film is done being shown. He's gonna spend a few hours with Keely and then drop her off with Gemma for the night."

Presley had been so grateful for Gemma. She did so much for her and Keely since they moved to Charming, offering to babysit the curly haired girl whenever she could. The matriarch loved having more girls around — especially ones that weren't Tara Knowles.

"Well I'm sure Zara will keep him occupied." Lyla laughed as she eyed Ima with a knowing smirk.

"Zara? Wait, my dad and Zara have a thing?" Presley questioned bewildered as she stared at the two smirking blondes.

"Duh." Ima stated in a matter of fact tone as she rolled her eyes. "They've had a thing for years." She added while taking one last look in the mirror before grabbing her purse.

"Hmm." Presley hummed. It made sense when she thought about it. Zara was one of the nicest people she had ever met. She was genuine and took on the mother role to the other girls.

"Lets go rock this shit." Ima smirked as she threw her arms around Presley and Lyla's shoulders. "It's our night bitches."

A laugh left Presley's lips as the trio left her house. Tonight was their night.

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LOUD MUSIC PLAYED THROUGHOUT CARACARA as Presley walked around the large space, greeting people and thanking people as they commented on how wonderful the film was.

The feedback was great and of course made Luann excited, but seeing the club watch her in action was a little more than awkward. Especially Opie. Presley liked Opie, he was sweet and gentle. He wasn't anything like Will who only used her for whatever he could and tossed her out the second he got bored of her.

"Luann wants us to do more films together." Ima commented with a smile as soon as Presley sat down on the leather couch. "She said you, me, and Lyla are the new golden trio." The blonde added with excitement.

The brunette nodded with a small smile forming on her face. She was excited but exhausted already. Her feet were killing her from the heels she wore and talking and meeting people took a lot out of her. Parties had never really been Presley's thing, she would much rather stay home.

"You okay, P?" Ima questioned with genuine concern. Ima had quickly learned her brunette friend wasn't much of a partygoer, but she was a people pleaser and she'd do anything to keep everyone happy.

Presley nodded. "Just tired. I might leave soon." She said through a yawn.

"Is the leading lady tired?"

Presley looked up to see Jax standing there with Opie by his side, a smirk on his face while a smile was on Opie's.

"Hey, Jax." She greeted with a smile. "Hey, Opie." Her smile growing wider as she greeted the taller man.

"Hey." They greeted in unison as Jax took over the empty spot next to Ima and Opie sat down next to her.

Presley was silent as Opie sat next to her while Ima began to flirt with Jax immediately. Presley knew there was a history between the two and while she wasn't one to condone flirting with a man while he was in a relationship, Tara Knowles was a shitty person. Maybe if she treated Presley like a normal human being she'd interfere, but for now it wasn't her problem.

"You look tired." Opie commented as he stared at Presley's face.

Presley raised an eyebrow at his comment. Normally when a man said that it meant "you look like shit." At least in her world it did.

"Oh, um," The brunette stumbled over her words as she run a hand through her hair.

"Oh fuck." Opie sighed as he ran a hand over his face. "I don't mean anything by it. You look great I just mean you look like you'd rather be sleeping right now." He rambled as he shook his head at his stupidity.

A small laugh left Presley's lips. "Thanks, Opie. I would really like to be sleeping." She stated matter of factly while placing a hand on his forearm to calm him down.

Opie looked at her hand on his arm and smiled. Their meetings had been few and short, but whenever he saw her he enjoyed any second he got with her. Presley was a sweet and genuine person, and he also enjoyed spending time with Keely whenever Gemma was babysitting her over at TM.

The curly haired girl was absolutely adorable and enjoyed hanging around the garage watching the guys fox cars. Everyone loved seeing her there — it brightened their day.

"I can take you home. I mean if you're too tired to drive." Opie quickly explained. He didn't want her to think he was trying to get into her pants so quickly. He wanted to take his time and get to know her.

Presley nodded. "I'd like that."

Opie's smile grew larger as he watched Presley say goodbye to Ima and Jax, both who gave him a smirk before he and Presley made their way out of CaraCara. Many curious eyes on them, but he didn't care and if she noticed she didn't say a word.

"Presley." Opie said as they climbed onto his bike, the feeling of her arms wrapping tightly around him was a nice feeling.

"Yeah?"

"Would you like to go out to dinner?" He asked before he lost the nerve to.

"Of course I would." A smile took over her face as she leaned her face against his back.

Opie nodded with a wide smile before driving off.

Ima had been right — the night was theirs.

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AN —
Ima will not be a super bitch in this fic. Presley, Lyla, and Ima are gonna be the best friend trio that Tara will hate.