SOA Short Stories

Drunk (don't wanna go home)

The sound of smashing glass could be heard from outside of the house followed by arguing. Tasha sighed heavily as she opened the door to her best friend's house. She watched as Tig ducked as Missy threw another vase in his direction. Her brows, impressed at the accuracy. Before Missy could grab another item, she stepped between her friend and Tig. "Go." she directed as she pointed to the bedroom. "Get your ass dressed."

Missy took a steadying breath and straightened her hair before heading towards the bedroom, grabbing the half bottle of bourbon that was on the side table by the couch. Shaking her head, Tasha leveled Tig with a glare. "What the actual fuck happened?"

He shrugged and grabbed his beer. "I may have said that she was acting like a bitch.

She quirked a brow and stared blankly at him expecting him to continue. Groaning, he laid his head back onto the couch. "We had some business at St. Thomas and she saw me flirting with one of the nurses."

She started to put it together. "And she saw you." she sighed to herself looking over her shoulder towards the bedroom then back at Tig. "Who were you with?" she asked.

He scrunched his nose at the question. "What does that have to do with anything?" he asked.

Rolling her eyes she asked again. "Who was with you, Tiggy?"

"Hap and Kozik." he answered, totally clueless.

"So a single, good looking guy was available to flirt with the nurse but you still chose to do it." she said. "You knew she was working today, you knew that you were flirting with her colleague...." she saw the light turn on in his mind and started connecting the dots. "You really are an idiot."

Missy came out of the room not long after Tig's lightbulb moment, looking like a knockout. "C'mon, Thelma... Louise needs to have some fun." she said, grabbing her leather jacket off the back of the couch. "Don't wait up, Trager."

Tasha watched as Missy disappeared out the front door and turned to Tig. "Don't follow and most of all DO NOT CALL cause she's not going to answer."

She walked out the door and noticed Missy was already sitting in the truck with the music on. "Where to?" she asked, hopping into the truck.

"Somewhere I can have some fun without having to deal with that god damn club." Missy huffed.

Tasha laughed as she put the truck in gear and headed down the road. She had a place in mind that she knew wouldn't have SAMCRO anywhere near it. She looked at Missy with a wide smile. "I know just the place."

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Happy rolled his eyes as he listened to Tig moan about Missy for the hundredth time that night. For once the guys decided to have a low key poker night instead of the customary Friday night party. They'd all been exhausted and needed to recharge after the month theyd had dealing with the blow back from a deal gone bad. "Will you bet already?"

Tig did as he was told and sulked a bit more. "You know your old lady is with her, right?"

Happy was well aware that Tasha was going out. He also didn't care. "Yup."

"It doesn't bother you that we can't call or know where they are?" he asked. When Happy shook his head, Tig scoffed. "You're not worried that your old lady is somewhere you don't know and drinking?"

Again, Happy shook his head. He knew exactly where the girls were, but he wasn't about to let him know that. "If they need us, they'll call."

Tig scoffed at that. "You can't call if you're dead." When he was met by smirks and chuckles from his brothers, his frustration amplified. "What?"