Measure of a Lover

Chapter 7

Everything was fine for a few weeks. A relatively new club out of Modesto was causing some problems for SAMCRO. They'd encroached into Charming selling meth and heroin which annoyed the bikers greatly. After several meetings, and quite a few threats, Jax decided it was about time to get physical with their dealings with this club. Before Jax could initiate anything, Kit was attacked in her home. She was awoken by two people dragging her out of her bed in the middle of the night. Instantly she screamed but was only punched in the face several times and told to shut up. Not wanting to get hurt any more, she tried to quiet herself down. She was scared and confused. The intruders had been quiet when they broke in or else she would have heard them. When the taller of the two masked men grabbed a large kitchen knife off her dresser, she screamed again earning a kick to her side this time. Shaking her head no, she tried to scoot away from the armed man but the other guy placed his foot on her stomach stilling her. He then proceeded to pull her to her feet and bend her arms behind her back. Her eyes widened as the armed intruder walked over to her. The one holding her, let her left arm go so his companion could do as he wished. She shook her head no but the one with the knife only laughed as he made a superficial cut along her forearm making her yelp out in pain.

He grabbed her under her chin to force her to look at him, "Listen here, bitch. You're gonna deliver a message to those biker scum you are so fond of. We'll sell whatever we want wherever we want and no one is going to stop us. Got it?"

She shook her head yes but he didn't believe she'd deliver the message. He made a much deeper cut on her left forearm making her scream out in pain. He stabbed her in the lower stomach, the chest, and wound up slitting her throat since she wouldn't quit screaming. In a sadistic move, as his partner was holding the bleeding and crying woman, the smaller of the two men began beating her about her face, chest, and abdomen. It was hard for her to breath and she was certain she was going to die. The one who'd attacked her so severely reminded her about the message she was to send before turning to leave. The one holding her let go making her drop to the floor before quickly following his companion. On shaking legs, she knelt up to grab her cell phone. Instinctively, she called Tig and begged for help. He wasn't sure what was going on but she didn't sound like herself. He promised he'd be there as soon as he could. As soon as he'd hung up with her, he called Chibs and explained all he knew in the hopes that his brother would come help him with whatever was going on with Kit. Chibs told him he was on his way. The pair met up at Kit's house. The door had obviously been jimmied ajar and it was still creaked open. Tig cautiously opened the door and made his way inside with Chibs hot on his heels, both with their guns out in case there was someone in the house other than Kit.

They made their way through the first floor before heading upstairs. Chibs looked in each room as Tig headed straight for the master. What he came upon made him gasp and rush to her side. She was bleeding from her neck, her chest, her belly, and her left arm. He could hear her struggling to breath which worried him greatly. Her face was bruised and already swelling, her left eye was blackened already, her bottom lip had split and was bleeding slightly. He called for Chibs to come look over her. When the medic entered the bedroom, he stopped and stared at the poor woman before him. He wasn't used to seeing her in such an awful state. He made his way over to check out all her wounds. What worried the Scotsman the most was how she was breathing, the wound to her neck, and the wound to her chest. He looked over at Tig and said she needed to be seen at the hospital ASAP.

"It's going to be ok, Kit. I promise." Tig stated, "Just hold on for me."

She tried to speak but it only sounded like gurgling. Chibs told her to not to speak and to save her energy. Tig called Juice to bring the van to Kit's house as she needed to be rushed to the hospital. While he was on the phone, she lost consciousness making the SAA panic. Juice promised he'd be right there as he began to get dressed while on the phone with Tig. Juice raced from his apartment to the clubhouse to pick up the van then raced to Kit's house. He wasn't sure what was going on but knew it had to be an emergency if Tig was calling him in the middle of the night. When he arrived, he parked by the curb since there were two bikes in her driveway along with her car. He jogged inside and looked around the house. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary so he headed upstairs. The bedroom light was on so he walked towards it. When he entered, he stopped in his tracks. Tig was cradling Kit and she was very bloody. Tig looked up and said she'd been stabbed multiple times and it appeared her throat had been slit as well. It took Juice back since she was very liked by all the bikers. He wondered who could have done such a thing to her. Chibs asked Juice to help them move her to the van so they could take her to the hospital. Juice hated hearing her whimpering in pain as they picked her up off the floor and began walking downstairs with her.