Addicted

Eleven

*Okay guys, I'm going to start updating stories once a week. With that being said, Tig and Liz will be every Thursday from now on. I posted a new story titled Coming Up For Air. If you want, go check it out! I appreciate you guys' support! Please please please don't forget to follow! Thank you guys for 40 followers! Comments and votes are greatly appreciated. You guys are awesome xxxx*

"Hey, it's me again. I'm just wondering why I haven't seen or heard from you in the past week. Call me back," Elizabeth finished leaving the millionth message on Tig's phone.

She sighed before putting her head down on the table.

*doorbell rings*

Elizabeth opens the door to see no one, and poked her head out but still didn't see anyone before looking down to find a Manila envelope with her name on it.

"What the fuck?" She whispers to herself as she brought it inside before closing the door and sitting on the couch.

Opening it, she found herself looking at a massive stack of papers, all on the club Tig was a part of. There were arrest records, mugshots and tidbits of information on every member. She gasped as she saw what some of them, including Tig, had been convicted of; Arson, assault, battery, and the list went on and on.

The next picture she came across made her cringe. She held in her hand a picture from Donna's crime scene. The next was Donna's birth certificate and a copy of her own. Elizabeth was puzzled as she read through the rest until she got to the bottom where the parents were listed. Her hand immediately came to her mouth as she looked at the name in the father slot on both certificates; Tristan Watergate.

Elizabeth was startled by her phone ringing, showing up an unknown number.

"Hello?" She answered as she continued to go through each paper.

"Hey Elizabeth, I'm Gemma, Jax's mom. You may want to get to the clubhouse," she told her.

"Why?" Elizabeth asked as she came to the last page.

"Tig didn't seem in too good a shape when he left here, and I think that's where he's headed," she said. Elizabeth heard her but hung up the phone as she looked down at the last page in the stack of papers.

"They're all liars," it read along with pictures of every member of Samcro. Elizabeth shook her head before piling all of the papers back into the envelope and leaving for the club.

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Elizabeth wasted no time jumping out of her vehicle and bursting through the clubhouse doors to find Juice at the bar by himself. He looked up as she slammed her purse down on the bar.

"Liz look," he began, knowing already why she was so upset.

"No you look," she told him, handing him the birth certificates. "Is this the same information you found? Is she my fucking sister?"

Juice looked at her with the saddest look before nodding,"Yeah, Donna was your sister. I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

"Juice, get out here," Kip yelled from the door. Elizabeth followed Juice out the door to see Opie on top of Tig, landing blows one after another before being pulled off. Opie and Elizabeth made eye contact as she was walking over.

"He killed a woman. I'd be careful," Opie told her before jumping on his bike and speeding off.

Elizabeth's head was spinning with all of this new information.

"Liz," Tig said as he drunkenly reached after her only to have her back away.

She shook her head before walking back to her car and driving off.