Addicted

Twelve

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Seeing Elizabeth as upset as she was sobered Tig up quickly.

"Tara's here to patch you up," Jax said to him.

Tig shook his head,"I gotta go check on her. Fuck." The severity of his injuries were getting to him as he tried to go to his bike.

"Look, I get that you wanna go check on her, but you're not in any condition to drive. Let Tara patch you, and I'll take you over there myself," Jax told him. He agreed, and Jax helped him inside the clubhouse.

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Elizabeth could barely see the road through her tears. She finally pulled up outside of her apartment and ran in. She began throwing everything in her suitcases and decided she would come back for the rest when she could. She didn't know where she was going exactly, but she knew she had to get away from Charming.

After packing a few more things, she put her things in the car and began backing out. She was about to leave when a black van pulled in front of her,blocking her from going anywhere and Tig got out of the passenger seat and walked over to her window. She had locked the doors already and had no intention of rolling the window down.

"Baby, please talk to me,"Tig pleaded with his hands on the window.

She shook her head and sat there, looking straight ahead.

They sat there for what felt like hours, and when Elizabeth realized Tig wasn't going anywhere, she huffed and opened the door.

Tig was honestly surprised she had gotten out of the car. He wanted to hug her as she stood there against her car looking at him, but decided that was not what she needed.

"I'm not even going to let you speak because there is absolutely nothing, not a damn word, you can say to me to make this okay," Elizabeth told him as she tried to keep the tears at bay.

"It was a mistake, Liz. It was supposed to be someone else in the car," he tried to explain to her.

"That's your explanation? You were supposed to shoot someone else in the back of the head? That's great. I feel so much better now, thanks," she told him before turning to get back in her car.

Tig grabbed her arm only to have her roughly jerk it away. "Don't put your hands on me. You murdered my sister, my fucking sister Alex. I wanted so much to meet her and get to know her. You took that away from me," she said as the tears she was trying to hold back poured down her face. "Jax, move the fucking van so I can leave please," she asked. Jax wasn't going to go anywhere until Tig nodded at him to do as she said.

"What about the baby?" Tig asked her,"That's my kid too."

"This baby will not even know who you are, and I'll make damn sure of it. Don't fight a battle you won't win. I seen your charges. You're not fit to be a father, Alex, and I was an idiot to think you were," she told him, shaking her head as she got in her car and left.