It's Been A While [Tig Trager x Reader]

Chapter 4

Trigger Warning: Physical Abuse, Verbal Abuse
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You were gasping for air as the wind was knocked out of you. You hit the floor with your hands as if that would help but you just were lying on the floor, struggling. Y/B/N pulled you and flipped you over, knelt over you and hit your face again, and again, and again. He was screaming at you, calling you a whore, a bitch, anything he could think of to demean you. He grabbed your head and slammed it down on the floor, twice. He had his hand around your throat, you scratched his hand. He hit your head again and you blacked out.

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“Baby I’m tellin’ ya. You should get my crow. Then we can make it official that you’re my Old Lady.” Tig said. You laughed, “As long as you and I know, I’m happy. I’m just not quite ready to get it permanently labeled on me.” you said. He nodded and pulled you into his side, drinking his beer.

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“I can't do it, Tig! I’m sick of this! I have been kidnapped by the Mayans, shot by the Niners, beaten by Aryans, all because of this goddamn club!” you screamed with tears in your eyes.

Tig punched the dining table, “I know! I’m sorry! I know you didn't sign up for this, but Y/N please! I need you. I need you in my life, to be with me through all of this!” he pleaded. He walked up behind you to try and wrap his arms around you but you shook him off, “Get away from me!” you screamed. You pushed and shoved him back, punching his chest. He grabbed your arms and held you back from him, pushing you to a corner. You slid down and sat on the floor, sniffling. Tig leaned against the table, with his face in his hands, sobbing.

“Get out.” you whispered, “Just go.”

Tig wanted to plead with you but instead he just stood up and walked out. He thought you were just mad. That this would all blow over. He would come home and you would exchange your apologies and I love you’s. You heard the rumble of his bike leave the driveway and down the road. You sat where you were for almost fifteen minutes before you stood up and started to pack.

When you were bringing the final bags out to your car, you heard Tig coming. He stopped and ran over to you, “No no no, baby please. Y/N please don't do this.” he said.

You ignored him and shut your trunk. You went to the door but he prevented you from opening it, “Alex, move.” you said sternly. “No. I can't let you go, Y/N.” he replied. You walked away from the door and pulled out your pocket knife, he followed you, “No no no, do-” he said as you stabbed his front tire. You walked back to your car, “Goodbye, Alex.” you said and finally got in your car and pulled out. You could hear him screaming, “No! Goddamn it!” It made you start crying, you sped up and his screams were fading.

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You woke up and your boyfriend was gone. You started to sit up but your head was throbbing and your neck hurt like hell. You started to sob, you rolled over and curled up into a ball. You weren't only crying because of the pain but the memories you saw in your blackout. “I’m so sorry,” you whispered. You breathed in, “I’m sorry.”

“Mommy!” Y/D/N yelled from the bathroom. At the sound of her voice you rushed up, not caring about the pain. You opened the door and hugged her so tightly. “Are you okay, mommy?” she asked. You nodded even though physically you weren't, but in your heart you were thankful for her existence. You stood up with her and laid her in the bed. You went to the bathroom to clean yourself up. You fixed your hair and you went down to the clerk’s desk.

“I’d like a seperate room, please.” you said to the man. He looked at you in shock, “Are you okay, ma’am?”

You just looked at him and breathed in, “Can I just get another room please?” The clerk nodded and you paid for it and went back to get your stuff. You grabbed Y/D/N and put her in the bed in the other room. You stepped outside and called Tig from the burner he gave you.

“Hello?”

You sniffled, “Tig. I need you.” you couldn't hide your sobs.

“I’ll be there.” he said and hung up the phone.