Just like it says. There will Adult language, sexual themes, and other things. If you can't handle that then don't read please. I'll try my best to get all the guys. If you have a story in mind for one of them please message me and I'll do my best t...
"Look man. Stick around. You'll be Samcro." Jax patted Kozik on the back as he nodded his head.
"Yeah. Well it's time to start the healing." Kozik stalked towards Tig and punched him in the back. Soon after they were throwing punches. Juice ran to move the chairs and table out of their way.
The guys let them go. They had to settle this beef between them.
After a few Jax and Happy pulled them apart. Just then the clubhouse door opened.
You could hear heels clicking on the floor.
The guys stopped and stared. A black haired girl walked in. (What she was wearing cause I suck at descriptions)
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The girl looked between Kozik and Tig. Then her eyes landed on Clay. "Dammit! Why the hell did you let them fight in here! Mom's gonna pissed Clay! You have a fucking ring for a god damn reason! Use it!" Clay put his hands up in mock surrender as Jax laughed a little, which earned a glare.
Tig shrugged and laughed as well. "Sorry doll. But the shithead deserved it." She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned all weight to her right side, glaring at him. "I don't give a flying fuck if he deserved it or not, Trager. If I EVER, and I mean EVER, see you fighting Blondie or anyone else in this god damn clubhouse. Patch or no patch. I'll kill you myself. Now clean this shit up. Mom's on her way." With that she spun on her heels and left the clubhouse.
"Shit man. You're in trouble. Only uses last names when she's pissed." Jax laughed as he light a cigarette. "I know, I know. Damn mini Gemma." Clay laughed and patted him on the shoulder.
Kozik of course was confused. He'd never seen her before. "Who was that?" He was still shocked at how she talked to the guys. And how they were so cool about it and laughed it off.
"That would be my twin sister. Mini Gemma." Jax gave him a look that said hands off.
"Damn crazy ass firecracker more like it." Clay laughed at his own description.
The clubhouse opened again and heels clicked through. "Someone wanna tell me why my daughter looks pissed off at the damn world?" Gemma had her hands on her hips as Clay and Jax explained.
"Dammit Tiggy. You know how Tasha feels about you guys fighting. You two better fix this shit. Now." Gemma pointed to the door and they walked out.
Tasha was sitting at the desk sifting through the invoices, which were bearly readable. "Damn bikers and their shitting writing." She shook her head and threw the papers down. She turned her head towards the door when she heard a knock.
"What the hell do you want Trager?" You could hear the venom in her voice. "I came to apologize doll. I know how you feel about us fighting. I wasn't thinking. I didn't think you would see it. I'm sorry." Tig rubbed the back of his neck as he talked.
It was no secret that he was soft when it came to the mini Gemma. She was like a daughter to him and he hates that he upset her.
"Whatever. Here. List of repos. Take the prospect with ya. Gettin on my damn nerves. Oh and make sure I can what you write." She handed the list to Tig as he walked away with a sigh.
"Sit down Blondie." She motioned for Kozik to sit on the couch as she reached for a first aid kit. "I hope you got in some good shots. Otherwise I'll kick your ass myself." She smirked at the end which made him laugh a little. "Yeah beautiful, I did. Sorry about the fight. I'm the one that started it." She nodded as she started to clean his face up. "And why is that?" Tasha stopped what she was doing when Kozik carefully grabbed her wrist. "I'm trying to patch Redwood. I don't belong in Tacoma anymore. But Tig. He hates me. Hell I can't even remember why we're fighting anymore." He let out a defeated sigh and closed his eyes.
Tasha looked at him. She could see the pain and defeat in his face. She placed her hand on the side of his face and made circles with her thumb. "Tragers an idiot. Don't worry sugar. You'll be Redwood. If not he'll have to answer to me." She smiled as Kozik opened his eyes and let out a chuckle.
"I hope you're right beautiful." Kozik stood up and left. Leaving Tasha to her work.
A couple hours had passed. The guys had left to do something. The TM phone rang and Tasha answered it. She let out a sigh when Unser said Tig was in jail. Speeding. She sent Kozik to go get him, not wanting to deal with him herself.
Soon after, both men were bickering back and forth. She stood up from the desk and walked out to the garage. Stand with her arms over her chest. "You both are morons." She chuckled as they both looked at her with disbelief.
"Come on Blondie. Need your help with something in the clubhouse. Trager stay." She smiled as Tig pouted. Kozik was quick to jump up and follow her.
She walked in and around the bar. Pouring two shots. Kozik sat on one of the stools and watched her.
"What are you doing beautiful?" Kozik took the shot she handed him and watched her toss hers back.
"Figured you could use a drink. Dealing with Trager out there is enough to make anyone drink." She laughed at her own explanation. Kozik nodded and tossed back his shot.
"So you got an old man?" Kozik got straight to the point. He needed to know if he had a chance with this girl.
"No sugar, I don't. Why? You askin?" She smirked as she saw the red in his cheeks.
"Maybe." He smiled his goofy smile and took another shot before heading back outside.
To say that Tasha was at a loss for words was an understatement.
"That man is gonna kill me. And my brother is gonna kill him." She laughed and threw back another shot and headed out to the garage.
Tig and Kozik were back to their banter and she shook her head and laughed. Kozik winked at her and she blew a kiss his way. Tig of course was upset but Tasha shut him up.
Yep, that Blondie was gonna kill her. But hey. At least she would have some fun before hand.
