SOA Short Stories

Tig and Missy

For Anglophile1971 hope ya like it, doll.

The sound of rain beating on the roof, and the flashes of lightning seemed oddly soothing as he laid there. He knew that he crossed a line. Knew that in the morning when all the dust settled he was going to have to explain himself.

Feeling a hand run over his chest, his head moved to the side and a smile ghosted his lips as he came face to face with the woman that had stolen his heart. Someone he would have never thought would want him back. His eyes traced the shape of her face and the curves of her body before turning over onto his side and tracing a finger along her bare back.
"What time is it?" She groaned as her eyes adjusted to the soft glow that was surrounding the room.

He sighed knowing that their night was over. He had to go back to the clubhouse and she had to go back home before anyone could connect the dots. He hated sneaking around, but knew that if the truth came out he would be in serious shit. "Time to go."

She rolled over, wrapping the sheet around herself and sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. "When does the sneaking around end?" She asked, softly. "Why can't we be together?"

He knew it was unfair. He knew that he should have ended it a long time ago. But the heart wants what it wants. "If Bobby eve or found out, he would kill me."

He watched as she slowly got up from the bed and grabbed her clothes off the nearby chair and went to the bathroom. Cursing under his breath as his burner went off and saw Clay's number. "Yea?"

"We need you here. Now. Missy is missing."

Tig felt his stomach not. "What do you mean missing?" He asked as he started to pull his pants on.

"Her car is still at the bar. Bobby went to meet up with her and her boss said she had left hours ago."

His eyes locked with Missy as she walked out of the bathroom. "I'm heading out now. She probably just had a hot date or something."

Her eyes closed in realization and cursed under her breath. This was not good. She not only had her brother looking for her, but the whole fucking club. After Tig hung up she grabbed her purse. "What now?"

Tig huffed as he grabbed his cut off the chair. "I leave, you call a cab in ten minutes. Let me get ahead of this. Head home. Think of something."

She nodded and watched him leave. A pit in her stomach growing. She wanted to go to her brother long before this.

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Tig rolled down the street a thousand scenarios running through his head. He hoped they could get ahead of this.

His burner vibrated in his pocket, making him pull off to the side of the road. It was Bobby. Debating on whether to pick up, he missed the call and cursed. He was in front of Hannah's and decided to go inside. He could always use the excuse he checked in. Sitting at the counter, Deloris poured him a cup of coffee and called Bobby back. "What's up, man?"

He heard Bobby sigh. "We found her. Juice found her in a cab pulling up to her house."

Tig ran a hand through his hair. "Is she ok?" He asked.

"I'm heading over there now. She refuses to talk to Juice." He chuckled. "Told him to leave or she'd grab her .45 and make him leave."

Tig cringed at that. He knew she was pissed when he left and it seemed her mood had just gotten more sour. "You need me? I'm just at the diner."

Bobby thought for a second. "Wouldn't hurt. This way if she does pull the .45 I can use you as a shield."

Tig let out a nervous laugh and said his goodbye. "This is why I date hookers." He reminded himself. "What the fuck am I doing?"