18 parts Ongoing Fiona
I live a simple life. It's boring but it's mine. I'm content with my job and the story the numbers tell me. Numbers don't lie, they don't promise things they can't follow through on. They are true and steady and I was good with that. Or at least I thought I was. Then I had to go and help one drunk girl and next thing you know I'm immersed in a Sons of Anarchy episode. Nothing makes sense in this world. He says I can count on him, but I can't seem to calculate if it's worth the risk.
Bash
I ride, I fight and I fuck. When I'm not doing that, I'm hanging out with my club brothers, running the garage I own and keeping an eye on my annoying little sister. When she gets herself in a jam, I'm taken aback by the owl eyed girl who swooped in to rescue her. As much as I tried, I couldn't shake her from my mind. As much as I wanted her to ask me for something, she didn't need anyone's help. What do I do when the first woman to actually hold my interest hasn't looked at me twice? I need her, how do I convince her she needs me too?