Tig stood in front of Jax, his arms crossed over his chest. Everything was starting to unfold within the club and nobody liked it. Frankie was caught, finally - but he revealed some interesting information before he was finished off. "Jacky, you can't stay pissed off at her forever." He said, his voice quiet. Outside the room, Lauren was waiting on the couch. What did this mean for her?
"She ratted and damn near got my child killed!" He shouted, turning around to face his friend. "I'm starting to understand why Chibs shut her out, maybe I should have been doing the same thing." He said, running a hand through his blonde hair. It was his anger speaking, he didn't really mean anything he said about Lauren. "The bitch is a parasite." He snapped.
Tig stepped forward, his eyes staring daggers into Jax. He wasn't about to let another person in the MC talk about her like she was trash - he was done listening to it. "Stop it! She made a mistake and she's sure as hell paying for it. Your mother has already done a number on her, not to mention one of her guys decided it would be fun to gang up on her." He said, shaking his head. What the hell was everyone thinking?
"Listen to me, she knows she did wrong. She knows she lost your trust and a bunch of people hate her once again, but this is your wife." Tig said, hoping he could plead with the man before him. He didn't want to watch Jax do something he was going to end up regretting. There was a very good chance he may not be able to fix it in the end.
Jax tilted his head to the side, his expression growing curious. "Why do you care so much, huh? The rest of us are wishing she'd disappear, but you still care for her." Jax said, walking in a circle around Tig. He sure as hell hoped this didn't mean what he thought it did. If so, a lot of things are going to become complicated. "Hey, I think i've earned the right to care about her, look how long i've been taking care of her."
It was those words that caused Jax to snap. He was done with the both of them. He didn't care anymore. "Fine, if you care so much, she's your responsibility." Jax said, opening the chapel door. "Just make sure that she knows she isn't welcome around my family. Abel doesn't need her, he has a better mother." He said, letting a smirk grow over his lips. Jax really did know how to push buttons.
The blonde walked out of the clubhouse, leaving Lauren and Tig alone - but it was pointless. The brunette rose from the couch, her eyes clouded over with tears. "Thank you for trying, but i'm not wanted here." She said, shaking her head. If she wasn't welcome, then she wasn't going to be around them.
Tig stepped forward, a sigh escaping his lips. "Baby, he'll come around." He said, his voice gentle. "No he won't. He hates me like the rest. It's better if I end things." She said, turning and walking off. Tig stood in confusion for several moments, before he realized what she actually meant. "Lauren!" He shouted, turning his head - she was already out of the building.
He ran out of the clubhouse, watching as Lauren drove out of the lot. It was too late. He knew he couldn't tell the others what was going on, they couldn't care. It was all up to him. Tig side-stepped everyone around him, going over to his bike. He threw on his helmet, before starting the engine. He had to catch up with Lauren, she couldn't do anything irrational.