I do not own any of the SOA characters. Thanks to Kurt Sutter for creating such wonderful guys!
Corrie ran out of the house, her face bleeding and ribs aching. That bastard. She should have stayed away from him like her sister had told her. Of course, Dita would have known what she was talking about, she'd had her own run in with the mob and that's what had made her leave Chicago and end up in Charming. Once Corrie was in her car and safely down the road she called her sister. It was likely the middle of the night in Charming, but that didn't matter.
"Hello," the sleepy voice answered.
"Dita, Dita, wake up, it's me. It's Corrie," Corrie tried to hide the pain in her voice, " I have to get out of town, now."
"Wait, what," Corrie could tell Dita was now awake, "I'll buy you a ticket, be at the airport in next two hours. What the hell happened?"
"Ryan happened. I had to take his knees out with a bat. He beat me. It was him or me Deet," Corrie said without taking a breath.
"Corrie, be careful, make sure you aren't followed. Jesus, I'll talk to Juice, you can stay with use or take over my apartment because I just moved in with him. We'll keep you safe."
After Corrie got off the phone she went back to her house, packed all her favorite things and her guitar and then drove to the bank and cleared out as much cash as she could. She didn't want to be traceable. Her family had experience with mob reltaliation.
A few years ago, Dita had been running hack jobs all over town. She was good and pissed off someone she shouldn't have. They had her beaten and she had nearly died. Corrie should have known then to stop hanging with that crowd, but she hadn't gotten so used to the under-crowd that she just kept on. She met Ryan, fell in love, and that had been all they wrote.
Ryan had helped her get gigs as a musician around town. He had doted on her. Until tonight. Corrie sighed as she boarded the plane and said goodbye to her old life.
As she fell asleep to fight the pain she thought of her sister.