I OWN NOTHING YOU RECOGNIZE. WELL THAT'S NOT TRUE. HOPEFULLY BY NOW YOU RECOGNIZE SIN. I WILL NOT BE CHANGING HOW I WRITE MY STORY. THAT IS ALL I AM GOING TO SAY ABOUT THAT REVIEW.
Sin and Quinn walked out of Laroy's club and made their way to his bike. He suddenly turned to her. "Why are you moving back to Charming now?" He asked her. Sin sighed and sat down on his bike facing him, taking his hands. "I was going to tell you this yesterday but there never seemed to be a good time. I went to the doctor two days ago. When I sing my throat gets all scratchy and burns. The doctor told me if I keep singing, I'm running the risk of losing my voice for good." Quinn just didn't know what to say to that. Sin moved back and Quinn grinned at her and threw his leg over her head settled on the bike and left.
As the weeks went on, Sin fell back into the routine of her old job with Laroy. Once the girls saw she was back, they fell into place. She only had to deal with one issue. A girl had gotten out of line with Sin. And it had been a long hard day consequently Sin had been in a foul mood all that day. Sin grabbed the girl's arm, swung the bitch around and let her head connect with the office wall. The girl dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes, out with a sick crunch and a groan. Sin looked down at her and thought, "That's enough crap outta you bitch." This one would give Sin no further problems.
Every day was a new challenge, bitches that didn't show up, ordered supplies that were wrong, just the same old shit as before. But the routine was comforting in the fact she knew how to handle these things, with out bringing Laroy in to the petty stuff. He had enough on his plate just keeping the other parts of his business running. Sometimes he would pop into her world just to check in and see how things were running.
What Sin did not know was just how closely she was being watched. Not because she might steal from him, but because he wanted, no needed to know she was safe. He got reports of her dealings with the girls when they got out of hand. He knew her every move, every choice she made. She had no idea of just how important she was to him.
Sin's feet were killing her as she walked into her house. All she wanted was a very rough and hard fuck. But Quinn was out of town. So she would have to settle for a large glass of jack and a hot bath. She slipped off her shoes by the door and moaned. She made her way to the kitchen and reached under her skirt into the thick band of her fishnets and pulled out her .38. and slowly crept to the living room.
She flipped on the light and seriously thought about shooting him. "What the fuck? How did you get into my house?" She snapped. Jax sat down on the couch. Sin huffed and crossed her arms. "I have a key. I just wanted to talk." Sin raised her eyebrow. "You're married. Get out of my house." Sin turned and walked back to the kitchen.
Jax followed her and grabbed her arm. "I will shoot you if you don't leave." Sin warned him. "And if she doesn't, I will." Jax felt a gun press against his back. He slowly raised his arms and turned around. Laroy's girl was standing behind him with a .40 glock out and ready to fire. Jax made his way to the door and turned to open his mouth. They both pointed their guns at his dick at the same time and Jax practically ran out of the house.
TWO DAYS LATER
Sin woke up on the floor. She had no memory of the night before. She had gone out with Gemma, Lyla, Kat and a few people she couldn't remember. Her head was pounding. She stumbled her way to the bathroom and splashed some cold water on her face. She looked up and the mirror was gone. She heard a groan and turned around. There in the bathtub was Gemma. Sin walked over and started to shake her. Until she saw the big fat rock on her left ring finger. Everyone in the house was woken up by Sin's earth shattering scream. Gemma sat straight up in the tub and scowled. "What the fuck? Why am I in the tub? What the fuck happened last night?" She said as she half climbed half fell out of the tub. "What the fuck is on your head? Where the fuck did that chest piece come from?"
Sin reached up and felt a veil on her head. She ripped it off and grabbed Gemma's arm and dragged her into her bedroom. She stopped in front of the mirror. Right above her breasts was a brand new tattoo. It was a huge crow with outstretched wings. It had red eyes and in one claw was a Q and in the other was a S. Sin's face started twitching. "Oh shit." Gemma muttered. Sin's eyes snapped over to Gemma. Gemma raised her hands slowly and backed away.
Sin ran to the kitchen and grabbed her keys and sped to the club house. She slammed on the brakes and ripped her door open. She made her way in and saw Kat laying across the couch. She made her way to Quinn's room and kicked the door open. Quinn was standing by the bed buttoning his jeans. His hair was still wet from the shower. She stalked over and punched him so hard he flew back into the wall.
Gemma slammed on her brakes and ran right to Quinn's room. Quinn was trying to restrain Sin. He wasn't having much luck. He had her arms pinned to her sides. Gemma cocked her head to the side as Sin twisted and head butted Quinn.