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I grabbed a couple of the beers I just bought and handed one to Tig before sitting down. I stared at the beer bottle in front of me. "Come on baby girl, tell me what happened." I sighed and began telling Tig what happened. "After what happened with Chibs, I went back to my dad's in Texas. I got a job at the local diner waiting tables on third shift. After a few weeks of working there, I met James." I smiled at the memory. It was still a good one to me, "He was a regular there. Always ordered the same thing, a cup of coffee and pancakes with peanut butter on the side. We never really talked much until I asked him why he always got the same thing. His response was 'My ex-girlfriend used to make it for me when I couldn't sleep before she passed away, and this place is right down the road from my house.' I felt bad for him so I always took time to talk to him while he was there." I paused to take a sip of my beer to try to calm myself. "About a month later we were dating. I was happy for about 9 months. That was until the three year anniversary of his ex's death. He started drinking heavily every day. It wouldn't really be an issue, but he was mean and abusive when he drank. Paranoid too. He always thought I was cheating on him and he'd make it known. I was lucky since I worked third shift. I only had to deal with him drunk on my days off."I could feel the tears forming in my eyes and I didn't care. "When I was home at night, it was usually just shoving me into walls and smacking me a few times. He was always sorry in the morning, and I believed him every time he said he wouldn't drink again. I always believed I deserved it, and that it could be worse. He would not drink for two to three days, but he'd always go back to it. I knew some of my coworkers probably figured out some of what was going on." I paused to wipe a tear from my eye. "The last time it happened, I had gotten called into work to cover for my friend Rachael. I knew had to go home to take care of her son. He got sent home the day before from school for having the flu, so I accepted. After work my car wouldn't start, so my boss offered to drive me home and I accepted. I knew he'd be drunk when I got home. When I first walked in, he was passed out." I was shaking at this point from trying not to cry yet. "I went to grab for my keys to leave until morning, but he woke up. He was pissed. He automatically started accusing me of cheating on him. I tried to calm him down, but he only got madder. I tried to get out of there. He had me backed against the counter so I couldn't leave. I kept trying to calm him down, but I failed. He ended up smacking me. He then did something he never did before, he threw me to the floor and pinned me there. He went to punch me when my boss tore him off of me. He must of stayed outside knowing something like this was going to happen. He told me to pack my shit and leave, so I did." I was full out crying at this point. "I didn't know where else to go, so I called my uncle and came back here." I heard the chair across from me move, and felt Tig's arms around me. "You're safe here baby girl." All I could do was cry as he held me. All the times I felt fear but never really showed it had caught up to me.
A bit ooc for Tig, but we all know he has a soft side, I decided to embrace it. Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up, but I promise, I'll make up for it, by posting more than just this chapter this week. I had a very productive weekend. I had peace and quiet without my munchkin home. I want to thank all of my followers that I have so far and those that have favorited my story.. Especially, jerbear7579 and Minyonette for the reviews.