The Life I've Chosen

by Dream-Searcher

Reba's been abused by her biological father. He will get to her no matter what it takes. Reba runs off to Charming, California where she learned she has a half brother. Will Reba be able to stay away from her biological father? Will Tig be able to help her? This story isn't going to be the same as the show.Certain things are different so it works out like I have planned in my head.

16. Chapter 16

This is my fanfiction story. All rights belong to Kurt Sutter and FX. I am just borrowing the Sons of Anarchy characters. Reba is my OC as is Kaylee. I also give rights to the CW and the creators of iZombie for their known characters. This is a work of Fiction. Story rated m for rape situations and abuse. May include lemons in later chapters. Please Read and Review. This is my first story and I would appreciate any critique you have.

Chapter 16: Insecurities

I walked into the bathroom to change into Tig's shirt. I brushed my teeth with my fingers then grabbed Tig's hair brush and brushed out my long hair. I decided I was going to take a shower tomorrow when I got home. When I walked out of the bathroom Tig was sitting on the bed. I was glad I was so much shorter than him at that moment, it meant his shirt came down to my knee. I was expecting to be in bed already when he came back to the bedroom.

I walked over to him and looked down at him. I asked, "Hey you, I thought you were going back to the party?"

Tig looked at me and wrapped his arm around my waist. He leaned into me and just held me for a minute. He pulled me down beside him and said, "No baby, I decided I didn't even want to go back down there." He smiled at me and continued, "I did run over to Jax's room to talk to Wendy for a minute. I grabbed these for you. You two are about the same weight and height and I figured you'd be more comfortable with these on under my shirt."

I looked down and noticed he was holding a pair of sleeping shorts. I smiled at Tig and ran back to the bathroom to slip them on under Tig's shirt.

I walked out and saw Tig still sitting on the bed. I walked over to him, looked down and him and said, "Baby? Are you okay?"

Tig looked at me and said, "I am and I'm not. I just feel like I'm going to wake up and you're going to be gone. I care about you Reba. I feel shitty because of what you've went through in life, and I wish I could've helped. I keep thinking, 'What're you doing with me of all people?' You are so beautiful. You don't even realize how beautiful you actually are. You aren't stuck up, and you're really fucking smart. I don't want this to all be just some fucked up trick my mind is playing on me. I don't deserve you. You are so pure and amazing, and I'm just me; I'm a criminal with a short temper and a bad mouth. I'm terrified that I am going to turn into Clay and hurt you one day. What do you even see in me? You deserve so much better than me."

Tig put his head in his hands and I could see his shoulders shaking like he was on the verge of tears. I had tears in my eyes as well. I grabbed his wrists and moved his hands away from his face. I leant down and kissed him on the forehead then I hugged him. I straddled his lap and he put his hands on my hips.

With tears in my eyes I said, "You're right." I felt Tig tense up so I continued, "You are a criminal with a short temper and a bad mouth. But you are a beautiful man Alexander. You are just you, but I fucking enjoy it. You are a breath of fresh air from everyone who acts fake. You are never going to turn into Clay because you are completely different then him. He's old and has his mind stuck in the mindset where it's okay to hurt your girlfriend or your wife, but you are not like that. I am never going to leave you. I will always be here unless you say otherwise. I may be smart at books, but you've got more street smarts than I could ever possibly dream of having. You're right, I'm not stuck up, but that's because my mum would've beat my ass if I acted like I was better than everyone else. You say I'm beautiful, Tig, and it isn't that I don't believe you, it's just I've been told I'm not so much in my life, I just believe I'm not beautiful now. I promise I will believe you some day, but right now I just can't because of my past. Tig, baby, having flaws makes you more human. I see Gemma, Lyla, Sarah, Haley, and Wendy and I feel pale in comparison to them. I'm scared you're going to find someone a lot more attractive than I am. I'm scared too baby. I'm scared it's all a dream and I'm still in Meadville. I'm scared you aren't real. I'm scared I'm not good enough for you. I'm scared you'll realize how I don't know anything about the MC life, and you'll want to leave me. Don't ever be afraid to talk to me baby. I need the communication. It reminds me that I have the most amazing boyfriend ever."

Tig pulled me into a tight hug. He lay down onto the bed while holding me and kissed my forehead. He said, "Baby, I am never going to leave you. You understand what it's like with me in the MC already. I know you do, and if you need help, I will explain it to you. If you don't want to ask me about it, Sarah, Gemma, Wendy, or Kacey will tell you all about it. They have been around here the longest. Lyla, Haley, and Cherry are still relatively new around here themselves. You fit in better than they do though. You carry yourself better and you know what not to ask."

Tig kissed me then pulled the blankets out from under us to cover us up. We fell asleep together in each other's arms.