Here is chapter three, I know it has been a while since my last update, but now that I'm on break, I promise i will update more often. First I wanted to say thank you to everyone who has reviewed the story its appreciated. I will have chapter four uploaded either Thursday or Friday. Let me know what you guys think of the chapter!
I don't own any characters associated with this story except my OC.
Maitreya awoke to knocking on the front door, rubbing her eyes she looked and noticed it was 7:30am. Throwing the covers off, she walked into the living room and noticed Tig was gone, looking out the window she saw Gemma standing at her front door. "Fuck me." Maitreya swore silently as she opened the door and met that familiar smile. "Hi, Gemma." Gemma removed her sun glasses and walked in. "Hello sweetie, not much of a house keeper are you?" Closing the door she couldn't help but smile. "Did you come here to piss me off?" Gemma walked over and sat on the couch. "Of course not, why would I do something like that, I just came to give you, what you wanted." Maitreya folded her arms as she stared at Gemma. "And this couldn't happen at another point during the day?" Gemma pulled out a sealed manila folder. "The club's lawyer was able to draw these up for you, by the way how did that conversation of you assets go?" Opening the folder she pulled the papers out and started to read them. "My marriage is none of you God-damn business Gemma." Gemma got up. "Honey it is my business if this is going to affect my husband and son. Just to let you know if this whole divorce thing is a threat for Tig, you have at least 6 months to turn in the papers or a judge won't grant you it after that and then you have to re-do the paper work." Maitreya put the papers back and folder and tossed it to the couch. "Yeah, I know that Gemma, I have talked to the lawyer too." Gemma sifted through her purse. "Well, I personally don't see you two divorcing so, just thought you should know. Oh also Abel should be coming home very soon, going to throw him a party, thought you could give you step-mother a hand. Also the junkie bitch is back in town; maybe you two can hang out sometime. I better go." Maitreya walked over to the door. "That's a great idea, goodbye Gemma."
After Gemma left Maitreya got dressed and noticed the folder on the couch, picking it up she placed in the top drawer of her dresser. Grabbing her cell, she decided the one person she never thought she would call. Sitting at a table she kept checking her phone for the time when someone approached her. Looking up it was Deputy Chief David Hale. "Well the princess of bikers returns, when did you spin into town." Maitreya removed her sunglasses and placed them in front of her. "Deputy Chief Hale, this is a surprise. I just got back a couple weeks ago." Hale took the seat in front of her. "I see, waiting for you husband I assume?" Maitreya looked down at her wedding ring. "Not exactly, an old friend thought it would be a good time to catch up, while I'm still here." Hale caught on to the last part of what she said. "Leaving so soon?" Maitreya bit her lip. "Yeah, look don't you have people to arrest or paperwork to push?" Hale pushed himself from the table. "You know, I never thought you should've married Trager, you seemed too good for him." Maitreya rolled her eyes. "Well I am with him, so I guess I'm not. Good bye Deputy." Hale smirked as he started walking down the street. Annoyed Maitreya tossed her phone on the glass table, when someone sat in front of her. "You know that is how I broke my last phone." Maitreya smiled as she leaned back in her chair. "Didn't think you would come, but if anyone knows about the club it would be you." Wendy placed her glasses in front of her. "So, you're really divorcing him?" Maitreya twisted her ring. "I don't know. At first I was like "hell yeah, let's just get a divorce", but now, I don't know it seems different." Wendy nodded. "Look at me and Jax. We were together, got married, separated, tried the marriage thing again, had a baby, and then he filed." Maitreya nodded in agreement. "Treya, you're the wife of a biker, you know the life, you fucking grew up in it, in the core of it. But what they didn't teach you is that when you fall in love with another biker and have to live with all the side helpings that they get because you have friends who are married and say how perfect their life is, and that they are adding children into the mix and you look at your marriage and see that children might not even be a part of that equation because of the life. Its either daddy is in prison or daddy is dead. None of which are easy to answer. Did you and Tig ever talk about children?" Maitreya smirked as she took a bite from her meal that she ordered. "Once or Twice but I think each time one of us were drunk or both of us were, but I want children, but he already has two that he doesn't see and I just, I just don't want that to be me. Raising a baby alone, that has always been my greatest fear." Wendy squeezed her hand. "If you do go on with the divorce are you going to stay in charming?" Tipping her glass Maitreya thought about it. "No, no probably not, I couldn't face my father; Gemma would never let me hear the end of it." Wendy scoffed. "Gemma, don't let me get started on her. I know I've screwed up but, I really want to be there for Abel." Maitreya nodded in agreement. "I know you do; I don't know what I am going to do."
Maitreya arrived back to the house to find yet again, Gemma in the driveway. "You know I'm getting ready to put a restraining order on you." Gemma walked up quickly and grabbed her arm. "Why the hell were you talking to the junkie bitch?" Maitreya pulled away and walked into the house and Gemma was right behind her. "If you tried to convince that bitch to get custody of Abel I swear I will . . ." Maitreya threw her purse to the ground. "Fuck, Jesus Christ Gemma, no I didn't fucking tell her to get custody, wow when she married Jax we became close because at the time I had just married Tig and it was nice to talk to someone other than you. My marriage is fall the fuck apart and all you have done is berate me about what I was doing, who I was talking to, and I just can't do it anymore. Gemma I really, really just want you to go and leave me the fuck alone, for a while, please." Gemma gave a slight nod as she picked her keys up from her purse and left. Maitreya picked up her purse and walked into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed.
The sound of the front door slamming shut woke up Maitreya as she walked into the living room and found a frustrated Tig. "You home late, everything okay?" Maitreya asked as she folded her arms. Tig turned and shook his head. "No, everything isn't alright. Opie was arrested today, and after talking to Clay, we think that he is an informer for ATF. When he returned to the clubhouse Clay told me to check his truck and I found two bugs." Maitreya walked over to Tig. "What are you going to do?" Tig shook his head. "I don't know, Clay doesn't know." Maitreya slid her hands down her face. "This day just keeps getting better and better." Tig looked over. "What are you talking about, what's wrong?" Maitreya sighed as she placed her hands on her stomach. "Um it must have been after you left Gemma arrived and handed me the divorce papers which she had the club's lawyer draw up which I thought was going to take more than a couple weeks, but then she wants me to help with Abel's coming home party, so I went into town and was planning on meeting with a friend and Hale showed up and basically said that he probably saw himself with me, I don't know he pissed me off. Then the person I was meeting was, was Wendy and I just needed another old lady's perspective without the spiteful eyes of Gemma watching me. And after a hellish day that it was Gemma showed up pissed that I met and talked with Wendy and I lost it and now I find out that Jax's best friend is a rat and this could affect you." Tig pulled her into a hug. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have told you, I didn't know your day was sucking more than mine." Maitreya smiled. "Thanks, you know you always knew how to cheer me up. Tig I love you. Maybe before the whole divorce thing, we could fuck one last time?" Tig cupped her face. "Are you sure?" Maitreya pulled Tig in for a kiss and started to undo his belt. "Yeah, I'm sure."