Something I forgot to say at the beginning of my upload, I own nothing.
Her eyes flicker open slowly, to the room before her flooded with sunlight. Her head begins to throb heavily, remembering the night before and the cause of her heavily throbbing head. She slowly sits up figuring it must be late morning considering how late it was when she eventually reached home last night. She'd didn't regret it. It was good not to be looking over her shoulder every 30 seconds and be out again. She got up and went into the kitchen and took some painkillers. After her shower she was feeling a little more herself, and decided she was in the humour for a fry up but she didn't have anything in the house. She took her keys and headed out. At first she didn't notice but as she walked to the drivers side she noticed pink rose petals moving with the breeze on the bonnet of the car. She lifted her head in sudden recognition and searched the street with her eyes for anything different. No nothing. She turned and headed back inside. She opened the closet door and reached to a box on the high self. She quickly took the box from its place and placed in on the armchair in front of her. She removed an old cloth that seemed to be acting as cover for something. She gently removed the cloth and there it was the gun she thought she'd never need again to feel safe. She placed it in her handbag and headed out. She needed food to help her think straight again. She sent Donna a text to meet her at the café. She needed to confide in someone who would help her figure out what to do next.
Donna enters the café and sees Tara consistently looking around and up and down the street. She's looking for someone of something that's not her. Donna orders a strong coffee at the counter and cautiously approaches her friend. Donna slides into the booth opposite Tara. As Tara turns and looks she jumps quickly at the figure before her eyes. She quickly realises its Donna and apologises quickly but she can't escape the worried look on her friends face. Before either can say a word, the waitress comes across 'Extra strong coffee' placing it in front of Donna. Tara raises an eyebrow at her friend who eyes her back 'this is your fault remember' she replied with a smile hoping to relax Tara enough to let her know what the hell is happening. Tara giggled a bit and smiled at her friend 'Alright I guess I deserve that!' she responded with the finest of smiles. Donna looked back at her friend and notice how on edge she seemed. 'Is this to do with that phone call from last?' Donna questioned her. Tara took a deep breath and looked to her friend 'Yea. I think he's here.' Donna began to look around the diner knowing her friend was talking about the stalker ex boyfriend, while Tara grabbed her sleeve bringing her attention back 'Not here at the diner but here in Charming'. Donna's eyes widen with worry for her friend. Tara continued on and they both discussed what she could do. Running was not an option considering he came looking for her here. Donna wouldn't allow her friend be chased out by this guy. Although Donna didn't like guns she was glad Tara had something to protect herself against this guy if he try getting close. Donna suggested that maybe it was time to open up to the guys over things. Tara thought for a moment and looked to her friend 'Do you really think they could sit and listen to all that and still play nice?' questioning her friend. Donna nodded 'Alright, maybe you're right. Well maybe just play close to the club maybe that'll work'. 'That could work and I wouldn't need to tell anyone else.' The both exchanged looks and nodded. Donna looked at her watch and realised the time and had to go. Tara got the bill and now more relaxed headed to the car.
She decided to go across to the Teller-Morrow garage and get the lads to take a look at it. As Tara pulls into the garage, Jax and Bobby are getting ready to pull out. He looks to Bobby 'Alright give me a minute.' Bobby just eyes him 'Yea I'll find you' Bobby answers and heads out. Jax takes his helmet off and places it on the bike as he turns and walks towards the car. 'Everything okay?' he asks as she's climbing out of it. As she stands 'Was hoping you could help with the cutlass. Its in pretty sad shape' she states. Jax in a bit of shock takes a look 'Shit this was your Dad's right' he answers. 'It was in the garage under two tones of old newspapers.' Jax nods his head knowingly. 'Just bring it in back and Lowell will take a look at it ' Jax tells her. Tara responds nervously 'Okay, thanks. Was hoping you could give me a lift home' she says hopeful. Jax looks to her 'Actually I'm just heading out for a couple of days' he tells her a little disappointed that he's having to give up the opportunity to catch up with her. 'Okay.' She answers thinking quickly 'Anything come up with the baby who should I call?' 'He's out of the woods right?' Jax questions her worried. 'Yea yea just in case of procedural stuff' she tells him quickly annoyed at herself for worrying him. 'Just let my Mum know if you need anything' he says pointing to Gemma who was pulling in right up beside them both. 'Everything okay?' Gemma questioned eyeing Tara. 'Yea fine, just here to get her car fixed' Jax answered her and continued 'actually could you give Tara a ride home. She's got to leave the cutlass here'. Tara tried to jump in 'No its okay I'll just take a c' but Gemma cuts her off 'Would love to give the good doctor a lift.' Gemma then questions Jax where he's going. 'Relax Mum its going to be fine' he tells her as he leans into the car and kisses her on the cheek. As he turns back to Tara he has wide smile and leans into her side placing his had on her waist and kisses her on the cheek. As he withdraws his face away his hand lingers a little longer on her waist before he completely removes it as he moves towards his bike.