RECAP: "You should probably give her guidelines." Gemma stated
"Guidelines?" Tig questioned, obviously confused
"You know, tell her what she should do each day. Or give her chores or something. Remember she's had someone telling her what to do her whole life. She's not going to do very well without that kind of structure right away. It's going to take time." Gemma replied
"What should I tell her then?" Tig stated, still trying to process what Gemma was asking him to do
"Anything really. Have her do your laundry. Clean your dorm. Shit like that." Clay piped up
"I guess." Tig uncertaintly replied
"I'll find you a book that might help." Gemma stated before standing up
"Thanks, Gem!" He smiled
Clay nodded, silently telling Tig to get back to work. Tig went to check on the frightened young woman first. He found her still under the effects of the shot he had been forced to give her earlier. At least she wasn't in pain or freaking out over his brothers! Shutting her door, he finally got back to work on a very stubborn Mitsubishi Mirage. He was all greasy by the end of the "work day" but he had finally fixed the Mirage. He went to his dorm room to get a shower and clean up. He found a book had been tossed onto his bed when he arrived. Looking at it, he knew Gemma had bought it for him to look over. Maybe it would help him deal with Lilia better.
He stripped down and got into his shower. The book was at the front of his mind. What could that book really help me with? Gemma told him he should give the girl "guidelines". What on Earth could he have this girl do? She was OK with him, fairly OK with Chibs. Any other males and she seemed to freak out. Have her do your laundry. Clean your dorm' Clay had suggested. Tig sighed heavily. He wasn't good at this. All the women he knew already knew what to do around him. This one was different. He began to wonder if she could cook or not. Yes, that would be great. To have his own little personal chef.
He got dressed and sat down in the lone chair in his room. Flipping through the book, he began to wonder if he would be able to "take care of her" like Gemma suggested. He was used to telling people what to do. He was used to using women for what they could give him. Those women, however, wanted to be used by him. They know what he's like and what this club was like. They still threw themselves at him. This girl was vastly different. She's never known real freedom. She's never had a life of her own. Could that ever really be changed? Could this girl actually learn to be her own person? Tig laughed at his own thoughts. What was thinking?!
Suddenly Tig heard some sort of commotion coming from the main room of the clubhouse. He exited his room and quickly made his way to the main room. Some of the Tacoma charter had arrived. That wasn't new. He scanned the room trying to figure out what the hell had happened. Chibs' accented voice could be heard, 'settle down, dere lassie! I'm not goin' teh hurt yeh!' which made him look around the room once more. He found Happy holding one of the Tacoma boys by the throat. His eyes finally landed on the bar where Chibs was with Lilia trying to calm her down.
"What the fuck happened?!" Tig exclaimed
"She came out of 'er room teh get some water. Jason tried teh make 'er get 'im something teh drink. She froze an' when he started yellin' at 'er she started crying. That got 'im yelling more and then he pushed her which made her start shakin'. I think he went to hit 'er and she all but fell teh deh floor." Chibs explained
"YOU FUCKING IDIOT! TOUCH HER AND I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU WHERE YOU STAND!" Tig yelled angrily, rushing at Jason and making everyone in the room stop what they were doing and watch.
"She's just a sweetbutt, she needs to know her place!" Jason said, trying to defend his actions
"SHE'S NOT A FUCKING SWEETBUTT, YOU DICK!"Tig angrily stated hitting the younger man square in the jaw, "YOU EVER TOUCH HER, ATTEMPT TO TOUCH HER, SPEAK TO HER, OR LOOK AT HER AGAIN AND I'LL RIP YOUR FUCKING BALLS OFF!"
Jax and Happy watched as Tig defended the young woman who had basically become the club's property. He had never acted this way over a woman. Then again, no other women had looked to Tig as her authority figure and guardian before!
"I thought you guys taught your women their place?!" Jason stated
Tig didn't say anything. His fist did all the talking he needed to! Happy finally pulled the SAA off the bloody and bruised Jason. Jax took the opportunity to look over at Lilia. Chibs was doing his best to keep her from hyperventilating but he wasn't succeeding. Tig looked over to where the resident medic was at. He found Chibs but couldn't see the girl. He quickly moved to where they were and found the girl on the floor gasping for air. It nearly broke his heart.
Jax watched as she looked up at Tig, tears still streaming down her face, and then quickly looked away. Tig went to grab her arm but suddenly stopped. Jax watched with fascination as the SAA kneeled down and spoke briefly with the young woman. As he did, he reached out and gently pulled her to her feet by her arm. Tig slid his arm around her waist to help steady her and then walked her back to her dorm room. Most of his brothers just watched unsure of what was really happening. That was definitely not the behavior of the Tig Trager they knew! Upon entering her room, Tig quickly shut the door behind them. He didn't want his curious brothers to walk by and see what was going on. He got her sitting on her bed.
"Listen to me, Doll." Tig started, making her look up at him through teary eyes, "You don't listen to anyone but me, OK?! If I have to leave for more than a day then we'll make arrangements for you. If you have any issues like what just happened again, you come straight to me. None of my brothers will be touching you, yelling at you, or giving you orders."
She looked down at the floor, "OK."
"Doll, look at me." He commanded, making sure she did as he asked, "I'll have you things to do. For the time being just relax because you're still healing. I will do my best to make things as structured as possible for you. I know you've been treated like shit your whole life."
She watched as he ran his hand through his wild hair. He was wanting to say more but didn't seem to be able to find the right words.
"I'm sorry." He barely heard her whisper
Tig looked over at her and watched as she looked down in shame. She had displeased him and knew she was going to be in trouble for it. She had cried in front on others. It was a sign of weakness. Weakness needed to be punished.
"Sorry for what? You've been through hell. Jason's a fucking idiot! You didn't do anything wrong!" Tig exclaimed making her quickly look up at him curiously
"For... being... so... and..." She could barely get the words out as she had started gasping for air once more, "...weak... and... know... punishment..."
"Huh?!" Tig asked, watching as she grabbed the side of the bed where she was sitting
A knock could be heard so Tig yelled for whoever it was to 'piss off'. Chibs yelled from the other side of the door he had the girl a bottle of water and her next round of medicine. When he entered the room he discovered the girl was starting to hyperventilate again. Chibs did all he could but knew he'd have to give her another shot to calm her down. When he went to take a hold of her arm to give her the shot, she all but jumped back on the bed to where she was pressing herself against the wall. Tig sighed knowing what was coming.
"Doll, you gotta let him give you this shot. It will calm you down." Tig stated
She just looked at him and bit her lower lip. She didn't want to take the shot but knew she'd be severely punished if she disobeyed him. It made her cry all the harder. Chibs told the SAA to sit on the bed with her to help calm her down so he could give her the shot. Having Tig nearby seemed to ease her apprehension slightly and she finally moved close to Tig. He moved her so she was laying across his lap on her right side, her right arm was around his waist and he moved her left arm so it was resting on his resident medic finally injected the clear liquid into her arm. It made Chibs and Tig both very sad that they had to drug her up to calm her down but it was a necessary evil. Chibs left the pair alone while the drug began to take effect. She was still crying but seemed to cling to Tig like a life raft.