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Rated M: Drugs and Violence

Chapter 2.

Alexa was 14 years old when her mother began to abuse alcohol along with other substances. It wasn't long enough until Alexa followed in the same footsteps. It wasn't hard to find the drugs, all the resources were right in front of her. Heck, they even showed up at her house multiple times a day. Alexa had become a troubled teen rather quickly, her police record wasn't the cleanest of them all, but she had never done anything bad enough for her to get locked up in a juvenile delinquent facility.

When her father passed away suddenly, Alexa didn't have much happiness or motivation to do anything. She had gotten suspended from school when she picked a fight with another girl. Alexa didn't know at the time why she had attacked the poor girl, but it really affected her after all these years. She had become a monster, and she needed to escape from her hell.

An opportunity to escape the madness arose one day as she walked to the local convenient store and met a group of runaways. After an hour of hanging out with them, she asked the group how they managed to travel all that distance with no cash, she then quickly understood what their method of transportation was, hopping trains. They asked her if she wanted to come with them; it didn't take much to convince her, because she was on the train the very next day.

Alexa traveled the United States for 7 years, over the course of her journey she had abused many substances, and sometimes attempted to quit cold turkey, but it wasn't long until she began to abuse again. Living on the road, trying to find money for food and drugs was never such an easy task, but many days she would bank at least $200, most of the time, more than half of the portion would go to buying drugs. The gang would find houses to squat for months at a time until the cops came and kicked them out. It wasn't a fabulous way to live, but it was all she had. They were the closest thing to a real family, something she didn't have anymore.

The night that Tig found her, should have been her last. Alexa had overdosed and was left behind, but now she was around someone that really cared about her, and disciplined her. Even if her "friends" had left her to die, she couldn't thank them enough for leaving her. Alexa promised her savior that she would never touch any type of drugs again.

Alexa began to fall for Tig during the course of her detoxification period. After she moved into the clubhouse dorms, Alexa had decided to take it easy with Tig. She finally understood what he and the rest of the club were all about, and decided she didn't want part of it. She just wanted to work, and have a permanent place to live, and maybe one day, finish her GED, and go to an auto mechanic school. Alexa wanted to follow her father's footsteps and do something that would make him proud. Visiting her mother never crossed her mind, she often wondered where she was, but didn't tread on the thought for too long.

As she got to know Tig, and she got to know him rather quickly, during and after her detox period. She learned that Tig was a freak, a big annoying freak. The man drove her crazy sometimes. Looking back now, she was happy that she was able to see the sweet side of him. It was rare to see it these days; Alexa couldn't figure out what was going on with him, she had attempted to ask, but he always changed the subject. Alexa realized it was something club related and quickly erased the concern from her mind.

"Who left my tools out in the open?!" Alexa yelled at the workers. No one bothered to reply, and continued working.

"Calm down lass!" Chibs replied, walking towards her with a piece of paper in his hands.

"Clay wants you and I on repo today, are you up for it?" he asked.

"If it's what the boss wants." Alexa readjusted her overalls and followed him to the repo truck.

Alexa had decided that it was the best choice for her not to mention anything about what happened between Chibs and her. It was unnecessary to start drama at work and within the club (unless it had something to do with people leaving her tools on the floor). If Clay started to think that she was nothing but trouble, she would be left homeless once again.

"No man is worth that shit.." She thought to herself.

Chibs searched his work pants for the keys to the repo truck and helped Alexa get on. He handed her the list of repos and climbed into the drivers seat. It was a silent ride until he cleared his throat and began to speak."I'm sorry, about the other night. I didn't mean to come across that way. I apologize if I have offended you."

"Don't worry about it. I didn't tell Tig, or anyone."

"Good.." He smiled at her and patted her knee. When they first arrived at the vehicle owner's house, Alexa began to feel queasy.

"Chibs I have a bad feeling about this.." She quietly told him.

"Don't worry Alex, everything is fine." They walked up to the vehicle that fit the description of her repo list. Alexa walked over to the windshield on the drivers side to check if the VIN number matched, while Chibs stood watching.

"This is it.." Alexa folded the paper and placed it in her pocket, squatted down and began to search for a place to hook the towing cable. As Alexa continued to search the vehicle, a man stormed out of his house, holding a shotgun in his hand.

"What the fuck you doing with that vehicle?" he spat.

"We're repo-ing it." Chibs said helping Alexa chained the car onto the repo truck, he got up and flashed the paperwork to the owner of the vehicle .

"You ain't taking that anywhere.." The man said, spitting on the ground.

Chibs eyed the shotgun in the mans hand.

"Just pick it up when you have the money. Have a good day."

As Chibs turned his back, Alexa noticed that the man was going to shoot Chibs. She ran towards him and pushed Chibs out of the way as the man pulled the trigger. The man missed, but Alexa felt an intense stinging pain on her right arm, a small pellet had penetrated her shoulder. Alexa screamed in agony.

"You son of a bitch!" Chibs ran towards the shooter and punched him really hard in the face. The man dropped his weapon and placed his hands on his already bleeding nose. Chibs tackled him down and continued to punch his face repeatedly.

"Chibs! I'm sure he is hurt enough, now please help me!" Alexa's wound was bleeding profusely. She had ripped her shirt and wrapped it around her wound to keep her from losing anymore blood.

Chibs stood up and rushed to her, picked her up, and put her in the truck. He started the truck and quickly dialed Jax.

"Call the doctor, Alexa's been hit by a fucking shotgun pellet!" He tried his best to calm his voice but anyone could tell that he was panicking.

"I really hope I don't get fired for this.." Alexa weakly said. The amount of blood loss was making her disoriented.

"Hang in there, keep pressure on the wound, were almost there."

"Tig..." Alexa mumbled as she fell unconscious.

"We have to go back and kill that fucker!" Alexa could hear Tig yelling from her room. She didn't want to retaliate or anything. Alexa just wanted to be thankful for being alive and move on.

Alexa used all her strength to sit up on her bed. Examining her nicely wrapped wound, Tara, Jax's woman did a good job on the stitches. She'd have to thank her later.

Alexa mustered all her remaining strength and walked towards Tig and the rest of the club.

"Please, let it go Tig. I don't want any trouble. I'm alive, and that's all that matters." She said to the group, when they all turned to her she gave them a weak smile. Tig quickly rushed to her and placed his hand on her red cheek.

"Baby..baby this motherfucker shot you.. I gotta do something.. I can't leave him unpunished." Tig said embracing her cheek.

Alexa looked over to Clay;his facial expression was blank. He clearly didn't care about the situation. Alexa didn't want to get fired. She had to make this right.

"Look. I'm alive. Chibs almost punched the man to death. I think we are even. Now please drop this!" She said raising her voice but winced at the first slight of pain. Tig clenched his fist and looked at Alexa with a look of agony. He let out a sigh, burrowing his brows.

"Okay.. I won't kill the motherfucker! Happy!?" He gritted through his teeth.

"Thank you. Now, can someone find me some fucking Xanax?"

Chibs stared at the couple from a distance away from the group. He knew that Tig would be asking him where the man was after he put Alexa to bed. He just hoped that this didn't start an unnecessary war, even though he wished he had killed the piece of shit himself. He knew that Alexa would never forgive him, and decided it was best to just let it go. It seemed that the rest of the club agreed to no retaliation, but knowing Tig, they knew that he would try and do something on his own.

"Tig, can you please stay the night with me?" She whispered .

"Of course baby... I'll stay here with you.."

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