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Warning: Sexual Content, Mild Violence

Rated M

Chapter 3.

Alexa sighed as she stared at the three outfits that were resting on her bed. She had finally mustered the courage to go out and see a local rock show. It had been a very long time since she had been to one, and it was about damn time to go out and enjoy herself. It was perfect timing since Tig and the rest of SAMCRO were out on some sort of run, so Alexa had time for herself. The shotgun wound had healed completely, with the help of Tara and Tig, sadly that meant that her daily dose of painkillers had come to an end. Tig was careful enough to give Alexa the appropriate dosage, which at times, did not numb the pain at all. When she had asked him for another dose, he'd have a fit and hide the medication from her. Whenever she had the chance, she'd drink until the pain was no more. Tig thought that was an appropriate way to deal with the pain, ironically enough.

"What to wear tonight..." Alexa reassembled the outfits, trying to match outfit with different pairs shoes.

Piney walked in and placed a drink on her desk. "Thought you'd like a drink, maybe it'll help with your decision."

Alexa went over and picked up the glass of whiskey and took a sip. Piney observed the three outfits that consisted of green pants and a plain black shirt, a skirt and a black tank top with a metal band patch logo sewed on it, and the last outfit, which was a black dress with red trim, and a pair of fishnet leggings to wear with the last two outfits.

"I don't recommend any of these outfits.." He said in a raspy voice. "Are you sure these are even considered to be clothing?" he picked up the skirt and fishnet leggings.

Alexa didn't say anything, and agreed herself that the outfits were pretty skimpy, but she needed a night of escape. All she ever wore were dirty, over sized worker uniforms and it never showed off any of her body's assets. Tonight was the perfect night to let lose and have some innocent fun.

At times like these, she wished she had female friends. It was hard to gush over clothes and shoes by herself. Gemma still didn't like her, and Alexa didn't like her either. Tig had tried to talk to her, but now it just seemed that it hurt Gemma to be nice to her. Alexa couldn't help but laugh at the faces Gemma made at her.

After a long thought, Alexa had finally decided to wear the skirt and the black tank top with a sewed on band patch on the front. After she put on the chosen outfit, she curled her hair, and tried her best to put on some make-up, which consisted of mascara and winged-tipped eyeliner. Alexa threw random things into her purse, and put on her boots. She was ready for a fun night out.

Alexa walked up to Piney, who was now at the bar, opening a fresh bottle of tequila. Twirling around so Piney could see the full outfit, Alexa waited for his response.

"Looks good kid, got a weapon on you?" the old man asked as he placed a bendy straw into the bottle.

"Yes. I do." Alexa pulled out a knife and handed it to the old man. Piney looked at the knife, nodding in approval. He handed it back to her, and walked off.

The venue was packed with all sorts of people. Alexa immediately lit up at the amount of people present at the bar who were the same age as her. The venue had a familiar scent of booze and cigarettes, a favorite mix of odors for Alexa. Back when she traveled with her train-hopping buddies, and had enough money to spare, the gang would hit up the local bars and see bands play. If the whole gang enjoyed the band, they'd agree to follow the band for weeks on end.

The band that Alexa had come to see play was setting up their equipment so she decided to get a beer at the bar. On her way to the bar she noticed her phone was vibrating, it was Tig. Alexa ignored the phone call and signaled the bar keep. It was going to be a Tig-free night, and she couldn't be more excited about it. Regardless if she was alone. Alexa made her way towards the front of the stage. She loved being in the front row, enjoyed the music blasting out of the speakers. Beside her was a man who looked to be in his early 20's. He had long hair, and had tattoos covering most of his body. Alexa couldn't help but admire the pieces of work on the man. The stranger waved his hand at Alexa, who seemed like she was stuck in a trance. When he caught her attention, the man approached her and handed her a drink. Alexa kindly denied it and tried to stop herself from blushing, he had caught her admiring his artwork, she was embarrassed.

"What's your name?" The man asked her, taking a sip of the drink that was intended for Alexa.

"Alexa.." She replied, taking a sip of her beer. "Yours?" she asked,rolling the bottle in her hands with her palms.

"Phil" he said with a smile. "What brings you to the Rusty Key?" He continued, his eyes on the stage. Alexa pointed at the band.

"Been listening to them for years.. even followed them around for months." She shyly admitted. The one perk about traveling the country was meeting bands and partying with them. It gave you a place to crash, and not to mention, the sex was fantastic.

Alexa felt the vibration again, and quickly pressed the cancel button. Tig was a very special person to her, but heck she needed to be away from him sometimes or else she'd go crazy, crazier than him, and who knows what could happen if they were both acting crazy. The band had finally finished their sound check and were ready to start jamming. The band introduced themselves, each member playing a small musical piece with their instrument. Seconds later, the whole crowd was jumping, singing along to the song. Alexa screamed at the top of her lungs, singing ever lyric to the song. She was having the time of her life. By the end of the bands set, Alexa was drenched in sweat, had some bruises, and was missing part of her shoe.

After the band's set was completely over. Phil mumbled "Oh shit, that's my cue.." He searched his pockets for a piece of paper and wrote something on it.

"Call me whenever you want, I'll make sure to put you on the list next time we come around.." He handed her the piece of paper and ran off to help the band break down their set. Alexa placed the piece of paper in her purse and left the venue.

When Alexa got to the clubhouse, she realized that they had thrown a party. Sons from all over the place where there and enjoying themselves. A boxing ring was set up in the distance and everyone was cheering the fighters on. It seemed Half-sack was against an unknown person, and winning. Alexa walked towards the clubhouse trying her best not to draw attention to herself.

Inside the clubhouse, it was a totally different story. Almost everyone in that room were either making out or rubbing against each other. Alexa tried her best not to throw up right then and there. As she made her way to her room, she noticed Chibs by her door kissing on another woman's neck. He smirked at the young woman, and went back to pleasuring the woman in his arms. Alexa gagged at the sight, and opened the door to her room.

Alexa felt like someone had punched her right in the stomach. Tig was on her bed with another woman, and the woman had her knees wrapped around Tig's waist. Tig stopped and peeked behind the woman's back to get a good look at the door frame to see who had interrupted his fun. He froze when he saw it was Alexa, looking at the way she was sweaty and bruised. Tig's lips curled at the site in front of him. He then proceeded to bury his face in the crow eaters breasts.

"Get the fuck out of my room.." She said not daring to look at Tig or the broad on top of him. "Please.." She begged. Her nerves were on edge. Alexa didn't want to believe what was happening, and knew that she shouldn't be this mad, because she was not his old lady. It just really hurt to see someone she loved and shared many nights with be with another woman.

"Hey! Get the fuck out of here!" She yelled, walking towards the bed and yanking the sheets right from underneath them. Tig quickly got up, pushing the old woman off of him, and walked towards Alexa. Alexa glared at the wall adjacent to her, she didn't want to see his face. Tig turned to the woman who was now on the floor.

"Get out.." he said looking down at the floor.

The woman looked at him dumbfounded. "You're not serious.." The raspy voiced lady said.

"Get out!" He repeated. The woman jumped out of the bed and rambled to get her clothes. Tig pushed her out and closed the door.

Alexa stared at Tig in disbelief. He checked her out from head to toe, and looked at her outfit with a disgusted look on his face.

"Seems like you had some fun as well.."

Alexa scoffed at the man. "Not as much fun as you were having." She replied.

"You should probably leave.." she told him after a short pause.

Tig stayed where he was, not moving an inch. Alexa walked past him and began to remove the rest of the sheets from her bed. She'd have to burn them later.

"Leave!" She yelled at him. He still didn't move.

"Not going anywhere baby.."

"How dare you call me baby.. I'm not your baby, and will never be.."

"Don't you dare cry Alexa.." She thought to herself. "This man ain't worth it.."

Her eyes had betrayed her, tears fell from her face. "Why are you still here?!" She yelled and pushed him. "Get out! Get out!" She gave it her all and pushed him once again, but he didn't budge.

Tig grabbed her and started kissing her. Alexa tried to fight it, but didn't have it in her to do so. Alexa wanted him, and wanted him now. She returned the kiss, letting a soft moan escape from her lips. Without breaking contact with her mouth, Tig guided her to the bed, ripped off her leggings, pulled her skirt up and underwear off.

"I love you.." He told her as he kissed her moist cheeks.

"I love you too.." She finally admitted. Tig smiled at her and began to kiss her neck while working his way down to her abdomen removing her tank top in the process. He spread open her legs and inserted his throbbing sex inside of her. Alexa let out a loud moan as Tig slowly began to thrust into her. Each time causing a wave of ecstasy that passed through her body. Alexa didn't want the pleasure to ever stop. Alexa wanted him, no needed him. She couldn't be without him, it was sick just thinking about how much she needed him. Needed him to pleasure every inch of her aching body.

"Say your my old lady.." He demanded.

"I'm.." Tig thrust deeper insider her, Alexa let another moan escape her mouth.

"Say it!" he said through his teeth.

"I'm your old lady!"

Tig thrust even deeper and faster. Alexa dug her nails into Tig's back, drawing blood. He picked her up and slammed her against the wall and continued thrusting into her. Alexa sucked on Tig's neck, causing his skin to redden.

"Please don't stop.." Alexa was getting close to coming. Tig moved faster, and waited for his girl to come. Alexa screamed as she reached her climax. He stopped for a moment to let her ride out her orgasm.

"Finished?" he asked her, Alexa nodded and kissed him forcibly on the lips.

"Now, it's my turn to come" He placed her on the bed, and told her to get on all fours. He pulled on her hair as he thrust inside of her until he finally reached orgasm. Tig let go of her hair and removed his sex from her wet pussy. Alexa collapsed on the bed, trying to catch her breath. Tig laid beside her, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"By the way, you still owe me for fucking that crow eater. Make sure she doesn't come near here again.. If she does, pushing is not the only thing I'll do to her." Alexa said bluntly.

"Don't worry honey, you'll never see that bitch again.."

"Good.."