Disclaimer - The characters of this fanfiction, as well as the 'Sons of Anarchy' world belong to Kurt Sutter, with the exception of 'Boo' Trager, who is an original character created by me. I make no profit from this work.
I'm sorry I haven't updated this story in a while, I honestly just completely and totally forgot about it! Anyway, here's the second chapter! Enjoy!
Boo looked round the empty, bare room she had called home for the last five years with a saddened smile on her face. She was going to miss living at Tig's, was going to miss the way he woke her up on Christmas morning at 5am, was going to miss the way he threw water balloon's at old man Peterson – the deaf man in his 90's that lived below them - from her window, but most of all, she was going to miss Tig. She missed him already, so much. In the days since he'd told her to move out they'd not said a word to one another, he when home, retreated to his room and didn't answer her calls, at work he disappeared whenever she was around. To where, Boo didn't know. He didn't answer his phone to her, didn't even talk to Chibs. He was hurting, but there was nothing at all that Boo could do about it. Because he wouldn't let her.
"Yeh okay darlin'?" Chibs asked, returning from the club van, his hand finding its way to her shoulder. The brunette sighed and nodded, placed her hand over Chibs'. She was alright, for the most part. She was moving in with the man she loved, it should be a happy occasion, but with Tig behaving in the way he was it was hard to be happy at all. Or at the very least, it was hard to feel happy without also feeling guilty. How could she be happy when Tig was so sad?
"Yeah I just..." she muttered trailing off. She didn't want to offend Chibs by saying that while she loved the fact they were moving in together, she hated that she was leaving Tig's and that in some ways she wanted so desperately to stay. "It's a hard day." She sighed eventually, leaning her head against her and Chibs' entwined hands. Chuckling softly the Scotsman wrapped his free arm around her waist and lowered his head to her ear.
"Don't wanna be movin' in with me eh?" he teased, kissing gently at the back of her ear. Boo giggled and squirmed, swatting Chibs away. Chibs of course, knew the truth. Boo had been fretting about moving out of Tig's for years, since the day he'd first asked her to move in with him. They'd only been together a few months, it'd been their first valentine's day together and Chibs had taken her for a picnic in the moonlight in a secluded little spot by the docks, right on the water's edge yet surrounded by tree's. Private, hard to find. He'd asked her to move in with him as they lay naked after their lovemaking, wrapped in the picnic blanket for warmth and she'd said no. No hesitation, no pause to even think. She'd admitted soon after that she just wasn't ready to leave Tig's, that she didn't want to hurt his feelings by moving out... And so it went on, Chibs asking Boo to move in with him, her saying no, giving the same reasons she had the first time. Now, despite the fact that Tig had been the one to ask her to move out, Boo was fretting about him still. And with good reason; the Sergeant at Arms hadn't been himself of late. Not since Boo's graduation when he'd asked her – told her – to move out.
"Shut up! You know I just feel bad about..." Boo said, waving a scolding finger in Chibs direction after spinning round to face him before thrusting a finger in the direction of Tig's bedroom door – which he had locked himself behind – her face falling, mouth drooping, eyes losing the sparkle of laughter deep within them. She just wanted to go to Tig, to sit with him until he talked to her, to yell and scream at him until they were able to talk out their differences. She had tried of course, many times in the last few days, but hadn't even been able to get him to open his door. She took a step towards Tig's bedroom, determined to try and talk to him one last time before she left, but was stopped at once by Chibs.
"Leave him be Boo, he's actin' like a spoilt child." The Scotsman insisted firmly, curling his fingers around the top of Boo's arm. No amount of talking at him, of demanding his attention and begging to see him was going to make him come round and behave like an adult. He'd come round in his own sweet time. Eventually he'd miss Boo too much and would skulk round with a sullen and sorry expression on his face. And Boo of course, would forgive him without question... Not something Chibs was particularly pleased about. He was more than a little annoyed with his Sergeant at Arms over the way he'd treated Boo after her graduation, over the fact that he's put his hands on her and shoved her! But he hadn't been able to have it out with the man, more so because Boo insisted against it than because Tig was avoiding him. "He'll come around, I'm sure of it." He assured Boo as he pulled her into his arms for a brief hug.
"Yeah, you're probably right..." Boo sighed as she wrapped her arms around Chibs, smiling softly when she felt him kiss her forehead. She didn't want to wait for Tig to come round, she wanted him to come round now, before she left his apartment, before she was officially living with Chibs. She knew of course, that that wasn't going to happen.
"That everything?" Chibs asked as he grabbed the last of the boxes in Boo's room. The brunette scanned the room quickly, looking under the bed and on the bare shelves before nodding.
"Yeah... I think so." She said. She was certain some of her things were in Tig's room but she had no way of knowing, he was locked away in there and wasn't letting her in. So she'd just have to leave them there until he decided to come out and come round. Chibs saw his girls eyes go once again to her guardians closed bedroom door, saw her face fall, her eyes dull in sadness.
"Come here darlin', it'll be okay." He said as he held a hand out to her. Boo took it and moved closer to him, leaned into him, face pressed up against his cut, shaking fingers tight around his as she reigned in both the urge to cry and to kick down Tig's door and demand that he talk to her. Unable to put his arms around her due to the box he held in his hand, Chibs simply rested his head atop of Boo's. "Yeh'll settle in at ours soon enough and Tig'll get used to living alone again..." he said. After all Tig had lived alone for years before Boo had moved in with him, he'd soon get used to it once again. And he was sure that once he and Boo got home, got back to their apartment, then she'd feel a lot better. Mostly because he planned to make love to her until the sun came up and he had to leave for work...
"I just want him to come out so I can say goodbye." Boo sighed with a shake of her head. Was that too much to ask from Tig? A goodbye? After all the years they had spent living together, all they'd been through with one another? It seemed so...
Chibs, never one to like it when his girl was upset, marched over to Tig's bedroom door and started hammering on it with his fist. He was fed up with this shit! Tig was a grown fucking man and it was about time he stopped acting like a child and came and said goodbye to the girl he had treated as his daughter for the last 5 years or so. Hell, the girl he still saw as his daughter, no matter how much he avoided her and ignored her!
"Tiggy! Open up brother!" Chibs barked as he hammered on the door, harder still each time his fist connected with the varnished wood. He was ignored though, no matter how hard he banged on the door, Tig simply didn't respond. The fucking childish git needed grow the fuck up as far as Chibs was concerned. The man claimed to care so much for Boo and yet he was willing to sit in his room sulking, making Boo feel even more hurt and upset than she already was! "Come on, stop bein' a dick and come talk to yer girl." Chibs growled, giving the door a kick for good measure. Still, there was no response from Tig, just silence. After a moment Boo placed her hand on Chibs shoulder.
"Maybe it'd be better if it was just me and him?" she suggested, knowing that Tig didn't like to take down his walls and show his true emotions in front of anyone but her. Maybe he'd come out and say goodbye to her, apologise for acting like such a child if she was alone. "You know he doesn't like to be Mr. Emotional in front of anyone." She added with an amused tut and a roll of her eyes. It astounded her, always had done, that Tig would take down his walls and be himself for her and her alone. She often wondered what made her so special as to deserve such an honour from one of SAMCRO's most secretive and hardened members.
Chibs nodded knowing as well as Boo did that his Sergeant at Arms was a completely different man when alone with the girl he considered to be his daughter. This was a side of Tig that no one but Boo ever saw... he didn't even let Chibs see that man, despite the fact that Chibs and Boo were together and had been for well over 3 years now.
"Aye, yer probably right Hen, I'll wait down at the van okay?" he agreed, kissing Boo on the cheek before heading out the door with the remainder of Boo's things. He just hoped that Tig would be man enough to say goodbye to his little girl, to put her out of her misery. If he didn't, then Chibs knew his first night living with his Ol' Lady would not be a happy one.
"Yeah." Boo nodded as she watched Chibs go with a saddened smile on her lips. She waited until she heard the main door to the building open and close before she knocked on Tig's door again. "Tig? Come on it's just me now..." she assured him softly, hoping desperately that Tig would just open the door and hug her. She hated that she was the cause of his anguish, that she was upsetting him by moving in with Chibs but he had been the one to ask her to move out, he was the one that didn't want her living with him anymore.
"Fuck. Off." Growled Tig from the other side of the door with such venom and anger in his voice that Boo couldn't stop the tears that automatically sprang to her eyes. Why was he being so difficult? Why couldn't he just come out and say goodbye, put behind them all this stupidity?
"Tig, please!" Boo said, voice faltering only a little, the faintest trace of her despair lacing her otherwise calm tone. There was no reply and as Boo knocked on the door again, she realised that it wasn't locked. If it was then she'd have heard the lock rattle as she knocked on the door, but she hadn't, meaning that she was free to simply open the door and walk into Tig's room. "I'm opening the door..." she informed Tig, feeling that it was only fair that she gave him some prior warning to her entering his bedroom. Tig again said nothing, didn't even protest at her entrance into his room. "Oh Tig..." Boo gasped, tears spilling free from her eyes at the sight that appeared before her once she'd opened Tig's bedroom door wide.
Her guardian, the man she considered to be her father, was sprawled out in his bed surrounded by empty beer bottles and overflowing ashtrays. The air was thick with the smell of beer, stale smoke and sweat, the room dark as the curtains were shut, lit only by a small lamp in the corner of the room; the shadows and dim light of which only managed to make Tig look as terrible as possible. His eyes were bloodshot, sunken into his head and ringed red, blighted even more so by dark shadows beneath them. His clothes were filthy and rumbled, stained with beer, ash and a few days worth of sweat. His hair was a limp and lifeless grease ball atop of his head and he looked as though he hadn't eaten for days. Boo felt her heart break at the sight of Tig, she'd never seen him so distressed before, so utterly broken. And she was the cause of that; she was the reason behind his despair... For a moment, or maybe two, Boo considered just getting Chibs to just bring all her things back up to the apartment but soon pushed that idea aside, knowing it to be futile. Neither Chibs nor Tig would allow such a thing to happen; Chibs because finally, his Ol' Lady was going to be living with him and he didn't want to let her go. And Tig because he was a stubborn bastard that was still insistent that he didn't want Boo living with him a moment longer, despite his current state.
"I said fuck off!" Tig barked at Boo, turning away from her and burying his head in his pillow so that he didn't have to look at his little girl's distraught and heartbroken expression, so that he didn't have to see the tears that were tumbling thick and fast down her cheeks. He knew he was being an asshole, knew that he should just turn around and hug Boo, tell her that he loved her, that he was sorry and that the reason he was being such a jerk was because he was going to miss her terribly but he couldn't bring himself to do as such. It was just too hard to say goodbye to Boo, to the daughter that had lived with him in the end for more than five years, the girl that had given him a reason to come home and just be himself. It was easier to be a jerk and act like he didn't give a shit. "Go out, get outta here!" Tig added when he realised Boo hadn't left, but was still hovering in his bedroom doorway waiting for a goodbye he wasn't going to give her. "You don't live here anymore, fuck off; I don't want you in my home!" he screeched angrily when still Boo did not move. The truth of course, couldn't be further from Tig's words. He did want Boo in his home, he didn't want her to move out at all, but it had long since been time for her to move out and move in with Chibs, who she'd been with now for more than three years.
Boo scowled at that, despair making way for anger somewhat. Tig was making it sound as if she was the one who had decided to move out, as if she had just decided out of the blue to pack up her bags and live with Chibs! Tig was the one ordering her to move out, Tig was the one who'd insisted it was time for her to live with Chibs!
"Why are you being such a dick Tig? This was your idea, me moving out!" she snapped at him, arms folded tight across her chest. Inside she was fighting one hell of a range of emotions, on one had she just wanted to scream at Tig, to shout and swear until he gave in and apologised, said goodbye. On the other she wanted to weep, to drop to her knees and beg him to just talk to her, to admit that he was going to miss her as much as she'd miss him. But mostly, she just wanted to turn her back on the pathetic excuse for a man that lay before her, to walk out of Tig's apartment and not say a word to the man she considered to be her father until he grew a pair and apologised to her.
"Get out!" Tig snarled, now totally fed up with Boo's presence in his home. He just wanted her to go so that he could once again give into his emotions and just weep... he couldn't do such a thing with her standing there in the door looking at him in such despair, waiting on him to just give in and say goodbye. To make sure Boo left, Tig grabbed an empty beer bottle from his side turned and hurled it in Boo's general direction with all his might. It shattered against the wall just to the right of Boo's head and the young woman couldn't help but scream and cover her head with her hands as she fled the room. Tig didn't care though, wasn't at all bothered by the fact that he'd scared her and almost hurt her, all he cared about was that she was now gone and that he could give into his grief in peace.
Boo fled the apartment in tears, distraught and in disbelief that Tig could treat her in such a way. She couldn't get her head around the fact that Tig was not only being a total and complete jerk but had also thrown a glass bottle at her in order to make her leave the apartment! She knew he was hurting, knew that he didn't want to show how he was really feeling but that gave him no right to throw things at her! She was so angry at Tig, livid with him for his cruel and callous actions but at the same time she couldn't help but feel sorry for him, couldn't help but understand why he was acting the way he was...
"Boo? Woah, hey darlin' wait up..." Chibs cried grabbing his girls arm as she tried to dash part him, tear streaked face buried in her hands. He knew at once that something was terribly wrong, that Tig had said or done something to really upset Boo. Chibs wanted nothing better in that moment than to march back into Tig's apartment and punch him square in the face with all his might, but knew without a shadow of a doubt that Boo would never allow him to do such a thing, so he kept the urge to himself. "What's wrong?" he asked Boo, embracing her as she fell into his arms and buried her face in the crook of his neck. Her whole body convulsed with the intensity of her sobs, her tears dampened the skin of his neck and she held onto him so tight, Chibs was certain that had she been a little stronger she could have choked the air out of his lungs.
Boo was in two minds as to whether she should tell Filip the truth about what Tig had just done. Whilst she knew that Chibs would go insane, that he'd storm back into the apartment, smack Tig straight in the face and demand that he apologise to her she knew that that would do no good, that Tig's apology – if it even came – would be empty, hollow and that by allowing Chibs to attack him, she'd hurt Tig even more so, would shatter his heart into yet more pieces.
"Why is he being so horrible to me Filip?" she wailed in the end, choosing to keep what Tig had done to herself. After all, it was probably just a one off; he'd come round to her and Chibs' place tomorrow sullen and full of remorse, begging to be forgiven. Chibs sighed wearily, unhappy that Boo had confirmed what he already knew to be true; that Tig had been an utter asshole to her, that he'd be so cruel to her he'd made her cry.
"Cause he's hurtin' Boo and he doesn't like to be hurtin'." Chibs said frankly, pushing a tender kiss to Boo's forehead. His girl nodded and sniffed, but otherwise didn't respond so Chibs gave her a moment to calm herself down a little before adding "Come on, let's get yeh home. Yeh'll feel much better once we're home." with a sly smirk on his lips. Boo chuckled at that, knowing exactly what Chibs planned to do to make her feel much better and quite frankly, it was exactly what she needed. It would drive away her despair and pain, would stop her from agonising over Tig, what he had done to her and how long it would be before he came round and begged for her forgiveness.
"Cause when we get home you're going to shag me senseless?" she asked hopefully, looking up at her man with an expectant grin.
"Somethin' like that." Chibs assured her with a wink before ducking down and pressing a deep and passionate kiss to his Ol' Lady's lips.
The next chapter will focus on both Boo and Tig's first night away from one another.
Until then reviews would be loved; they are extremely motivational and make my writing more than worthwhile!