Valentine

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"I told you this would happen," Tallis said te Kaci as she followed Tillman into his room at the sound of breaking glass. She had never seen him like this. Ever. It was going to take a lot more than sex and drugs to fix the way he was feeling now. Luckily, they had all the time in the world. She slid down the wall, resting her head on his good shoulder before sighing. "What are you thinking, baby?"

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Kaci turned to Solo, black tears streaming down her cheeks. "Please leave, I want to be alone." Once Solo was out of the room, she slammed the door and fell back into bed. They had fucked up big time.

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Tallis and Jeremy had started spending all of their time at the clubhouse, only leaving long enough to go get take out or go home and shower. They had even resorted to having sex in Black's office while he was away. A dangerous game to say the least. Tallis was sitting on her father's desk, a cigarette of a different kind between her lips. "What did DT say?"

Black rubbed the back of his neck as he looked up at his daughter, he was beginning to look exhausted. "Cameron is meeting with Winters. That's a bad sign for us. We have to assume that everyone who meets wit Cameron is against us" He rested his large hand on Tallis' knee.

"How about Patty, Voodoo, and I pay that man a visit, hm?" His daughter was grinning like a demon.

"It'll have to be put to a vote if you plan to do him harm."

She shook her head, holding the smoke in her lungs while she spoke, "Nah, just going to have a nice little talk about business ethics." Tallis exhaled the smoke, withholding the fact that they would have Moira with them. And the fact that they would be breaking into his house. All minor details. Kinda.

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Seven club members were parked outside the Winter residence, black bandanas covering their faces. They were waiting, but Tallis knew they wouldn't have to wait for long.

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Tallis crawled towards Jeremy, placing his head on her lap so she could inspect his wound. "I think we're going to have to cut your arm off, honey." She giggled at her poor excuse of a joke before kissing Tillman softly. Despite how uncomfortable the ground was, she could have stayed there with him forever and ever.

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She curled up next to Solo, resting her head on his chest so she could listen to the sound of his beating heart. It was the sweetest song she had ever heard. "That's easier said than done, Solomon." A sigh escaped her bright red lips. Her head was swimming. There were so many things on her mind, she was beginning to feel like she had found her breaking point. Another earth-shattering sigh bubbled forth. "I don't know about you, but I could really use something to take my mind off of things." She wiggled her eyebrows in false seduction. "I was thinking we could order Chinese! Because I'm too tired to do anything else. Sorry." For the first time in what felt like forever, Kaci laughed.

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Jeremy and Tallis stumbled into his home, laughing so loudly that they could have woken up the dead. Tallis looked around in a state of drunken confusion. How did they get back here? Why was Jeremy's shirt? Was her shirt on backward? As the questions dropped into her mind, she began to laugh. Their night together had been a blur, but she was sure that it had been a wild time. It was just like the glory days when Taylor was still alive. The three of them would go to Lipstick's every Friday night and would only leave when they had been kicked out. "You're bleeding. We should probably shower, because I'm sure there's blood on me too." There wasn't, but she needed an excuse to be naked with him. She pressed herself against him, rubbing her hand up and down while biting her bottom lip.

"I promise I won't be too loud, baby."

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"Where are we going?!" Tallis was leaning towards Jeremy so that he could hear her, her fake boobs practically pressed into his face. At least it was a pleasant one. She gladly took his hand, though, using it to steady herself as she hopped down from the stripper's stage. All of her grace had been wasted on swinging around the pole and she nearly faceplanted into Jeremy well-muscled chest. "Are we going home? I want to have some fuuuuuuuun." She wiggled her brows at him before starting to grope him. It was important that he knew she wanted him. All of him. Naked and on top of her. Her nails kissing the soft flesh of his shoulders.

God, she wanted him right here and now. He was better than anyone else she had been with, and she had been with a lot.

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Kaci had never liked someone touching her feet, but she had never minded when it was Solo. "Talking to Tallis always puts me in a bad mood, and it didn't help that Jeremy lost his shit on me today." She sighed as she absentmindedly began scrolling through her gallery on her phone. Most of the pictures were of her and Solo. They brought a smile to her pretty face. "Tallis basically told me that I don't have what it takes to be your old lady, and I'm starting to think that she's right. You need someone like her...someone with a heart of ice." Just talking about this put a bitter taste in her mouth.

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“You know I’m going to kill him, right, Tallis?” He could say that all he wanted, but Tallis knew that Cameron was her's to kill. No one would take that from her, not even the man that was trying his best to protect her. Tallis wrapped her arms around him, only letting him go when his hands left her ass. "I think I need six or seven shots, actually."

What she really needed was to drink until she couldn't remember what had brought tears to her eyes.

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"I'm at home, come by if you want." Kaci hit send as she collapsed on her bed face first, screaming into the mattress. Tallis' words were eating at her, causing a knot of anxiety in her chest. Would Solomon really leave her once he had gotten his fill? Was she that easily discarded? All the women that Jeremy saw were, so why would she be any different? "Actually, please stop by, we need to talk." She needed to get this off her chest or she would explode.

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Tallis' arms were folded on the bar, her head resting on them like they were uncomfortable pillows. Strippers danced around them, but they didn't even register in Tallis' word. She was drunk as hell and it was only 5:30. Her words were slurred as she spoke, "Tillman, I think I wanna go back to your house now. These strippers fucking suck!" Her statement earned her glares. "I could do better than allllllllllllll these bitches!" What an idea; her father did own Lipstick's after all. So technically she could do whatever the hell she wanted her. And right now she wanted to swing around a pole. She took another shot before stripping down to just her thong, making her way to the pole with a surprising amount of grace.

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Black nodded at Tillman's words, his hand never leaving Tallis' back. He had to protect her. At all cost, no matter what. "You have a week, Tillman." President Black paused, his full attention on Jeremy Tillman. "When your week is over we execute him and anyone else you find is involved. No vote. No one spared. Does anyone have a goddamn problem with that decision?" He glared at those sitting around the table, daring them to speak their minds.

The room was silent, the members refusing to look at their President. No one was that stupid.

"Yeah, I have a problem with it." It was Tallis that spoke up. "Tillman just said that an execution would cause a bloodbath, did you miss that, dad? I've seen how the boys of Cherokee City operate first hand, and you aren't prepared. They're fucking ruthless. A civil war will bring us to our knees, and then Cherokee will shove their cock in our mouth...and I've personally had enough of having their cocks shoved in my mouth."

Had Tallis been her mother, he would have gladly smacked the shit out of her. Black ran his tongue over his teeth as he thought. "Even after everything he's done to you...you still protect him. I thought I had raised you better. Were three hospital trips not enough for you?" He knew, and had for a long fucking time. Black couldn't have killed him for wat he did to Tallis, but he could sure as hell kill him for treason and betrayal. "Did the baseball bat to the head damage your ability to think?" Anger was speaking for him by now, and he knew he would regret it all in the morning.

"Fuck you, old man, I'm not protecting anyone. Execute him if you want, but don't be surprised when your plan gets you fucked in the ass." She left it at that before storming out of the conference room. Her father had never spoken to her like that. It was almost as if her heart of ice was beginning to shatter.

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Tallis was silent as she entered the conference room, taking a seat on the arm of her father's ornate leather chair. She looked at everyone but Jeremy and her father. "As you all know I've spent the last few years in Cherokee City, making myself at home in their chapter of the Red Devils. As most of you don't know...I was Cameron William's old lady for most of that time. He's not happy about the fact that I left, and I believe this raid was is doing. He's always wanted to consolidate the chapters, making one large one. I believe this was a power play as well as a distraction to get me and bring me back to Cherokee." Somehow, she had magically forgotten to mention that he had abused her during the time that she filled his bed.

Her dad didn't need to know that.

Black rubbed his daughter's back as she spoke, his face void of any emotion. "Tillman, what are your thoughts?"

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Cameron Williams
Age: 32
Title: VP of Cherokee City Chapter

History: Cameron is Tallis' abusive ex, who wants nothing more than to clip her wings and keep hwe close.

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"I'd like to say that I'm surprised to see you here, but I don't like to lie," as Tallis spoke she plopped down onto Solo's bed. It was lumpier than she remembered. "What the hell are you even doing, Kaci? Whatever is going on between you and Solo won't last. You saw what happened with Jeremy and what's her face." She knew her name, but she would rather chew broken glass that let it fall from her lips.

"Yeah, because you're one to give advice on relationships. Fucking homewrecker." Tillman's baby sister stood with her back to Tallis, her eyes watching the scene bellow unfold. Everyone was running around like chickens with their heads cut off.

The Club Member couldn't help but laugh. "Do you think you can handle this life? Cops knocking on your door at three in the morning. The man that sleeps in your bed coming home strung out on drugs and so drunk that he doesn't remember who you are. He's covered in glitter and smells like cheap perfume and even cheaper alcohol. You going to rub his back after he comes home from beating this shit out of a man, nearly killing him? Are you going to be able to do that, Kaci? Because I don't think you can." She was planning on continuing, but the appearance of police officers shut her up real quick.

Officer Getty whistled at the sight of Tallis and Kaci, licking his lips like a hungry wolf. "What a pleasant surprise to see you, Tallis. How ya been? Ready for Reid to get out in a few weeks?" His words were meant to wound her.

"I'm ready to put a bullet in his head, if that's what you're asking."

"Is that a confession, Ms. Black?"

"It's whatever the fuck you want it to be, Roger."

"I'm going to have to search both of you ladies."

Tallis looked in Kaci's direction and shook her head. "I'll give you all the cocaine I have on me right now and $200 to bring us down there and say that we're clean and so is the room."

Roger Getty considered her offer but ultimately accepted before ordering them down the stairs. “Two women upstairs, boss. Searched them and the room. Both clean.” And with that Tallis and Kaci joined the other members of the Red Devils.

Before anyone could speak, another officer did, "What are two pretty things like you hanging out with these losers? Ah, they always love the bad boys." No one spoke or even acknowledged him, and soon after that, the pigs left. Long after they had left, the motorcycle club stayed silent. That was too close of a call, for all of those involved.

"Daddy, wait! Let me be part of this meeting." Tallis called out before running after the weathered, aging man. They needed to talk. He needed to know about the storm that was coming. They all needed to know about the storm that was coming.

Jeremy's harsh words caught Kaci off guard, her face starting to burn. "I came to talk to Solo about you and Tallis! I didn't know who else to turn to. I don't like what she's doing to you, and you don't fucking listen. You just protect her. She doesn't deserve to be protected!" Without realising it, she was yelling. All of the anger that had built up throughout the months was flooding out of her small body.

Patty stepped between the sibling, facing Jeremy. "Take this somewhere else, Tillman. We have stuff that needs to be attended to, and this drama isn't going to fucking help anyone." He turned to Kaci. "Go home, Kaci, it's not safe here right now. I speak for everyone when I say that we don't want to see you hurt."

"Fuck off, Patty."

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If Kaci had to choose between Solomon and Moira, she would always choose Solo. So instead of driving towards Moira's apartment she drove towards the clubhouse. To her great surprise, the clubhouse was a storm of activity; members were running around like madmen and Black was yelling orders from the helm. "Go home, Kaci!" "This isn't a place for a woman right now." "What the hell are you doing here?!" They even shoved her out of the way a few times, trying to make their point. What the hell is going on? Kase fought through the swarm of people and made her way into Solo's room. He was shirtless. "What the hell is going on here? Everyone is running around like madmen? Are you guys getting in a shipment?" She covered her mouth, she wasn't supposed to know about the shipments.

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Tallis moved rolled on top of Jeremy, burying her face into the spot between his neck and shoulder. He still smelled like sex. "I would love to go the clubhouse, I wanted to discuss some things with daddy anyway." Two birds with one stone. As she let the silence settled in around them, she began running her fingers through his hair while nibbling on his earlobe. She wanted nothing more than to stay in bed with him all day and never leave, but there was shit to do. There was always shit to do. So instead of letting her hand trail down his torso and down into the band of his sweatpants, she slid out of bed and moved towards the bathroom to get ready. Today was going to be something else.

~An hour or so later~

Unsurprisingly Kaci's car was parked in the lot and Tallis hoped that Jeremy wouldn't notice, or if he did...he wouldn't care. With the amount of activity going on right now, though, she was almost sure that he would gloss right by it. "What the hell is going on?"

Black caught sight of Tillman and Tallis, his face turning bright red. "Get her the fuck out of here, Tillman."

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"I've been with, Solo, thanks for fucking noticing. Asshole," Kaci muttered as Jeremy walked away. He was making a mistake, and she wasn't willing to watch him drown. Instead of chasing after him, she stormed out of the house and got in her car. Solo was the only one that would be able to calm her down, but she needed to talk to Moira.

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"Huh?" Tallis pushed herself into a sitting position, pulling her knees to her chest so she could rest her chin on them. How could she tell him? She swallowed hard, rubbing the back of her neck and her shoulders. "Cameron's coming to get me, and it won't just be him. I'm not safe here." She looked up at him with red-rimmed eyes. Crying was something she had done far too much of lately. Everything was telling her to run and hide, but her heart was telling her to stay where she was.

I'm afraid.

She fell back on the mountain of pillows, covering her face with her arms. Her body was starting to ache at the thought of Cameron. He had done so much damage. She remembered the straw that broke the camels back so well.

Cameron had hit her, which was nothing new or surprising, but that night had been different. He had been wearing rings, four of them. Everything but her face had been targeted. Chest. Back. Rubs. Abdomen. Thighs. He laid his fist into anything he could reach. The more she cried out, the harder he hit her. He was trying to kill her, would have if his side-bitch hadn't called him to fuck. After he left that night, she ran. Ran as far away as she could.

Why was he just contacting her now? It had been months. Was she finally sober enough to realize she was gone?