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at least let him know at some point about her. Otherwise, the father’s name wouldn’t be listed, with it listed if anythin ever happened to Kori, Tic would be informed. She couldn’t be that ignorant not to think of this.
Kori is one smart as hell woman, always has been. My feelin on the matter is she was gonna tell him in the beginning and her father found out and threatened her. According to Tic, her journal talks of her finding about her pregnancy, excited about havin a piece of Tic with her and couldn’t wait. To tell him to, her dad finding out and threatening to have the baby taken away or killed while inside Kori. So, she ran scared out of her mind, but didn’t come to Tic, scared and not thinking at the time.
When her father found her again, he showed her pictures of the club and members. She wasn’t sure if he’d falsified pictures and papers, in her journal Tic said she wrote she was pretty positive he’d falsified information to put her in a corner with no one to turn to for help. He told her exactly what he’d do to the ‘ bastards ’ father and ‘ little club friends’ if she ever communicated, got in touch with, or ever tried to reconcile with.
Tic wouldn’t tell me what it is that was said would happen, but he got a look on his face that made me not want to push the issue. He will tell us in time when he’s ready to do something about the issue at hand. I have no doubt we would be taking care of this issue. Issue being, getting his soul back, his Ol’ lady and daughter, and removing her father from the picture ‘permanently’.
“Tic, brother, I have your back. Whatever you decide, know I’m there with you. It’s time for our sister to come home along with our little princess. We may not know her, but she’s ours, she’s Rage Ryder. Always brother, we will all ride with you and fight with you and for you. No questions asked. Never forget that and never question that. Yeah? Gotta go, leavin at first light and need to see the Ol’ lady.”
He got up and gave me a man hug and slapped me on the back showing his appreciation for my loyalty and words. Trust me, I read Tic. Time to go home to my baby doll. This’ been a long day and another one is comin my way tomorrow.
A fter taking my shower and taking care of all my morning routines I turned the coffee pot on to go with the muffins the girls were bringing home and turned on some music to pass the time. I went and finished dressing, I had everything on except my socks. I can’t stand walking barefoot, but don’t mind so much in my socks. I took off my house-shoes and replaced them with a pair of fuzzy socks, and was in the debate of rather I wanted to put on that stupid arm sling or not. I hate it, I really, really do! I know it’s supposed to speed up my healing time, but it keeps me from the mobility I crave for the projects and just basic moving my body desires.
My brain doesn’t process this stupid, confining sling and I end up frustrated and pissed right the fuck off when I can’t do what I want while wearing it. The only thing is, I know worry wort and mother hen will be here shortly, and they don’t let me get away with anything. I doubt we’ll do anything too physical other than sitting, planning, and shit talking and planning the boy’s demise. Oh, and don’t forget the muffins and ice cream we have awaiting us in the freezer. This may end up the best revenge planning party known to woman.
I have the evil twin planning party heading my way. I plan to learn everything they have to teach me. Not long after the duo walks through the door with laughter and evil smirks upon their faces.
“What? What have you two been up to? I know those smirks and laughs; you save those for when you’ve either done something or planted a seed somewhere so spill it.”
“Its good sis, Sky just gave Travler food for thought with one of her infamous smirks and finger waves as I got into the car
Kori is one smart as hell woman, always has been. My feelin on the matter is she was gonna tell him in the beginning and her father found out and threatened her. According to Tic, her journal talks of her finding about her pregnancy, excited about havin a piece of Tic with her and couldn’t wait. To tell him to, her dad finding out and threatening to have the baby taken away or killed while inside Kori. So, she ran scared out of her mind, but didn’t come to Tic, scared and not thinking at the time.
When her father found her again, he showed her pictures of the club and members. She wasn’t sure if he’d falsified pictures and papers, in her journal Tic said she wrote she was pretty positive he’d falsified information to put her in a corner with no one to turn to for help. He told her exactly what he’d do to the ‘ bastards ’ father and ‘ little club friends’ if she ever communicated, got in touch with, or ever tried to reconcile with.
Tic wouldn’t tell me what it is that was said would happen, but he got a look on his face that made me not want to push the issue. He will tell us in time when he’s ready to do something about the issue at hand. I have no doubt we would be taking care of this issue. Issue being, getting his soul back, his Ol’ lady and daughter, and removing her father from the picture ‘permanently’.
“Tic, brother, I have your back. Whatever you decide, know I’m there with you. It’s time for our sister to come home along with our little princess. We may not know her, but she’s ours, she’s Rage Ryder. Always brother, we will all ride with you and fight with you and for you. No questions asked. Never forget that and never question that. Yeah? Gotta go, leavin at first light and need to see the Ol’ lady.”
He got up and gave me a man hug and slapped me on the back showing his appreciation for my loyalty and words. Trust me, I read Tic. Time to go home to my baby doll. This’ been a long day and another one is comin my way tomorrow.
A fter taking my shower and taking care of all my morning routines I turned the coffee pot on to go with the muffins the girls were bringing home and turned on some music to pass the time. I went and finished dressing, I had everything on except my socks. I can’t stand walking barefoot, but don’t mind so much in my socks. I took off my house-shoes and replaced them with a pair of fuzzy socks, and was in the debate of rather I wanted to put on that stupid arm sling or not. I hate it, I really, really do! I know it’s supposed to speed up my healing time, but it keeps me from the mobility I crave for the projects and just basic moving my body desires.
My brain doesn’t process this stupid, confining sling and I end up frustrated and pissed right the fuck off when I can’t do what I want while wearing it. The only thing is, I know worry wort and mother hen will be here shortly, and they don’t let me get away with anything. I doubt we’ll do anything too physical other than sitting, planning, and shit talking and planning the boy’s demise. Oh, and don’t forget the muffins and ice cream we have awaiting us in the freezer. This may end up the best revenge planning party known to woman.
I have the evil twin planning party heading my way. I plan to learn everything they have to teach me. Not long after the duo walks through the door with laughter and evil smirks upon their faces.
“What? What have you two been up to? I know those smirks and laughs; you save those for when you’ve either done something or planted a seed somewhere so spill it.”
“Its good sis, Sky just gave Travler food for thought with one of her infamous smirks and finger waves as I got into the car
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