My Little Dancer
Chapter 4: Tina's Claiming

My mother is being claimed by Ranger, president of the "Wild Lion MC" today. I am standing up next to her, as Ranger's son Storm. I didn't want to come and do this. But I have to. My mother is in love with a good man. I knew my brothers would be here as well.

I stayed in the bedroom until the claim was to start. I didn't know what Ranger's son looked like, but I didn't really care. He is just another man to block to push away from me.

I didn't know just how handsome he would be. I didn't know that I would feel butterflies in my stomach as I looked at him for the first time.

I saw his dark, dark green eyes looking at me. I saw the interest in his eyes. I glared back at him. But he just smiled at me. I turned my head back to what the preacher was saying. Then I took mom's flowers and held them.

I sighed as the wedding was over. I kissed mom goodbye as She climbed behind Ranger on his bike. As they drove away, I waved and then turned and walked over to my car. I got in and drove home.

I watched as she drove away. I understood she hated all men right now. But she will soon learn to trust me. She will run to me for help when she can't run to her brothers.

I will see to that. Only I don't know how to start. I looked over and saw my cousin leaning against the wall with his arms folded watching it all.

"Looks like my cousin has found a woman he wants. Only thing is, she hates all men, and she is your step-sister."

"Look, Storm. She is worth having. She would never cheat on you for one thing. The problem I see here is that she is cold after what happened to her."

"Just what did happen to her anyway."

"Look up her medical records and investigate her. You will find out all you need to know. But before you open the hornists' nest, be prepared for what you find."

You will understand why she hates all of us men. She has had to become cold Storm. So cold I don't think anyone can thaw her out.

"How do you know Tara, Angel?"

"I found her that night. And five of the members of my clubhouse. She was in bad shape. We didn't think she would make it."

"She was bruised over 90% of her body. She had a broken arm and a broken jaw. So yes, we protected her as long as we could."

I watched as he unfolded his arms and walked away. "Storm, if you could ever be with her, don't hurt her. If you do, I will make you sorry."

I sat down and sat on my bike looking at, Storm. I started my bike and drove out of the compound. I thought about the look I had seen on Storm's face as he watched Tara. I knew that look. Storm is interested in Tara. Very interested. This might turn out well after all.

I know Storm. When he loves. He loves. He has not dated for the past 10 years. He won't mess with women or the whores at his clubhouse. He is never seen alone with a whore or woman. Some other men are present to make sure they don't lie on Storm.

I arrived at my clubhouse four hours later. I walked in grabbed a beer and walked over to sit down at my table. I was still thinking about Tara. We had become friends and I don't ever want her to be hurt again.

Tara is smart, beautiful, and the best dancer I have ever known, but her heart is frozen. She doesn't have a heart anymore. She could care less about men. She can take them or leave them. She would rather leave them. Keep them at a distance.

I looked over as my sister, Kathy sat down. "How was the wedding?"

"The wedding went well. Everyone had a good time."

"Did you see Tara?"

"I have seen Tara. She looks good. But she is not happy, and she is angry. Very angry, Kathy."

"Is it true that Storm has been looking at her more than any girl he has ever looked at?"

"It is true. I think Storm is interested in Tara. I fear he won't even break through that ice around her heart."

"What do you expect, brother? Look what happened to her. How can she trust any man since her own father kicked her out of his clubhouse?"

"A girl loves her father. He is the one man that she should be able to depend on. She doesn't have that. He really hurt her when he threw her out."

"Her own father. If every President did that there would be no girls ready for any of you to claim."

"I know that Kathy. I would never do that to you. Never. Being raped is not a woman's fault. I don't understand how her father could do that to her. He has left her unprotected, and she has no one out there to make her feel safe."

I don't need any dam man to make me feel safe, I said looking at him. I would not have been raped if my father made sure I was protected. He didn't give a shit about what happened to me. He wanted me gone. That is why he used the rape to kick me out of his clubhouse.

So, you can keep that bull shit to yourself. I don't want or need any man's protestation. I am no longer a member of his clubhouse, so that gives me the right to get my revenge. Soon I will. I get that revenge when he is not expecting it. And you can believe it will hit his club like a fucking Bump shell.

He took everything from me. My family, friends, siblings, and mother. I will eventually take everything from him. So, he best believes it is coming. He just won't know when it will be. He doesn't know where it will come from. But when I am ready. I will enjoy seeing him fall off that Pesta stole.

I turned and walked over and sat down. "Hello, Kathy?"

"So, Tara. How are things?"

"Going well. Things are falling into place. Mom is finally married to a better man. Now it is time that I move on."

"What do you mean by moving on? Angel asked?"

"Just that, move on, move away from here. Find a town I like even more than this one. Start a new life, stay away from the clubhouses of other MCs."

"I also intend on making my plan against that son of a bitch. Who kicks their 18-year-old daughter out of their clubhouse for being raped? But a son of a bitch that thinks he is smarter than she is. I fixed him two weeks after I turned 18. As you all know. But I am not finished with him yet."

"I know someone interested in you Tara, said Angel."

"He is a good man."

I glared at Angel. "You know I can't and won't date. I do not want to be claimed, then cheated on. And you know why I can't let a man get close to me again. He would be discussed this when he saw my back. So just forget about hooking me up with anyone."

"I do not date. You know that. I came here to let you know that I am leaving town. I don't want to be found. I want everyone to leave me alone. Mom is married now to a wonderful man that will treat her right. So, just forget about me. I don't exist anymore I told him."

"What are you talking about, Tara?"

"I do not exist anymore; I will be a dim memory in your minds. I don't plan on ever coming back here. I am moving on with my life. That is what I mean."

"Give this to my mother when she returns from her honeymoon. I am sorry but I have to go. I have to protect myself, and I can't do that here. I want to forget the last 18 years of my life. I had a father from hell. Now it is my turn. My turn to make him pay for hating me. Not wanting me. And my brothers, I thought they would protect me. Right, that never happened."

"They can all go to hell as far as I am concerned. I don't want or need to have a family like that. So, I will make it easier for them. I will go on with my life. I will make a new home in a new town. I will make new friends. Friends that care about each other."

"This will be the last time we see each other or talk to each other. Goodbye, Angle."

I turned and walked away from him not looking back. I walked out the door and got into my Jeep and drove away for what I thought would be the last and final time.

I had already packed my small house up. The company taking my furniture to my new house was on their way to St. Paris. I bought 25 acres in the country. My house was a three-bedroom, with a three-car garage, full attic, and furnished basement.

Across the street, about one mile from me was a large piece of property with an old motel on it, along with several large buildings, for sale. One thing I hope and pray. No bikers buy that land. I don't want to be around any of them.

I drove into the long driveway and into the garage. I walked inside and opened the front door. I told them where to put everything. When they finished, I thanked them watching as they backed out of the driveway and drove down the road.

I walked from room to room opening the windows to let fresh air inside. I liked the town. It was small and everyone minded their own business. I would be left alone. Unless I invited someone to my house.

I started cleaning the living room. I hung the curtains on the four windows of the living room. I moved the furniture where I wanted it. I then hooked the TV up and made sure it worked before I walked into the office just off the living room.

I did the same thing in this room. When I finished hanging the curtains on the two windows I walked to the kitchen. I made a pot of coffee and made myself a sandwich and soup before sitting at the kitchen table looking out one of the windows.

After I finished, I cleaned up and walked to the stairs and up to the bedroom I chose for myself. It took me two weeks to clean and unpack everything.

When I finished, I drove to Wal-Mart in Piqua, Ohio. I bought two weeks' worth of groceries paid for them and left. What I didn't know was that an MC called the "Worrier MC" from Cincinnati, Ohio was in their meeting room discussing moving the club to St. Paris.

I was sitting on my front porch when heard bikes riding down the road two weeks later. Shit, please tell me they are not a club planning on buying the property down the road. I do not want to run into any of them.

I just opened up a new tattoo shop in town and I know they would come there for their tattoos. Yes, it would make me a lot of money however, I am done with bikers. I just do not want to be around any of them. They are nothing but trouble. Especially for the women around here.

We slowed down and turned our bikes into the gate. We turned our bikes off and looked around the property. It would be perfect for our club. Our club doesn't cause trouble. We are a club that goes on runs to raise money for low-income families. We make sure they have a roof over their heads, food in their stomachs, and clothes on their kid's backs.

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