My Little Dancer

I was feeling good. Beth and I walked out the front door and she lit a joint. Sara and Donna joined us. As we finished the joint I looked at the girls.

You know what? I feel like dancing. I want to show Psycho what he lost, and that I can have any man I want. Even though I want him. I can't do it. He ruined everything.

I didn't know that Beth would tell Devil that I was going to dance. And for them to put "wipe out" on.

I looked over at Temper. He walked over to me. "The girls are going to dance. "Have them play "whip out" when they finish put the four poles up."

"Will do. I walked over to the band and told them what to play."

I really feel good. I want on that dance floor. Then they played our song. I jumped up and followed the girls to the stage.

The stage was circled and we looked at the college girls. Soon we were the only ones on the stage. Psycho was furious. He looked at all the men around the stage.

I knew he understood the message. He knew I could have my pick of men if I wanted. He also knew that never again will he have this in his bed. At least not for a very long time.

The song was over and we were helped off the stage by a few men standing close to the stage. I walked over to the table with the girls. It felt good to dance again.

I missed it. I was happy. I had not been happy or had a good time since I found out about the whore and Psycho. I am going to enjoy myself. To hell with Psycho and that whore.

Soon Beth pulled me towards the stage. I grinned as I saw four poles. We were all having a good time. Until that whore started talking to Psycho.

I walked over and grabbed her hair pulling her back towards my chest. I removed the knife from my boot. I got quiet.

"What the fuck did I tell you two?"

"I brought the knife up and slashed her face. I brought it up again and slashed the other side. Then I made other lines across them.

There was blood everywhere. You want this whore. You can have her. I threw her into Psycho's arms. I saw the look of shock in his eyes.

"Never forget Psycho. I do what I say I will do."

"You want her so bad. Let us all see if that is true now that she is not so beautiful."

I looked down at my shirt. "Fuck. I need a clean shirt."

I watched as Temper walked down the hallway. He came back with a black tee shirt and handed it to me. Beth walked over and I followed her to her bedroom.

Inside I removed my shirt and threw it in the trash can. I washed that whores of blood from my face, arms, hands, and chest.

I then pulled out the shirt Temper gave me. I fell to my knees. We walked out of her bedroom and back to the bar. We walked over to the table and sat down.

I saw some prospects cleaning the whores blood up. We all looked at the doctor and walked over to the table. "Whoever cut the whores face did a bit of damage, Devil."

"I don't care. I gave Tara permission to do to her whatever she wanted."

"That whore was warned. She and Psycho didn't listen. They should have. I hope she is so fucking ugly now Psycho will realize that he will have to put a flag over her face and fuck her for glory's sake."

"You did that to her?"

"Do you have a problem with that?"

"You didn't have to do that damage to her."

"Yes, I did. I do what I say I will. Best fucking remember that doctor."

I saw the anger on his face. "What's the matter, doctor? She doesn't look beautiful enough to fuck anymore?"

He turned and walked back the way he came. I looked over at Psycho. He was wearing a different shirt. Must have good a lot of that bitches blood on him I thought.

"What's the matter, Psycho? That whore won't look good enough for you to fuck now?"

"If you must know, Tara. I have fucked her before. I asked her to marry me in college. She turned me down."

"Good for you. The truth comes out. Finish it, Psycho. Wait, I will do it for you. Given the chance, you planned on fucking her again didn't you."

"No, Tara I did not plan on fucking her again. I wanted to show her that you had what she wanted but she wasn't going to get it."

"You had more on your mind and you know it. You wished that you had waited to marry me. Then you could take her to the clubhouse instead of me."

I just looked at Tara. I saw Sara's and Donna's eyes widen. Shit, I showed the emotion in my eyes. They all knew that was just what I was thinking."

I saw the look in Tara's eyes. She knew. She showed no emotions. But I just knew what she was thinking. I looked away from Tara and over toward Temper.

I saw the anger in his eyes. Just so you all know. Temper is my half-brother. No one knows that yet. "What Temper? You wouldn't do it if you were in my place?"

"No you dumb son of a bitch. I wouldn't do that to my wife. The whore is in the past. My concern now would be my wife if I had one."

"If I wanted to fuck it would not be with that whore or any whore. I would go make love to my wife. Where I belong."

"You had it made. I remember how much you talked about loving Tara. How if you ever had the chance to marry her you would. How you would treat her like a queen."

"How you would never cheat on her. Now, you cheated on her. Yes, given the chance you would fuck that whore again. No, you are not treating your wife like a queen. Instead, you treated her like shit when you made out with that whore."

"Hell, you have not even been married that long. You have been married for what two years? You don't deserve Tara."

"You think you do?"

"Any man with a brain in his head deserves her more than you do. But she won't divorce you. Not yet at least. It will happen though because you will make the biggest mistake of your life. When she catches you, she will divorce you."

I had heard enough. I stood up and looked at my brother. Temper, stay away from my wife."

"She stopped being your wife in every sense of the word when you cheated. Remember that brother."

We all watched as Psycho stormed across the room and out the door. I turned and looked at Temper. "Did he call you brother?"

"Yes, Tara. I am his older brother."

"I see. He never told me you were his brother."

"He won't. He doesn't want his woman near me. He is afraid she will like me more than him."

I turned back around and picked up my beer. I took a long drink and sat it down. When I finished my beer I told everyone goodbye. I walked out of the clubhouse and got in my car.

I started it and drove home. When I arrived and walked into the house Preacher looked at me. "Who's shirt are you wearing?"

"I told him what I had done. Then I told him what Psycho said. Preachers eyes widened. He knew that Psycho planned on fucking that whore."

"Tara, I am sorry. You do not deserve this. You deserve better. Psycho should never have done what he did and planned on doing."

"You don't deserve everything that has happened to you."

"Preacher, thank you for caring about me and Angel. I wish the things that have happened didn't happen. At least now he won't fuck that whore."

"But, there will be others. And when I catch him at it. I will divorce him."

"You will always be welcome here."

"Thank you, for watching Angel on short notice."

"I will do it any time. Just call."

I watched him walk out the door and over to his bike. Once he started it I shut the door and turned the lights off. I locked the door and pushed the button for the shutters.

They closed down on all the windows. I walked down the hallway and checked on Angel. I then went to my own bedroom. I took a shower and put on one of my tee shirts, underwear, and shorts before turning the light off.

I walked over and climbed into bed. I lay down closed my eyes and fell asleep. I tossed and turned. All I was seeing was Psycho fucking that whore.

I sat up in bed then stood up and walked to the bathroom. I walked into the bedroom and down the hallway. I checked on Angel and then walked to the kitchen

I made a pot of coffee poured a cup and walked to my office. I saw the envelope on the desk. I sat down and opened it. I looked at the divorce papers.

I read them very carefully. At least he wouldn't try to take Angel Marie from me. I picked up my cup of coffee. I read them again and again.

I took a picture of them and sent them to Donna, Sara, and Elizabeth. Apparently Psycho gave them to Preacher to give to me. Instead, he left it on my desk.

I sent the picture to Preacher. "This was in the envelope. Did you know he wanted a divorce?"

I looked at them and pen on my desk. "Fine, if he wants the divorce he can have the divorce. I signed my name and placed it back into the envelope.

I stood up and went to pick up Angel. I dressed her in clean clothes before carrying her to the kitchen. I fried bacon and eggs and put her plate on her tray before I carried my coffee and plate of food to the table.

I wiped the tears from my face. I ate and cleaned Angel and her tray before rinsing the plates and putting them in the dishwasher.

I lifted Angel in my arms, grabbed my car keys and the envelope,e and walked out to the garage. I started the car and backed out as soon as the door opened.

I drove to Psycho's clubhouse. When I walked in I saw most of the members and Psycho. I walked over and threw the envelope in his face.

"You want a divorce you got your divorce. I signed the papers. Now you can do what the fuck you want to do. Just do not involve me in any of your shit."

I turned and carried Angel out to the car and put her in her car seat. Inside the clubhouse, the members were looking at Psycho in shock.

"That is what you fucking wanted me to give her? Psycho, you are a fucking fool. You didn't have the guts to do it yourself. Instead, you used me to hand her divorce papers."

"I am glad she left before I could. Instead, I lay them on her desk. Don't ever do that again, Psycho."

I started at the envelope. I didn't think she would sign them. I thought she would come back instead. I looked up at Revenge. "I didn't think she would sign them."

"What the fuck did you think she would do when she opened it and saw that?"

"Of course, she would sign them. That paper tells her you don't want her anymore. You know as well as I do that she won't stay where she is not wanted."

I turned and walked out the door of the clubhouse. I could not believe he would do that. Now, he has to file them at the courthouse. We all watched as Psycho picked up the divorce papers and stood up.

"Don't look at me that way, Revenge. She would not have signed them if she didn't want the divorce. Psycho told him."

"She signed them because you want the divorce. Not her. A bit late to try and salvage what is left of your marriage."

"I am going for a ride. Do you want to come Sara?"

"I sure do. Get me out of this club and away from that liar."

I watched as Revenge and Sara walked out of the clubhouse. I don't want this divorce. I did know what she would do when she read the divorce papers. I knew she would sign them.

I want to call her, or race after her and tell her I didn't really want the divorce. But she won't care. She will tell me to leave. I fucking hurt her again.

I turned and walked out the door and sat on my bike. I rode out of the compound and to the town where I parked my bike in front of the courthouse.

I didn't see, beth, Storm, or Devil watching me. Then we turned and looked at Beth as her phone rang.

"It's Tara." I listened to her tell me everything. I looked up at Devil a second later. I will be over soon, Tara."

"That fool left Preacher divorce papers to give to Tara last night. He didn't so he laid them on her desk. Tara found them this morning. She signed them."

"What the hell did he think she would do? Crawl back to him on her hands and knees?"

"Something like that. She is not going to stay where she is not wanted. She said if he wanted a divorce he was going to get it."

"After breakfast, I am going to Tara's house. I will meet you both back at the club later."