#loyaltyofthescots

[bitchwithaglock]

"Trust me, I’m a doctor."

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Purse in hand, she sauntered into the clubhouse and glared at the new prospect as he grinned in her general direction. "Good morning, M'am." Her eyes narrowed in on him as he spoke, forcing her to stop in her tracks. "Go suck your own dick." Passing him, she pushed into the room she thought was Tig's but with the new layout of the re-modeled clubhouse...she didn't fucking know what was what. One hand on the door while her eyes stayed locked on Chibs, she tilted her head to the side slightly. "That's one way to take someone's temperature." The things these boys' did in their free time, my god. At least they were having fun. "Don't forget to use protection." She warned before shutting the door and walking back down the hallway. 

[tiggerdontchangestripes]

[ foxes in the clubhouse ]

It’s celebration time at the clubhouse. Which means booze, pussy, and…and a lot more booze. Chibs (all but pawing him) gets overly affectionate when drunk, but so does Tig, so he gets it, but tonight, he isn’t having it. For a variety of reasons—namely, Zeppelin. Fawn. And some corked Daddy issues that are currently running very, very hot. 

Scotch goes down like water which is why Tig—in the midst of celebrations—seems to have decided to use this moment to confront Chibs. Because they’ve both just been through hell and high water together and proven to one another that they have each other’s backs—despite everything. And now it’s time to settle some scores. He keeps a hand on Chibs’ shoulder, lets out a chuckle of a laugh, and says, genuinely, “I love you, brother—”

Which is when he fists Chibs’ shirt in his hand, yanks the other man over, and pulls him in for a reaffirming pat on the back. Because there, when they pull back, he flashes his shark’s smile and says, “Zeppelin told me. Everything.” Another chuckle--but this one is menacing, a lion poked with a stick. 

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It wasn't the first time Ace had been chewed out by Chibs and she certainly knew it wouldn't be the last. Not with the way she was constantly falling back into old habits. She was too old to keep skirting her responsibilities and he was too old to keep cleaning up after her, yet once again the two were butting heads. Fighting over the same goddamn thing and fuck if she wasn't tired of feeling like a royal fucking screw up. Chibs had his shit together, her own kid had her life straightened out and Ace... she'd given up on her life when Killian died. Since then she'd simply been going through the motions, same ole same ole day after day and there just seemed like no way to break out of it. Even with her brother trying to push her back on the right path, and as much as she needed his help there was always that part of her that couldn't help but get defensive and fight him at every step.Then again she wouldn't be a Telford if she made things easy now would she?

She could feel herself growing tense now, watching his lips move, but the words barely registering at this point. She was a disappointment. She knew, he didn't have to say it there was always this lingering feeling after they spoke. Though it could have just been her own internal feelings echoing back at her. She could never be sure what with their lack of skills when it came to communicating with one another. That was their fatal flaw, that and their goddamn thick skulls that kept them from seeing eye to eye and Ace could only imagine how fucking exhausting this carousel of emotions had to be for Chibs. Especially since he had his own family to take care of now --and Ace didn't want to be a burden on the Scot's life. Tugging at the hem of her shirt the younger Telford lowered her gaze, knowing full and well her eyes would betray the words she was about to speak. "Look we both know tha' no matter wha' y'say  m'no' gon'nae change. M'incapable o' changin', so jus' tell me t'go. Tell me t'leave, tell me tha' ye an' Adi are better off wit'out me an' y'won' see me again. I swear on i'."

Maybe there was a part of her that expected him to call it quits. If she pushed him hard enough he'd eventually snap and realize Ace was a lost cause --it didn't need to be true, she just needed him to believe it. But he wouldn't. He wasn't like Ace. Nor was he like their parents. He was the only one of the Telford's that had broken away from that predestined route of living to disappoint and lived by his own code --a code of loyalty.  

[tiggerdontchangestripes]

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loyaltyofthescots replied to your post:[*flops on and gives love for Christmas*]

[We’ve not opened anything yet XD Waiting on my aunt and uncle to get their asses over here. Though my aunt is nine months pregnant so she can take all the time she needs lol]

[[ Damn, bro, you might get be getting a baby for Christmas. Shove that little Jesus child back up in there.  ]]

[tiggerdontchangestripes]

[*flops on and gives love for Christmas*]

[[ *GIVES YOU ALL THE CHRISTMAS LOVE*

Hope you had the good one! I’m the freak who got a lot of books about robotics and the human brain because I’m writing about sentient robots that take apart human brains. Lolz, sorry parents, your daughter isn’t doing something smart like neuroscience. ROBOTS. Did you do anything exciting? ]]

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[*lays on*]

// Ah yesssssssss. Thank you, dear! :3