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The bitch quit her job immediately after I gave her the cut; a cut that no one has noticed, including Prue, is fake. My dad ordered a cheap one online. The proper cut is at my home. It's Kennedy’s; it always has been.
Fuck, her nickname is sewn on front of it.
"Doc…" Prue sobs, and I sigh, waiting for her dramatics. She's apparently nineteen weeks pregnant; funny enough, she hasn't gained any weight. She still looks as small as she fucking did with a tiny pouch formin,g like she’s eaten too much shit, and I don't know why, but my gut to screaming at me.
She's about to claim miscarriage, I just fucking know it.
"I-I lost our daughter, Doc. She-she's gone," she cries.
Shocker.
I put her on loudspeaker and bring up my chat with Tech as she continues, "I-I had to push her out and bury-bury her." I don't say anything, letting her continue her sobbing, knowing she'll fuck up. She trying to act hysterically, which means she’ll slip. "He, he was so small, Doc, so small, and he-he looked so much like you." she continues, and I smirk.
Fucking gotcha.
Me: fucking called it. She's claiming miscarriage. She says she's buried the baby. One minute, it was a girl, the next, a boy.
I take her off speaker, put the phone back to my ear, and ask, "Where have you buried her?"
I raise a brow, waiting for her to correct me, but instead, she clears her throat and whispers, "I've buried her in my hometown today. I-I knew you were working."
I hum and state, "If it was my child, Starlight, I would want to be there and you know that. Yet, you’ve apparently done all of this behind my back. Now, where have you buried him."
I change the gender again, and she starts to cry yet again, acting heartbroken. "I-I…. I've just buried my baby boy, Doc! This is all Kennedy's fault, and your love for her, yeah, that's why I lost her! I lost our baby…."
With that, she hangs up, and I chuckle. I fucking knew she was never pregnant. Not only can she not get the gender right, but she blew me off about where she's buried it.
Honestly, she got me with the blackmail, I don’t know why she’s trying to continue the ruse.
My phone makes a noise, and I check it to see Tech has messaged back.
Tech: She's tried to fucking play you. I'll check the burial and hospital records, but I don't think she was pregnant. She used that to keep you tied to her, even though you were never hers, and when that didn't work, she used the footage.
I growl, dropping my phone, my anger taking over again as I swipe everything off my desk, breathing hard. We need to find that fucking footage so I can then kill the bitch and kidnap my girl.
"Doc, you doing alright?"
I come out of my head and look at Snake, and give him a half smile. I lie out of my ass, "Yeah, these shifts are just kicking my ass."
He nods before calling me out on my shit, frustrating me, "She'll call, brother."
Fuck…. I hate lying to my brothers, especially my prez, but I know I have to. I chuckle darkly, shaking my head, and admit, "I claimed another woman after taking Ken’s virginity; I don't think she will." I sit forward, running my fingers through my hair, my neck tingling with my girl's name, and lie, "I just, fuck, I just want to know that she's doing okay. That I didn't fucking destroy her life. I know I shouldn't have slept with her before breaking things off with Prue, but I just...."
Full pain slices through me as some of the truth hits me hard, knowing I most likely did destroy her a little…because I destroyed myself.
I don’t fucking regret sleeping with her, though.
Sniper clears his throat, wincing before admitting, "She's good brother."
Ah fuck. I make eye contact with my dad, who knows everything, and winces, knowing I need to blow up despite knowing she’s most likely messaged him or emailed.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. I hate lying to my brothers, keeping this a secret, and I hate fucking kicking off with them.
I whip my head his way, playing the part, demanding, "How would you know?"
Sniper winces again, and every brother slides down their seats a little, making Snake mouth 'Pussies’ to them, none of them denying it. I have to try and swallow my laughter.
"She's been in contact with me," he announces, and I glare at him. I thought she only messaged him but he’s making it sound like they’ve spoken. I know she's calling me, but she's fucking talking to him. Seriously?
