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“Son?” my dad questions with concern.
I clear my throat, running my hand through my hair as I sit forward, and I rasp, “I want in on the job with the Huntsmen MC.”
Tech sucks in a breath, Snake’s eyes widening, and he says, “Brother, you’ll be helping them smoke out rats for about a month; Kennedy is back in only a few weeks.”
I give him a smile and rasp, “I’m breaking, Hunter.” My father's jaw clamps shut. “I, fuck, I can’t breathe. She’s in contact with Breaker, Lola, andSniper, yet with me, she’s gone radio silent. I told her everything, I laid all my cards on the table, I gave her every single fucking heartbreaking letter of my time without her, and she wants space from me but has no problem with every other person in this club. I need to leave.”
Tech rasps, “You’re going to kill Prue, aren’t you?”
I nod. “If I don’t leave, I will. She ruined my fucking life, and I’ve had to go along with it. I lost the only fucking thing that mattered to me. I need to leave.” I squeeze my eyes shit. “And I don’t know if I’ll want to come back.”
My dad growls, punching the wall as Snake drops his head. Tech nods in understanding, knowing how hard it is when the woman you love refuses any contact.
I need to leave, otherwise, I’m going to break.
“What about work?” my dad asks.
I bite my bottom lip. “I’ve taken a month's sabbatical. I never have time off; I always go in when they need me. My PTO has racked up, and they’ve told me to call if I need more time off.”
My dad shakes his head. "You leave, and I know you won’t come back, son.”
I nod. “But if I stay, I’m going to kill Prue, and this way, her ultimatum will be on hold. It’ll buy us time to get the footage. I have to go, Dad.”
He shakes his head, hurt shining through his features, and rasps, “Shelly will be upset, Breaker will get pissed, and Kennedy, when she returns, it’ll kill her that you’ve left.”
I swallow hard. “Momma will be okay because she has you, Breaker, Lola, Quinn, and Noah, and Kennedy…this is what she’s asked for, I’m just giving it to her because, Dad, I can’t fucking breathe. I see her and our memories every day, I hear the others talk about their chats with her, and I know I’m going to do something stupid if I don’t go. I don’t want to give up on her, Dad, I really don’t, but she’s already given up on me, and I can’t fight for us alone anymore, especially when Breaker is on her side despite knowing everything I’ve done is to protect her.”
His eyes tear up, but he nods as Snake shakes his head in denial. His eyes meet mine, and I know he sees my pain. I need this, and he knows it because he soon nods, and plans start to be made, including how to break the news to Momma and Breaker.
Fuck, they are going to be angry.
20
Kennedy – Five Weeks Later
I gently remove the cannula from little Ameilia’s hand and smile at her momma, her hazel eyes tearing up. I’ve been back at Huntersville Hospital for nearly four weeks, though I’ve spent my nights at Aunt Shelly’s. The apartment just doesn’t feel like home.
“What if I mess up? Maybe she’s not ready to be discharged….” She panics like most parents in her position do at this stage.
I smile at her again and gently pick up her daughter, who was born at twenty-five weeks but is a little fighter. I gently place the little girl in her momma’s arms and rasp, “You won’t mess up, I promise. You’ll have aftercare for about two months. We’re always here, Jackie.”
She nods, looking down at her daughter lovingly, and I smile. “I’ll go get your discharge papers and every contact number you’ll need if you're concerned, but remember, the doctor said that she is perfectly happy, and what better way to celebrate than to be discharged on her due date?”
She grins, nods, and then looks back down at her angel. I head to the nurse’s desk for the little one’s papers, my mind on my own daughter, who is currently in my apartment.
I told Breaker I needed a little time to figure out how to tell Lucas about Layla, but what I didn’t expect was for him to leave before I got home.
I sigh as I pack the last of my clothes into the suitcase, glad I didn’t buy anything here. My car isn’t that big and, well, I’m surprised it even got me to New York. I’ll be shocked if it gets me home again, so I don’t need to overload the thing.
Home….
My heart pounds at the thought.
I miss my cousin, my friends, little Noah, and yes, I miss Lucas so much, but I don’t know how we can get through everything we’ve been through. He was the guy I was in love with when I went through puberty. I gave him my heart, my body, and my virtue, and he broke me.
I was hurt for so long, thinking he used me, when I should have remembered his character.
I buried a body to save him, to protect him, and he made Prue his old lady to save me.
