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He remarks, "What you both broke,"but I ignore him because I know I should have just tied her up then told her about Prue's blackmail, knowing she would have handed herself in. If I had done that, just maybe our baby might still be here.
I continue, "I love Momma, I do, but she should have told me, you should have told me. I don't give a shit if she's your blood.I'myour family, too, Alex, and not just club. You call my dad, dad; you spent most of your time at my house growing up. You should have told me, both of you should have, so I could have been there, not just to help Ken through the trauma, but to also have my chance at holding Layla and saying goodbye. She was my daughter as well, and we both know that if this was the other way round, you wouldn't have hit me or walked off in a huff. You would have shot me."
He flinches, knowing I'm right. He looks at Kennedy, and my gaze follows. She's playing with her necklace. I smile a little as Breakers asks,"How are you two?"
I shrug and admit, "We're trying. It's not easy; my anger flares up, the hurt over the past year hitting hard, while she'll zone off. Guilt will fill her face, and sometimes sadness.We'retalking every day, trying to heal."
He winces, running a hand through his hair and looking at me. "I should have told you, not just about Layla, but also what she tried to do when she swallowed those pills. I'm so fucking sorry I didn't. All I saw was my cousin, broken. I should have seen your pain. I should have noticed you falling apart, and I'm so sorry for that, brother. If you had left the club, I honestly would have shot your ass."
I snort and shake my head, looking back at Kennedy, and we make eye contact. She tilts her head at me, her eyes shining with nothing but love, making my heart pound. I kiss two of my fingers, holding them her way, and her eyes tear up as she grins wide.
Breaker hums and says,"Yeah, you two are going to be okay. You've let the hurt out, and now you're both healing together. I know her reading your letters is helping her understand your mind frame through it all with Prue."
I nod, agreeing, "I love her, Alex. I love her so fucking much. Leaving the club…I don't know. I struggled to be around here without her, and I think that was my problem. When I found out you and Momma knew about the baby, well, I snapped, brother, plain and simple. That girl is slowly bringing me back, while I try to bring her back."
He nods, patting my back as we both look at Kennedy again. Her eyes are firmly on me, making me smile.
Yeah, we're going to be okay….
Just as the thought hits me, the back door to the common room slams open, making us all look. I stand up straight, seeing Prue and the knife she's holding, a wild look in her eyes. I snort. I smirk, mumbling to Breaker,"Guess the bitch really does want to die,"not at all feeling threatened.
He chuckles and says,"Make sure you just take the knife off her brother; it'll be nice to watch her piss herself in the outhouse."
I grin wide as she runs my way, screeching, the knife held high. The brothers laugh at her, not one of them stepping in the way, knowing I'll be able to get the knife off her, but before she can get near me, the bitch is tackled.
"Fuck! Kennedy!"Breaker shouts as she tumbles on the floor with Prue, and my face pales as Prue gets on top of her, the knife held high.
Kennedy punches her in the face, causing Prue to scream in anger, and I don't think. I drop my bottle on the floor and run toward them. I hear my dad shout, Momma screaming, but I ignore them, my eyes focused on that fucking knife going down toward my girl.
Fuck, we should have made sure someone had hold of her….
It all happens in slow motion, like a movie. I tackle Prue, smashing her to the floor and knocking her out as her head bangs hard. I feel the knife go into my stomach, pain like no other shooting through me, making me grunt and roll off the bitch. I’m coughing and gasping, causing the knife to rip out of me.
I hear a piercing scream as my girl leans over me, pressing her hands down on the wound. I grab hold of them, pressing harder, and she sobs.
"Please, oh, God, what do I do, Lucas? Please…"she sobs, her nursing going out of the window. I go to tell her what to do, but my eyes start to go hazy.
I hear Snake shout, "Fuck, where's Violet?"and Tats',"At Sunny View. "
My girl's panicked eyes are the last thing I see as darkness pulls me into its embrace.
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Kennedy
I blink, pressing my hands harder on Lucas's stomach, blood coating my shaking hands. My ears feel like they are underwater. One moment, I'm looking at the man I love, promising to get through our hurt, grateful he pushed to have our daughter buried next to Uncle Chris, and the next, I'm tackling a deranged Prue, not remembering Lucas probably could have disarmed her.
Oh God, what have I done?
"Kennedy…." Snake says as he grips my shoulder, making me look at him. My tears coat my cheeks.
I sob, "I can't lose him, p-please…."
I hear Aunt Shelly scream in the background, and I look at her to see Bull holding her back, while Smokey holds Crow back. I look at Snake, pleading with my eyes not to make me do this. I know what I have to do, but it's Lucas. I can't….
I can't work on him, I can't….
He runs his hand over his bald head. He admits, "You're the only medical professional here, darling."My body freezes, my eyes widening as I look down at Lucas.
