Page 16 of Breaker

We both grin at each other before we spend the next two hours talking, and the more she speaks, the more I know she's my forever. She seems kind and sweet. She loves kids and her job, and Noah adores her even after only two weeks.

She's fucking everything.

After an amazing evening, I follow her, against her wishes, to her duplex on the edge of town, ensuring she got home safe. I give her a small peck, not willing to scare her too quickly, before heading to the club. God, I’m fucking happy.

I get to the club within twenty minutes of leaving my Goldie and walk inside with a pep in my step. However, I halt at the quietness, my smile soon fading. Everyone has shocked looks on their faces.

Dreading the answer, I ask, "What's happened?"

No one answers me, but I do notice my cousin, my fucking rock, looking ready to fall apart. I look around the room and see everyone staring near the bar, my eyes going to where Doc and—fuck me….

I growl in the quiet room, "Please fucking tell me, Doc, that you have not fucking given your fling, a patch chaser, your fucking cut?"

Prue Sharp, a bartender at our club and a fucking patch chaser scowls at me while Doc looks down in shame, not willing to stick up for the bitch because he knows I'm close with Ken, but he doesn't know we're related, and he's just hurt one of my favorite fucking people.

Prue snaps, "Are you going to let him to me that way, baby? The mother of your child?"

I shake my head at his stupidity and laugh. I can't help it. She fucking trapped him, and because he decided not to act like a man and claim Kennedy when he had the chance, he's fucking lost her now.

I give him a sneer and clap my hands, spitting, "Bravo, Doc…. Did you at least ensure she was actually pregnant before handing her your patch?"

His jaw ticks, and I laugh again. Fuck me…of course, he fucking didn't. Some doctor he is! I'd bet my left nut she isn't, or if she is, then it's not his. Doc values family, he always has, especially after his momma chose her boy toy over her family a year after Lola was born. Prue was clever enough to use his history against him, and the fucker didn't even think twice. And by the looks of things, this is how Ken found out about every fucked-up thing.

I give him a look of disappointment as Kennedy snaps out of her shock and walks toward me. I see the hurt and pain.

"Kennedy…" Doc murmurs, causing Prue to pull him back by his arm when he goes to take a step forward.

As Ken walks out the door, I point at him before Prue can open her big mouth. "Don't even fucking think about it. You have your old lady, now leave Ken alone."

I turn and head out of the door, leaving him with a scowl on his face. He made his fucking bed, now he can lie in it.

I rush to her as she gets to her jeep and grab her arm, pulling her into a hug. She lets out a sob, gripping the back of my cut, and admits against my chest, "He told me they were finished. I-I slept with him, gave him my virginity…."

My jaw ticks as I hold her tighter. Finally, she pulls back a little to kiss my cheek, and then steps out of my hold, and I instantly feel like I want to bawl.

"You're taking the job offer, aren't you?" I ask.

Her tears fall, and she quickly wipes them away before admitting, "I think it's best for everyone around that I'm no longer here."

"But she's probably not even pregnant, Ken," I blurt.

"I know. I saw the gleam in her eyes." She lets out a huff and admits, "She even tried to warn me away a few months ago, even though he was always meant to be mine. But now…now he's hers, baby or not. He gave her his cut without question." She sniffs. "I-I can't stay here, around them, momma and daddy, or this club, I-I just can't."

I nod, hating the situation he's fucking caused, and rasp, "You better fucking keep in touch with me, do you hear me?"

She lets out a watery laugh before hugging me. "Of course. Noah would never forgive me, but I don't…I don't want to stay in contact with anyone else. I think a clean break is best."

I nod in understanding and hold her tighter. "Make sure you stay in contact with Sniper, too. You know he'll be pissed otherwise. Go make me fucking proud little cuz, yeah? Rule that hospital and show them how amazing you are, and how much you deserve to be on that program. Believe that no one is better than you as their NICU nurse."

She nods, holding me tighter before releasing me and climbing into her jeep. We lock eyes one last time before she shuts her door, leaving me feeling alone.

My best fucking friend.

My anger takes hold. She doesn't even get to meet Quinn because of that fucker.

Shaking my head, I go back inside to see Lola being held back by her dad as she screams at Prue, who stands there with a fucking smirk, all while Doc stares off into space.

The fucker.

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