Page 3 of Breaker

Quinn – 20 Years Old

I pace in front of the boy's dorm room, ignoring the looks a few people keep giving me. I've been seeing Kai for nearly two years since joining Huntersville College. We're both looking to work in the same field, pursuing our bachelor's degrees in education. He was sweet and kind but way out of my league.

Blond hair, bright blue eyes, with a swimmer's body.

I should be in heaven right now, but I'm not—heck, I honestly don't have any feelings for him whatsoever. At first, he made me feel special, and I wanted that, but something was always not quite right. I couldn't put my finger on it until this morning, when Professor Shaun pulled me aside and demanded that I re-sit a test we had done a few days before, and one from last month. When I aced them, he admitted the lovely Kai has been flipping copying me, and has been for the past two fricking years!

How is that even possible?

How did he not get caught for so long?

Clearly, he was using me, and I fell for it like a jackass, wanting a little attention.

I should have seen the signs. Not only is he bad in bed, so bad he's made my high school boyfriend, “Four-Second Stan”, look good, but he never wanted to spend actual time with me unless it was to get his dick wet or when he needed my notes.

Maybe I'm just better off being single because this dating malarkey sucks.

Growing up, I thought my parents' love was my end goal. It was something I wanted and wished for until I was about seven, when my mother sent me up to his office to grab him, while she spoke to my Grams’ doctor after she was admitted to the hospital.

For a seven-year-old, I was already scared, seeing my grandmother suffer from a heart attack, but walking into my father's office on the cardiology floor with him being the senior doctor, and seeing what I saw…. I'm surprised I even let a boy near me.

I loved my father; I looked up to him and idolized him.

The way he loved on my mother and us kids…. I was a daddy's little girl, until I saw him leaning over some blonde bimbo nurse as he thrust inside of her as she faked moaned.

I remember screaming, getting his attention before his face went white and he pulled out of her in horror. The nurse screamed for me to get out until my mother came up behind me, gasping in shock. My father begged her to listen to him while trying to pull up his pants.

Momma punched the nurse who pleaded for my mother not to report her, which Momma did, before demanding a divorce from my father.

Since then, I have barely spoken to my dad unless I have to, and it's been thirteen years. But after that day, and trauma I was forced to go through afterward, speaking to him is never going to happen again.

Momma and he did work things out. Grams never made it out of the hospital, and Momma struggled losing her only parent, having lost my grandpa to a stroke a year prior.

The doctors stated that Grams died of a broken heart, missing Grandpa too much. Personally, I think her heart couldn’t take all the chocolate she shoved into her mouth, but hey, potato, patahtoe!

Momma and Dad have done counseling and still see someone to this day. He became her crutch after losing Grams, while I distanced myself from them, not understanding how he could hurt Momma that way when she was everything to him, and not understanding how she could forgive the way she did after she moved us out of the family home.

Jack, my big brother, found out about the affair years later. He confronted my dad when he was fifteen. After punching our dad in Momma's honor, he has been willing to give dad another chance.

Idiots!

The nurse lost her job, and Dad was put on probation. As far as I'm aware, he's not looked at another woman since, and always leaves his office door open unless he's with a patient, in which case he has a fellow male colleague with him.

I know he made a mistake, but it's a mistake I won't ever forgive. I idolized him and his love for my momma, only to prove that love doesn't exist, and for my childhood to be ruined.

I sigh before heading toward the front of the male dorms. It's time to end things with the prick before he loses his scholarship.

Maybe I can knee him in his little prick while I'm at it.

I head up the four flights of stairs before looking for his room, but pause when I stop outside of it. Hearing a loud moan from inside, I let out a deep chuckle.

Of course, not only a cheater in school but also in a relationship.

With a grunt, I open his door, which surprisingly was unlocked, then lean against the door frame, crossing my arms over my chest, and watching the disgusting show.

Kai is currently fucking some brunette who, I must admit, looks bored, while one of the science guys is fucking his ass.

Yuck.

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