Chapter 7

Doc

I watchas Breaker follows the love of my life as she walks out of the clubhouse, my heart following along as my dad grips my shoulder, knowing I can"t run after her like I want to.

Fuck, I shouldn"t have even called after her like I just did.

We couldn"t fucking find the extra footage. I managed to destroy her phone, running over it with my truck several times, and blamed it on another driver. The so-called footage she has hidden, we can"t fucking find it, which means I had to give in to her demands; not having enough time to bring the club in on what"s going on. If this bitch gets wind that I"ve told the club, she"ll take Kennedy down just to spite me, knowing how I feel about her.

I can"t fucking chance it.

Prue glares at me and growls, "Why in the hell are you shouting after her, huh, when you"re now with me. We"re having a baby, so get used to it. It"s bad enough you refused to move me into your home here."

I glare at her and snap quietly so the brothers can"t hear me, "I"ve bought you a small apartment near club property, be fucking happy you"ve got your own way, especially when you refuse to show me proof that you"re actually fucking pregnant. You"re wearing my patch and my ring on your finger; you"ve got what you asked for, so back the fuck off."

She narrows her eyes as my dad"s grip tightens, knowing I"m ready to blow. The front door slams open and Breaker storms in.

I hold my breath, waiting for Kennedy to follow just so I can look at her because, fuck, have I missed her. My heart and body are drawn to her, and I hate that she got involved in what I did to protect me, because now I have to hurt her to save her.

Fuck, I wish I had realized how she felt for me years ago. She would have had my baby in her belly right now, my ring on her finger, and Prue would be nothing but a fucking footnote in my life.

I watch as pure anger shines through Breaker"s eyes, my father muttering, "Fuck, he"s going to hit you, and I"m going to have to let him, aren"t I?"

I nod. We knew Breaker would take it the hardest. It took my dad two hours to convince me that it"s a brother-sister love between them, and that"s the only reason I"m allowing him to do this right now. I need to stay in character to keep Prue happy, me calling out for Ken already pissing her off.

I need that fucking footage so I can get my girl back, and then spank her ass for burying that body, before tying her to our bed, where I will torture her with my touch, then fuck her.

I"d bet my Harley that what she witnessed and what she did haunts her.

Breaker rushes down the steps toward me, and I brace myself just before his fist hits my jaw. I purposely fall to the floor with a thump, my dad clearing his throat, wanting to laugh, knowing I basically threw myself down.

Jackass, he knows I"ll end up fighting back otherwise.

The club goes silent, and I look at him in shock, playing the part of the betrayed brother when he points at me and states, "Well done fucker, Ken"s decided to leave town. I hope you"re proud of yourself."

My shock becomes real. What the fuck? I get up and get in his face, then demand, "What the fuck do you mean she"s leaving town?" I ignore the bitch beside me, and my father curses, not seeing this fucking coming.

She can"t fucking leave, she can"t; I just needed fucking time, that's all. I just need time?—

The bastard smirks, making me want to punch his face as he states, "Just what I said. Well done, brother, for not confirming the bitch was actually pregnant, and well done for taking a virginity that you had no right taking, when you were still seeing the whore. Don"t fucking bother speaking to me again."

He shoves me, and pure panic and pain slam into me.

No, no, no, no….

My dad squeezes my shoulder and follows Breaker, trying to help me de-escalate the situation so I don"t lose him as a friend and stepbrother. Plus, he also knows Breakers has to go and tell Noah, who loves Ken, that she"s leaving.

I storm off, ignoring Prue shouting my name with laughter in her voice, like the fucking bitch she is.

Not only has my brother, my best fucking friend, turned against me, making me question his feelings for my girl, but she"s leaving, fucking leaving.

I slam into Tech"s room, making him raise a brow at me as Brook, the girl he"s started seeing a few weeks ago, jumps from where she"s reading a book on his chair near the window.

"Uh brother?" he questions, not happy I barged in. He sits up straight when he sees the tears starting to form in my eyes, and Brook quickly stands, concern in her eyes.

"Kennedy is leaving; I need your help, brother," I rasp.

Brook"s eyes widen in shock as Tech slowly stands, clearing his throat, and carefully reminds me, "Lucas…I saw what happened in there; you"ve made Prue your old lady, and she"s carrying your baby. Maybe you should let Ken go so she can move on and find someone to give her what she needs."

I bite the inside of my cheek as Tech looks at me like I"m a predator about to kill his prey, while his girl slowly walks over to him, taking his hand, and proving what he means to her.

I let my tears fall as I rasp, admitting, "When Kennedy was seventeen, I was driving toward the club when I found her walking in the rain with bruises coating her arms, her top torn." Brook gasps as Tech takes a step toward me. "Her parents were having a party, and Nick Jarvis attacked her."

Brook furrows her brows and asks, "Isn"t that the city council chairman who went missing?"

Tech curses as I nod, admitting, "She didn"t want the club involved. I wouldn"t have even known if I hadn"t passed her that night." I take a deep breath. "You know I"ve been in love with her since before I should have even been looking." He nods. "When I saw her, rage overtook me. I tucked her in at my place, then went and found the fucker. He was passed out. I dragged him behind Ken"s house and killed him."

Tech"s jaw works in anger, already seeing where I"m going with this.

Brook speaks, "What"s this got to do with the bitch?"

Tech"s lips twitch, and I give her a half smile and answer, "Prue was obsessed with me. Back then, I didn"t realize how much. She"d followed me to Ken's. She watched me walk away from the body, before filming my Pixie burying it to save my ass."Her eyes widen while Tech looks ready to blow. I finish, "I only took Prue on four dates, trying to control my feelings for Ken, not realizing she felt the same until a few months ago. I fucked Prue once, with a condom, which she claims to have poked holes in, yet she fucked several people since then. Fuck, I never even came inside her, brother."

Brook growls as Tech states, "She"s blackmailing you for your patch and ring?"

I nod."It was either be with her, or send Ken to jail for protecting me. Dad and I managed to destroy the footage on her phone, but she claims to have another and a letter that will go to the Feds if anything happens to her. We"ve spent two weeks trying to find it."

Tech shakes his head. "You should have come to me!"

I sigh. "I couldn"t, brother. She"s watching my every move like a hawk. She"s got friends in the clubwhores. My time ran out, brother, and now…."I shake my head. I"ve lost my heart.

"Is she even pregnant?"Brook asks.

I shrug. "I don"t think so. She"s been trying to get me to fuck her for the past two days, which will never happen. She won"t let me see a sonogram or do a blood work up, either."

Tech nods, sitting at his desk, bringing Brook to him. He states,"Leave it with me, brother. I don"t want you messing with your license bylooking into the hospital data. I"ll look into the pregnancy diagnoses, and start searching for this other video. It has to be uploaded somewhere for her to send it if she"s gone, unless she's left it with a friend on a drive. We"ll get Ken back."

I give him a nod in thanks before rasping, "We can"t tell anyone, not even Snake. I won"t risk Kennedy"s freedom."

His eyes are firm, and he gives me a nod. Brook's eyes soften toward me, and I give him another nod before leaving his room and heading to the common room, determined to go find Kennedy to tell her the truth, after I tie her the fuck up. Because if she finds out about the video, she'll hand herself in.

I can"t lose her….

"Well, I hope your happy with yourself, making that whore your old lady! Now Kennedy won"t answer my calls."

I growl at my sister. She had to open her fucking mouth.

"Lola, as much as you don"t like it, Prue is Doc"s old lady, and you"ve just insulted her, which means a week"s ban from the clubhouse."

Fuck's sake….

I look at Snake, but he shrugs. I know the laws; old ladies are treated like queens, even if some are more than vipers in leather.

Lola screeches while Prue grins wide, and I shake my head.

I head outside to my bike; I can"t deal with any of them at the moment. I have a woman to go after—I just don"t know how I"m going to convince her to stay. The truth is not safe to tell yet, though, at least until she's tied up.

I grit my teeth as I reach Kennedy"s parents" place and see her car is gone, the house in darkness. She fucking left straight away. Anger burns as I rev my bike and spin away, hoping I can catch up to her.

I ride for four hours, and there"s no sign of her.

She"s fucking gone.

My head's a mess, not knowing what to do. I"m at a loss for words.

Why the fuck did she have to bury that fucking body and put herself in that situation?

I rev my bike, heading toward town. Everything passing me in a blur.

"I love you, Lucas,"she whispers, and I smile against her neck, her back to my chest in bed.

I reply,"Not as much as I love you, my Pixie,"before lifting her right leg and thrusting home.

I blink, coming out of the memory of her warm body pressed against mine, just before I see the stray cat in the road. I curse as I swerve to miss it, my bike losing traction and skidding on its side, the asphalt digging into my skin, making me relish the pain even as a vision of Ken's devastated face flashes before me.

"Oh my God, Charlie, is that Lucas" bike all banged up in the garage?"I hear Shelly shout as I gently use the tweezers to remove the small gravel from my arm and side. I was going to just wheel my bike back to my place, but my garage has the Range Rover I bought for Ken for her birthday last month sitting in there, and I don"t need the brothers' interference right now.

"What the fuck?"I hear my dad curse before he shouts, "Lucas? Lucas, son…."

He comes to the doorway of my bathroom in the room he refuses to get rid of, his eyes widening. Shelly is right behind him, instantly crying at the state of me.

All I can whisper are two words, words that break me inside.

"She"s gone…."

Shelly sobs, seeing my pain, as my father rushes over to me, wrapping his arm around my head, andplacing it on his shoulder.

I let my tears fall as he whispers,"Do what we said, son; write to her, tell her how you feel on paper, and when she returns, which she fucking will, give her each letter you wrote. Call her every single day, if she doesn"t answer, leave a message. If she does, then just talk to her until she hangs up. Fucking fight for her, son, show her how much you love her. Show her she wasn"t the other woman, and she is your woman, and in the meantime, we"ll work with Tech to save her freedom, and I"ll get Sniper to fix your bike on the down low."

Shelly sobs as my dad holds me for a little while, before they both clean up my arm and side. They then sit with me in my room for over an hour as I sit in a daze. It"s only when I finally put pen to paper that they leave me to it, Shelly kissing my head, telling me she loves me.

I look at my words with my heart in my throat, the pain from the crash barely registering against the pain of losing the girl who owns my heart, the girl I"m going to search the earth for.

My Dearest Pixie,

Today, you left me. You left without hearing me out, and it hurt. It hurt so much. I didn"t want to make her my old lady, I didn"t want to watch your pain, but I had to because you sacrificed yourself and your beliefs all those years ago to protect me. Now, I have to hurt you to save you.

I feel like I"m dying, baby; I can"t breathe without you, but now I have to, and it"s hard.

I crashed my bike and tore up my side and arm up, yet I don"t feel anything, only your loss.

Come back to me, Pixie, please, come home to me.

I love you.

Your Lucas x