I grin as Chance the bulldog who came in for a vet check licks my hand and I gently rub behind his ears, the little cutie bringing me a little bit of peace that I have not felt in years, since I was raped.
The past five months haven’t been good, god, they have sucked if I’m honest and the only good thing right now, despite his father still not back from his ride, Cole’s attitude has improved. He’s more helpful, been less grunts and he’s smiling more.
I hate to admit it but he hated that we moved off club property, hated that I was dating Talen.
The kid didn’t like all the change and it is hard not to feel guilty over that. I just, I needed to leave and I wasn’t going to leave my son.
I sigh as I gently scratch Chance’s chin and his butt wiggles.
I’m tired, so goddamn tired and right now, the only time I feel at peace is at work, a place only Dirty knows about and Rose and Brit. Every time Doc has come in to see his old lady, she’s ensured he stays away from this side of the veterinary practice, claiming it’s his penance for forcing me to stay at the club knowing the pain that surrounds it for me.
I mean, do I sleep better knowing I won’t have a cockroach crawl over my face when I sleep? Yes, but does it hurt like hell whenever I have to drive past the clubhouse knowing my husband cheated on me in there for a whole year and the people I thought were my family sat back and watched? Most definitely.
I started to look for some small houses on the down low…
I’m earning more now and being back at Ty’s, it’s helped me save and as soon as he returns, I’ll be leaving again. Our marriage, it can’t survive what he did, it can’t survive me not confiding in him because I was hurt over him watching Hazel and Virginia, or so I thought anyhow if what he wrote when he left was true.
Our marriage is done and he needs to see it, even if I have ended things with Talen and decided against dating for a while. We won’t be getting back together because I can’t forgive him, I can’t forgive the club.
Chance tries to lick my hand again and I smile as I check his ribs.
After Docs little revelation about Talen I knew I couldn’t stay with him even if I thought Doc was lying to get me to dump the idiot.
I felt a bad reaction to him every time he was around me and when I did sleep with him that one time, my whole body revolted. It was like he was bad or something and I just thought it was because of my feelings where Ty was concerned and my rape but Dr. Chimes helped me understand my gut instincts were telling me he wasn’t for me. So I arranged to meet him ata local coffee shop, not needing the brothers intervention if we met at Rebel’s Grub but before I could walk inside he’d met me near the door.
“Why didn’t you want me to pick you up?” Talen asks as he walks over to me where I stopped after seeing him pull up and I swallow hard.
We don’t really need to go into the coffee shop for this conversation and besides, there’s nothing like pulling the band aid off right?
“Because I don’t plan on being here for long,” I admit and he furrows his brows.
“You miss me and wanted a few minutes before going to your new job?” he asks, a cockiness suddenly taking place that I have never really noticed before, one that is not sexy one bit and I slowly shake my head before stating, “I was told something three days ago…”
Talen raises a brow and I grip my bag over my shoulder.
“Actually I wanted to meet up to break up,” I re-try and his eyes widen a fraction before they go cold but I don’t back down as I state, “I know your name is not really Talen and that you were using me so we’re done.”
His nostrils flare before he lies, “I have done nothing but tell you the truth! How can I lie about my own fucking name after months of dating!” he scoffs, “Let me guess, it was that prick of an ex-husband of yours wasn’t it? He’s trying to split us up!”
As he rants my eyes go to his forehead and I furrow my brows. Wow, how have I never noticed the vein on his forehead? It looks ready to burst with how angry he is right now.
“One, he’s still my husband, you know the judge refused to grant the divorce until we’ve completed therapy,” I remind him as I look away from the angry vein causing him to growl but I ignore it and slam the last nail in the coffin as I state, “I sleptwith my husband four times three days ago. I don’t want to be with you Talen if that is even your name.”
His whole body tenses but I take no notice and turn to leave doing what I came to do. I know I wasn’t nice about it but come on, the guy has literally lied about who he is and not only his reaction was proof of that – most men would have laughed it off – Dirty is one hell of a hacker and if he’s saying the guy gave me a fake name then I’m going to listen.
He’s probably the only brother I actually still see as family right now, well, him and Scar. I know he knew what Ty was doing but he’s kept the fact that I got my veterinary license quiet as an apology for trying to force me into telling Ty what happened to me and staying back all these years. Besides, Caleb would be really upset if I held a grudge toward his father, the boy is best friends with my son despite being younger.
I get two feet away when a strong hand grips my arm and spins me back around making me gasp as I lock eyes with Talen’s pissed off ones.
“You don’t get to fucking walk away from me after you just admitted you cheated like a fucking whore who couldn’t even give it to me more than once!” he growls and I raise a brow.
Seriously, did he just call me a whore and basically a prude all in one sentence?
Dude is on crack.
I yank my arm back and curl my lip at him, hating that I brought this kind of man around my son and snap, “Go fuck a duck dickhead, maybe you can get that off because your micro penis didn’t do jack for me,” and honestly, it was the wrong thing to say even if it was true because one moment, his face is red with anger and the next, my head swings to the side and I gasp, placing my hand on my lip before looking at my fingers and seeing blood from his punch.
I look back at Talen and he looks ready to hit me again and I state, “If I was you, I would run because it doesn’t matter that I want a divorce, it doesn’t matter that I want nothing to do with the club, you just signed your death warrant.”
