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Doc steps forward as the brother's chuckle, but I grip his arm, making him look at me, and I shake my head at him as I try to control the tears that want to come. He grinds his back molars, knowing he can't get his president out of fucking up his relationship because that's what he's just done. All the nights we've spent together in each other's arms—everything I've told him, he's told me—are gone. He knows me, yet Shelby has gotten in his ear by the looks of things. Still, instead of coming to the hospital demanding to see Mary, who loves him like a brother, he's taken Shelby's words.

I gave this fucker my virginity—what a joke.

All the sweet nothings he whispered and the acts of love he'd shown me. Heck, he let me work on his bike with him only last week before making love to me on the tank.

It's all a lie, clearly.

Doc glares at me, but I just shrug at him—patient confidentiality. Unless he wants to lose his license, he needs to keep quiet. 'Snake' here has made his bed.

I take the three steps down to hit the hardwood floor before walking over to 'Snake' with all the confidence I don't possess. I can feel my body shutting down, but I won't run out of here in pieces. No, I've had shit thrown at me for years. I know how to hold my own and will have my say, so 'Snake' knows I won't ever forget this moment.

When I get in front of them both, 'Snake' sneers at me, "You were told to leave; now fucking go. Unless you want to be dragged out by your hair. A prospect will dump your shit off during the week."

I just smirked at him before looking at Shelby. "You really do love my sloppy seconds, don't you?" Her face goes red before she smirks back, "At least I don't have to lie about my sister having cancer or try to trap a brother because, let's face it, you probably poked holes in Snake's condoms."

'Snake' freezes, and I just smile, ignoring the crap about my sister because Shelby was fully aware of Mary's condition back then; she's not now because, well, I'm no longer the talk of the school, but she knew back then, and the small glint of guilt in her eyes proves it, especially when my sister actually got on with her before she stabbed me in the back. "Hmm, funny. Last time I checked, you have to use one to poke holes in one," her face goes red while 'Snake' growls, but I don't look at him; I can't; he's broken me, broken us; "but it seems as though he's now shackling up with you, and god knows how long he's been doing it behind my back; I guess I now need to be tested, huh?"

She steps forward, but I just grin and rasp, "8th grade Shelby," making her stop knowing how I broke her bully's arm for her before I lock eyes with 'Snake.' Nothing but hate shines through those gorgeous blues of his.

Did he even love me?

Obviously not.

I give him a nod before taking off his buttoned-down shirt he tore off before we first slept together—before I gave myself to him—and hold it out in front of him before letting it drop on the floor. Then I rasp in front of his whole family, "Sometime soon, whether it's an hour from now or maybe even a year, you're going to regret this; you're going to come and find me; you're going to apologize and ask for another chance, but it won't happen because you've now broken us, and I will never forgive you."

He just smirks, "Because I really want a lying, deceitful cunt crying every night, scared about losing a sister that's not even dying." He leans forward a little, "Let me guess, you're hoping it does happen so you can have your parents' whole attention to yourself like a selfish..."

I don't let him finish; instead, I curl my fingers into a fist and punch him in the face. His head shoots to the side as Shelby squeals in shock, tripping over and only catching herself on the bar. Chairs scrape in the room, but I ignore them even as his Momma screams for her old man to let her go.

'Snake' leans back up, licking his cut on his bottom lip as I get in his face. "I hope you remember this moment, the moment you lost a woman who allowed you into her heart despite the pain she's going through; I hope you remember what we had and how you lost it by listening to that tramp." He glares at me, and I smirk. "Oh, and also, if you weren't aware, I got on the pill the day we started seeing each other because, you know, one of us had to be responsible." I take a step back. "I never want to see you again. Goodbye, Snake."

I see his jaw tick, but I turn and head to the door, ignoring the glares and his Momma's screeches. I reach Doc near the door and stop before rasping just for him to hear, "I think it would be best if you stayed away from my sister's room." Then I look into his pleading eyes and rasp, "If I find you have broken patient confidentiality to set your Pres straight, then I will report and sue you; I will make sure you lose everything."

His jaw ticks, but he nods. He knows there's no coming back for his pres now. He let Shelby touch him, so we're done; the words, maybe we could have fought it out, but her, yeah, no. I turn one more time. Every brother glares at me while Shelby grins, her back to 'Snakes' front, his right hand on her breast, his left on her stomach, as he gives me a dirty look, not giving a shit that his lip is bleeding. I then make eye contact with Sniper, whose brows are furrowed, seeming to be the only brother not glaring at me.

I tilt my head and say, "If you haven't guessed Sniper, I quit effective immediately. I guess you should have let me sign that contract after all, huh."

He slowly closes his eyes. The new receptionist starts tomorrow. I was supposed to train her, but now he can do it himself.

I turn and leave the club. As soon as the door shuts behind me, I rush to my truck. I can feel my façade fading; I need to leave this property. I climb into my vehicle before reversing out of the space. As I straighten it, Levi glares at me and opens the gate, and my anger takes hold. His hardened eyes glaring at me with his hands all over her are all I can see before I look in my side mirror, and I see 'Snakes' bike, and I don't even think. I keep the handbrake on before pressing on the gas, and stones flick all over his bike before I let off the handbrake and spin out of their property, never wanting to see any of them again.

I knew I shouldn't have given him a chance.

I make my way back to the hospital, where I then decide to spend every night with my little sister, the only person I can trust with my little secret—a secret that I realized very quickly in that room—that I can never tell and they'll never find out because once my sister leaves me, I'm leaving Huntersville and I'm never returning.

Chapter 16

Snake – Two Weeks Later

I take the shot that Suzy has just placed in front of me and down in, the whiskey burning my throat, but I ignore it. Two weeks—that's how long it's been without my girl—no, not my girl, the liar.

I feel like I'm dying on the inside.

I gave her my fucking heart, claimed her in the eyes of my club, and even ordered her cut with the property patch on the back, yet she'd been lying to me all this time. Nothing fucking makes sense, though, now that my anger has gone; the shit that was said by the girl I gave my heart to, nothing makes sense.

I squeezed my eyes shut, remembering feeling so fucking happy as I walked into the strip club to help Breaker out with the paperwork after cooking all day, a spare tub in my Jeep for my girl, knowing how much she loves my creamy baked chicken, only to bump into an apologetic Celine.

I scowl at her and say, "You are banned from all club property, Celine; fucking leave now."

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