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He didn't say it was her, but he also didn't say it wasn't.
Please, she better be okay; I can't lose her.
"We're your family too, Lee, me, and the club."
I shake my head and go to move because I'm not doing this with him, but his hand grips my cheek before his other hand slowly goes to my stomach, making me suck in a breath.
No.
He cups my bump, and I squeeze my eyes shut before he sniffles, making me look at him again. Tears trail his cheeks, absolute agony shining through his eyes, and I know. I just know he knows, and his rasp confirms my biggest fears.
"I-I walked away. I walked away thinking, thinking that you two... I walked a fucking way."
He lets out a sob before he drops to his knees, causing the tears that started to build up in my eyes to fall as he grips my hips, placing his head on my bump.
“I-I w-walked away."
I shake my head.
I know Doc told him, and I can’t even be mad because he was probably worried about my welfare after losing Momma Anderson.
Damn him, though, for not warning me.
I step back from Gunner, removing his grip, but he stays on his knees, and I shake my head at him.
"It doesn't matter anymore."
He stands and stalks over to me, fury taking over his features.
"It does fucking matter, Leah; he hurt you; he TOOK something from you all because your foster dad wanted money, and he took it that way because he knew you were going to be mine." I squeeze my eyes shut, but Gunner doesn't stop. "And I killed him for it; I tortured him." My eyes spring open in shock while Gunner holds his arms wide open. "This is me, Angel; I'm a killer, and I'd do it again and again for you if I had to."
My heart pounds in my chest. He's gone. Dead?
I look into Gunner's eyes, and I see the truth, and my sobs come out.
"He's gone?"
Gunner nods before rushing over to me, taking me into his arms while rasping.
"I made him pay Angel; I did, I promise."
I move away from him and shake my head, turning towards the smashed window in my apartment that the landlord had only boarded up. That's why it's so cheap.
"It doesn't change anything." I rasp.
He scoffs, "It changes everything." I turn back to him before he points at me. "And I don't mean because you are carrying my baby. Everything changed when I found out you weren't Razor's girlfriend." I flinch at his name. "It changed everything when I found out you never cheated on him and that you didn't use him."
I shake my head and tsk, "It still doesn't change anything; none of it does, not 'him' or the baby; you never even ASKED ME.”
I scream the last bit, and he growls in frustration, but surely he knows I won't give him a chance. Too much has happened in the past five years, and memory after memory of him with Cara and Sliver plays on a continuous loop in my head, sending sharp pains through me every day. He walked away while that man stole my innocence; his brothers only tolerated me because I was good at my job, while their women treated me like crap.
I can't do this with him.
He takes a deep breath before looking at me again and telling me the only thing that could get me back at that damn clubhouse is, "Sophie knows."
I instantly freeze. No, this will send her over the edge. He nods, seeing the questions in my eyes as to how she took it, and not very well.
Shit.
