You Break Me (The Prospect 2)

I know better than to get between them. I’ll be the one bleeding out if I do. “What did Nikki ever do to you?” At the mention of Nikki my ears perk up.

“What’s that cunt said about me?” Susan croaks.

“She has told me everything. I know what hell you put her through, and it ends now.”

“You won’t hurt me. I’m pregnant.”

Happy looks to me as if asking permission for something. I shrug. Not really giving a shit what he does to her.

“Get the bitch some clothes,” he demands.

“It was all Mother,” she cries looking to me for help, but she won’t find a savior in me. I don’t know what in the fuck is going on. I feel confused as fuck.

“All mother my ass,” Happy snaps at her.

“Either of you gonna tell me what the fuck is going on?”

“It’s family business,” Happy says and I don’t press the issue. Not yet. I need to get to Nikki and talk to her about her being pregnant. If she is still pregnant.

“I would never have hurt Nikki if Mother hadn’t forced me to. She made me do it.”

Happy grimaces. “You could have come to me, but you didn’t. You’re not a kid anymore.”

I run a ha

nd over my head and grab my cut off the back of the chair.

“Where are you going?” Susan, whines.

“Going to see Nikki. Check on her and my unborn child.”

Susan’s face pales. “No!” She whines, grabbing my arm and digging her red nails in my skin. “What about me and our child?”

“What about you? Get the fuck off me, bitch,” I snarl. Happy doesn’t say anything, just glares at me. Shit I’ll have to talk to him later. Susan continues to pull on me until I backhand her ass and she flies over the back of the couch. I don’t look back as I grab my keys. Happy fires off an address at my back and I wave my hand up in thanks leaving him to deal with Susan.

Chapter 20

Susan

I get off the floor, shaking with a mixture of emotions. Anger rips through my veins, at the fact that I knew I should have kept the dirty biker’s kid, it would have been perfect in this exact moment, since Nikki is apparently knocked up by him too. But no, I thought of only myself in that moment and how much I didn’t want the damn thing. Fear pulses through me, at the fact Happy is here, with a gun in his hand, as if he’s ready to use it on me any second. Pain floods me, over the fact that I keep being a punching bag for every damn person in my life.

“We’re gonna have a chat,” Happy announces, as I pull myself up off the floor and quietly walk around the couch to sit.

“First, the only reason you ain’t dead is because I’ve raised you. I don’t have it in me to do that. Nor kill your unborn child.” I swallow roughly at his words, so is he saying that if he knew I wasn’t carrying the child anymore my death would be more likely to happen?

Guilt surges through my heart rapidly nearly stopping it from beating. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, and for the first time in my life I actually mean those words.

“I’ve always known you weren’t mine by blood. I met your mother and her twin sister the day they moved to town, she was already pregnant with you. I didn’t know that though.”

I gasp at this news. “Mother always told me you never knew and were never to find out about me not being yours.” And wait, twin sister? This confuses me. I knew my mother had a sister, but I never knew she was a twin. She never showed me pictures, only of Nikki so I knew who to go after when I was at school. Mother told me things about my Aunt, but I wasn’t allowed around her that I can remember. I was just a kid doing what I was told and believing whatever my Mother said.

“Not sure what kind of mind games that bitch was playing, but it was never a secret, neither was Nikki in our marriage. Your mother tricked me into thinking she was Rhonda one night when I had too much to drink then she told me she was pregnant and that you were mine. I married your mother so she would have help and care for you, plus she would make a great public wife in the eyes of the law. Rhonda wanted it that way, despite the terrible shit your mother pulled back then in tricking me into marriage she loved her sister and wanted her taken care of and the baby—you. I would have done anything for her.” I can see that, she has always had this posh air about her. He scrubs a hand over his face and leans forward, arms resting on his legs. “Your mom might have been legally my wife, but her sister, Rhonda was my Old Lady in every other way. She held my heart and when Nikki was born, I felt all the things I should have felt when you were born.”

“Wait, what? What about Tyler?” I ask him, if mother was only his wife on paper, how did Tyler come to be? He’s his blood born child.

“I was drunk. I only came home because you were asking for me, and since the club was being investigated at the time, I had to make sure ATF saw me with my legal wife making a happy home. I can honestly tell you, I’ve never cheated a day in my life until the moment I got drunk and fucked your mother and made Tyler. It caused a rift in everything I created for my life. Rhonda had forgiven me for fucking your mom that first time but then when Tyler came to be, there was no fixing what I had broken.”

I remember that time actually, that’s when Mother started changing. I thought it was just hormones and finding out Happy had cheated.