Page 34 of Ruger

"Get the fuck up right now, and get out of this restaurant before I slice both you bitches' throats."

"Well, hello to you too, Son." Shayna's sarcastic reply made me want to ring her neck.

"I'm not your fucking son!" I bit out as spit flew from my mouth. "How the fuck do you know her?" I asked, turning to April.

"I-I-I..."

"Do you suddenly got a fucking stuttering problem?"

"She's my nurse, Mekai," Shayna answered.

"Was I talking to your rat ass?"

"Yo, yo, Kai. Chill, man!" Jax interjected, stepping in between us. I pushed him away from me as he walked back up on me. "My nigga, you're not about to ruin my fucking business with this bullshit."

"Why the fuck would you let her in here knowing that I was here?"

"I didn't know that she was here."

"How the fuck you didn't know when you have to make a reservation to get in this bitch?"

"It was me," Wes admitted, walking up. "I took the reservations this week. I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."

"Obviously, you fucking wasn't."

"Aye, nigga, cool out on my fucking wife before it be a problem in this bitch. Go cool off, nigga."

"I'll leave, Jaxson," the evil witch said, attempting to stand as April went to her side for assistance.

"You don't have to leave, Ma."

"Fuck you mean she don't have to leave?" I exploded, looking at him appalled.

"Mekai, baby, let's just go. We can just order takeout," I heard Kenzi say, but I was seeing too much red. I wanted to take my gun and shoot both of these bitches for trying to play in my face.

Soft hands touching my cheeks cleared my vision enough to see the frightened look in Kenzi's eyes.

"It's going to be okay. Let's just go... please?" I took a deep breath, released it, and took Kenzi's hand. I looked over at my brother.

"Pick a side, nigga. As long as you fuck with her, you won't see me." I walked away.

"That's bull— Kai!" he yelled, but I kept walking until we reached my truck.

I opened the door for Kenzi and helped her inside, then went around to the driver's side, climbing in. I sat there for a moment, trying to stop the burning desire to send my mother's crippled ass to glory. I pounded my fist on the steering wheel. It was the only thing I could do to release the built-up rage I felt inside. Mychest rose and fell, and before I knew it, unexpected tears were falling from my eyes.

Kenzi climbed over the seat and straddled my lap, placing her palms on my cheeks and clearing my tears with her thumbs.

"I fuckinghateher. I loved her so much, and all she ever did was treat me like shit. She never showed me an ounce of love, and I had to live with that shit for years."

"I'm so sorry you had to experience that. We can't choose our parents, but we can choose how we handle our emotions. I don't know why she was so mean to you, but you have to heal from this. It's not healthy. It's ruining your relationship with your brother... don't let it. Cry it out, and breathe for me," Kenzi advised.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and put my head on her chest, allowing years of unaddressed feelings to pour from my eyes. My grandmother used to tell me to get it out of my system all the time, but I used to tell her nothing was wrong with me... that I didn't care about my mom's ass anymore. It was the furthest thing from the truth. Even after almost killing her, I still had love in my heart for her somewhere. It didn't stop me from wanting to rid the world of her presence, though.

I felt stupid for sitting here crying on Kenzi's chest. I knew she had to think I was some soft-ass nigga, but that was far from the case. I was born alpha. However, that woman was the only person who could make me vulnerable and weak.

Kenzi's soothing hands rubbing the back of my head calmed me. I lifted my head, seeing that beautiful smile grace her lips. I swear this girl was so fucking beautiful. These past couple of months had me doing things I would never have done otherwise. Kenzi's vibe was everything, and the more I was around her, the more I was falling for her.

I pinched her chin and smiled back, pulling her face to mine and trying to swallow her tongue. I slipped her dress fromher shoulders and attacked her nipples, lifting her dress in the process. Her breaths became heavy while her hands were busy undoing my slacks.

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