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Considering the feeling is definitely mutual, it doesn't even make Lex blink.

"You don't fucking count, Rocco, so sit your ass down and shut the fuck up," Taylor "Shep" Shepherd shouts back. Gotta love her strays. "And don't even think about saying a fucking word, Autumn. From what Heidi says, you're barely holding on by a thread as it is."

Shep's wife, Heidi, and Lex are almost as close as Lex and Shep are. But that's to be expected when two people are tortured by an enemy club together.

Everyone looks around, expecting someone to say something, and Lex refuses to break eye contact with Felicity. She can't quite figure out the woman's end game, but it's a guarantee the brunette will lose in the end. It's best to just let it play out if she wants to do this bullshit.

"Come on, someone has to not like her besides Rocco and his bitch," Colt says. "Who, Felicity? Since you came in here calling people out, fucking name them."

"Her brother, for one," Felicity says, her resolve cracking slightly.

Grinding her teeth, Lex tries to let that roll off her back as she realizes Felicity never expected to be put on the spot with her generalized statement and asked for specifics. "Yeah, and you defend me all the time to him, don't you? My brother? Really? That the best you got?"

"I was your friend, but you werenevermine! Not once!"

"Never your friend, huh? How about the time I got kidnapped with your kids and saved their lives? No, that's right. That's something a shitty person would do. How about when I took a bullet for your daughter? Yeah, no that's just a really fucked up thing I did there. You know, the things anyone who hates your guts would fucking do."

Felicity shakes her head and sneers. "You don't get to use those situations forever. It's not a get out of jail free card, bitch."

"Okay, let's go further back then. How about the fact that you and Ky wouldn't be together if it wasn't for me? Which means you wouldn't have your kids; so if you hate your kids, sure, I get it. I'm a shitty fucking person who was never your friend. I cursed you with a life you hate. Made it just fucking miserable. Guess I'll just go straight to hell now."

"Everything you've mentioned has to do with Ky, too. What have you done forme?"

Snapping, Lex shouts, "I'd be real fucking careful where you step, Felicity. You're walking in the area with land mines, and I think you've forgotten that Ky isn't the only one in your marriage I've kept secrets for. Keep it up. See how long it takes me to blow your entire world up right in front of your fucking face."

Ky walks over to stand between them but still off to the side. "What kind of secrets are you keeping for Felicity?"

"Go to hell," Felicity says. "Both of you."

She storms out, and Lex stares at the closed door as Ky stays beside her. "Uh, Ky?"

"Yeah?"

"Is there any possible chance that your wife knows you fucked her sister?"

Everyone unaware of the information lets out murmurs of shock, but Ky stays silent for a moment. She turns and looks at him, her hands balled into fists at her side. "Yes, there's a very good chance she found out about me and Vicky."

"I don't suppose it was you who told her, was it?"

"That would be a no. I thought Colt would have told you when she came storming in here and slapped him for it. Felicity was sent Vicky's journals where she apparently documented our tryst."

Colt knew she knew and didn't give me a heads-up? I know things have been crazy, but this is the type of thing he's supposed to tell his fucking wife.

Using all her strength, Lex pushes Ky so hard that he nearly falls back over a chair three feet away. She runs up to him and slaps his chest. "I've told you for years to fucking tell her!" she shouts, her hands never stopping. "Why are you men so fucking stupid?"

He grabs her hands, and she breaks down into tears. Her wrists are released as though they burn his palms, and she crouches down to hug her knees while burying her face into her knees. "Lex?"

Taking a few deep breaths, she calms herself down enough to stop the onslaught of tears. She's in a room full of people, after all. And they're all staring at her. "I don't know that coming home was the best decision I've ever made," she admits, her voice quiet and muffled by her legs.

Ky crouches down in front of her and places his hands on her shoulders even though she just slapped the hell out of his chest. HIs leather kutte protected chest, but still. "Lex, what's going on?"

Jumping up and out of his touch, she wipes the tears quickly. "I need some air."

Colt steps forward, his hand reaching out to her. "Baby—"

"I'll see you at home," she says, moving just out of his grasp. If he touches her, she'll break down, and she refuses to do that again. Not here. "Just... stay here for a while. Catch up with everyone and think about how you're going to make it up to me for not telling me Felicity knew the secret."

Turning on her heel, she hurries out to her car. It's not surprising to see Colt and a few others in tow, but she just waves to them as she drives off. When it rains it pours, and this on top of trying to continuously outrun the pain caused by the things her brother has told her throughout her entire life makes her wish she'd been strong enough to say no. Or just reject the call that night. To let it go to voicemail and never check it. She wouldn't be in this mess now.

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