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“Sure as fuck don’t.”

“He’s projecting. He doesn’t mean that. He’s mad at his sister, so he’s taking it out on the kids.”

“I’m sure as fuck not.”

I turn to him, not caring that others are in the room. “Yes, you are. You’re pissed off because she chose a path you didn’t want for her, and she’s not here for you to take it out on, so you’re doing the next best thing and making those kids suffer for their mother’s sins. That’s not right. No kid should have to suffer for their parents’ mistakes.”

His eyes widen at my last remark. He knows what I’m referring to, and I feel awful referencing it, but desperate times and all.

“When the fuck did you become an expert?”

“You guys need to calm it down,” Sin says.

“No offense, brother, but I really don’t want to hear anything you have to say.” He points at Savannah. “I know what your outlook is on things that need saving, and I’m not about to put myself through that shit.”

“What I did has nothing to do with you,” Sin counters. “I did what I felt was right.”

“And you feel that I should do what she wants?”

Sin shakes his head. “No, I feel that you should do what you want.”

“He doesn’t know what he wants,” I rebut.

“He might,” Savannah says. “He knows himself better than anyone else. And we know him well enough not to push him into doing anything he doesn’t want to do.”

I can’t believe she isn’t siding with me.

“I think you need to take some time to think about it,” Cut says.

“I don’t need time,” Lick disagrees.

Cut shakes his head. “I think you do, brother. All this is a lot to take in and a lot to deal with. This is huge, and there are two innocent kids you need to think about. As much as it sucks, you need to think about what’s best for them. Keeping them in the system is a huge risk. You don’t know what nut jobs are out there and what nightmares you’ll be introducing to them. Whatever you decide, the club will stand by you. And you’ll have a place to bring them. There’s always a house ready for you if you need it.” Cut take a few steps and pats Lick on the back.

“You need to think hard about this, Tylan,” I say.

His face is blank when he finally turns his attention to me. He’s struggling with this, but I know deep down in my gut that this is what needs to happen. For him and for those kids.

“I don’t need to do shit,” he spits.

I pad over to him, reaching out to place my hand on his arm. “You can guarantee that the cycle doesn’t continue. If you let them go, you’ll regret it.”

“I won’t regret shit.”

He pulls away from my touch and walks out the door.

I slam the door to my room. Kicking my shit around, I try to relieve some of the frustration that I feel coursing through my body. I’m on the fucking edge. I roll my shoulders, trying to relax but it’s not fucking working. Jenni has my head all fucked up. Her big doe eyes, her big fucking heart. Those perky tits and ass are fucking with my head. I need a release. I need to feel the control because right now I feel it slipping.

A knock on my door has my head snapping in its direction.

“Hey.” Sin enters my room, carrying that fucking crate. He lifts it up and drops it on my bed. “Jenni wanted you to have this.” His eyes drift from me to the crate then back to me. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

“When did you grow a pussy? No, fuck that, I don’t wanna talk about it.” I feel the burn in my shoulders intensify. I drop down into the chair, before rubbing my hands over my head.

“Death sucks, dude.” I meet his stare but I don’t say shit. “I know you loved your sister, man.”

“You really don’t.”

“Don’t allow your sister’s mistakes to darken the love you had for her.”