The Last Betrayal — L. Grubb

Prologue. I was unglued. Completely unhinged to the point of flipping everyone off and saying fuck this shit, packing my stuff and riding across the country where no-one can find me. My heart feels like it's bleeding wrong, pumping blood in the wrong direction. Cracked and shattered, it would take a lifetime to repair. I may have known Lauren just a few months but she flew in, wreaking havoc with her bubbly persona, latching onto me like I was her Goddamn lifeline. It was all fucking crap. It was just a bit of fun for her, she told everyone, wasn't ready to settle down with the white picket fence and 2.5 kids. Did I ask for that shit? Hell to the fucking no. Never once did I mention I wanted all that. I just wanted her, as she was, but mine; only mine. She broke me. Big bad biker dude and she fucking broke me. My name's Champ and it's my turn to fucking talk.