I was unglued. Completely unhinged to the point of flipping everyone off and saying f**k this s**t, 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 f*****g 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 s**t? Hell to the f*****g 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 f*****g broke me.
My name’s Champ and it’s my turn to f*****g talk.
Contains graphic violence and lots of sexual contents not suitable for persons under 18.