Fall To Pieces: Broken #2 (The Broken Series) Read Online Free PDF Page A

gone over my head on a decision that included me again. He couldn’t freaking buy his way out of his problems. I was so sick of him throwing his money around. I didn’t want a dime.
    Mike killed the engine and opened his door. I grabbed his arm quickly. “I’m not so sure that’s a good idea.”
    Mike coming inside was a terrible idea. Kyle would freak. I was ninety-nine percent sure he wasn’t at home, but I didn’t want to take that one percent chance and risk another fight. I’d had and seen enough of those , to last me a lifetime.
    Oh, I was going to speak to him about paying my hospital, but not right away. I needed to speak to him with a clear head and calm temper. Right now, I had neither of those.
    Mike frowned at me incredulously. “Are you joking? You think I’m letting you carry those cases yourself?” He scoffed and climbed out of the car. Oh boy.
    Moving around to the trunk, Mike swung my duffel bag over his shoulder and held my suitcase in the other. “No way are you carrying these bags , Lee. You’ve just had surgery and you’re pregnant. Not a chance.”
    I reluctantly got out and walked up the driveway to open the door. My fingers shook as I placed the key in the lock and turned.
    My key still worked, a small relief.
    I hadn’t been totally sure if Kyle had changed the locks or not. I didn’t know where his head was at, or where I stood regarding my living situation for that matter, and I knew that was my fault for banning him from the hospital and refusing to talk to him, but at the time it had seemed like a good idea to give myself a chance to lick my wounds.
    But now that I was away from the protective blanket of the hospital, and faced with the cold hard reality that was my life, I was thinking that I may have been ridiculous in my assumption that I could avoid Kyle.
    Standing in the doorway of his house, it hit me, that all I had been doing was delaying the inevitable.
    I must have stood there for a long time mulling it all over because Mike walked around me and pushed the door open.
    “You can change your mind you know,” he said gently. “You don’t have to stay here, Lee. Come home with me. I have a ridiculously comfortable futon in my apartment.” 
    I mightn’t have known where I stood with Kyle, but I wasn’t stupid enough to take Mike up on his offer.
    Accepting Mike’s invitation to stay would be as hazardous as moving home to Montgomery, except in this instance, it would be Mike’s health in danger, not mine.
    I inhaled a shaky breath and shook my head. “I’ll be okay.”
    I stepped into the hallway. It looked the same as it had the last time I’d been here-if not a little cleaner.
    Yes, it was the same small hallway, the same red bricked house, just a different Lee.
    The girl I had been the last time I was here, was worlds apart from the woman I was now.
    Six weeks mightn’t be a long enough transitioning time frame for an average person, but loss, grief, and impending motherhood had certainly sped up the process for me.
    “I’ll just take your stuff up to your room,” Mike said quietly as he headed for the stairs with my bags.
    I made my way into the kitchen, amazed at how different everything looked, when it was exactly the same as always.
    I filled the kettle with water and turned it on. I supposed the least I could do for Mike was give him a cup of coffee. Leaving the kettle to boil, I wandered back through the hallway to the living room.
    “Bruno?”
    No barking, weird...
    I had expected my old chocolate lab to greet me when I walked in the front door. Usually, he had that sixth doggy sense and knew when I was close by.
    Walking back through the kitchen, I slid the patio door open and stepped outside.
    The small , snow covered garden was empty. It was just as well, since it was freezing outside. I would have been seriously pissed if my roommates had left Bruno outside in these temperatures.
    They might be used to this weather, but Bruno and I were