Sarah POV:

A couple of days later, I had finally worked up the nerve to end my relationship with Adam.

I heard a knock on the door, meaning Adam was here.

"Hey." He said and kissed my cheek when I opened the door.

"We need to talk." I said. "About what?" He asked. "I can't be with you anymore, Adam." I said, timidly. "Excuse me?" He asked, his voice raising. "I can't take this abuse anymore." I said, while my hands shook.

He was struggling to keep his voice down. I was afraid Lana and Ryder would wake up to this.

"You're not leaving me." He said, his tone low and threatening. "Adam, I'm done. I can't do this anymore." I replied.

I felt the familiar sting on my cheek and fell against the couch. Thankfully, not waking Lana and Ryder.

"I told you, if you left I will fucking kill you. You will regret it." He said before standing up. "I'm going to work. I'm coming back over later tonight and you better fucking be here." He said before leaving.

I sat at the bar and let my tears fall. What do I do? He won't let me go. He has a vice grip on me that I can't get out of.

"Hey, are you okay?" I heard Lana behind me.

I looked over to see her and Ryder coming out of her bedroom.

"Honey, what happened? Did he hit you again?" Lana asked. I nodded as I wiped my tears away.

"I told him I couldn't be with him anymore and he slapped me. He told me that I would regret it if I left." I replied. "Jesus, Sarah. You have to get away from him." Ryder said. "I know, but what if he does something drastic?" I asked him.

"We won't let that happen. Please let us tell dad." Lana begged. "I don't want to worry him." I replied. "Sarah, please. He can handle this." Ryder said.

"Fine, but I want to tell him myself." I said. "Fair enough." Lana replied.

I headed to the bathroom to cover the bruises and the cut on my lip the best I could before I left to head to the club house.

I had made it back before Dad, Lana and Ryder so I snuck my way in before I could be noticed by the guys and headed up to my bedroom.

I sat, bouncing my leg nervously, while I waited.

After they had gotten back, we sat and had dinner with the entire club. The house was full and noisy. I didn't need that shit.

I did my best to hide my wounds but the gash on my lip was still a bit noticeable.

After dinner, we all headed into the living room while the guys doted on dad.

"You ready?" Lana asked when she walked up to me. I hesitantly nodded.

Kade POV:

I sat next to Samuel as we talked and laughed, when Sarah got everyone's attention.

"Dad, there's something I need to tell you." She said. "Sure, honey. What is it?" He asked, the smile still on his face.

"Please, don't freak out." She said, causing me to frown and Sam as well.

She looked nervous. What the hell was going on? What happened to her?

"Adam.." She stopped and I noticed the tears welling up in her eyes.

My heart began to race. What the fuck did he do to her?

"Sarah?" I asked, worriedly.

"Adam has been beating me." She said as her tears fell.

This mother fucker has been beating on my girl? I was so fucking furious. How did I not see it? Why didn't I see it and why the fuck didn't I stop it?

"What?" Samuel yelled and jumped to his feet.

"How long, Sarah?" I asked, angrily. My voice starting to raise as well.

I was ready to hunt this fucking piece of shit down and kill him. I wanted to snap his fucking neck.

"Kade, please. Don't upset her." Lana said as she wrapped her arms around her sister.

I sighed and walked over to her, placing my hand on her shoulder.

She turned to me and let me wrap my arms around her.

"How long has he been hitting you?" I asked her, softly as I rubbed her back.

"A year." She muttered into my chest.

My eyes darkened further when she told me that. The first chance I got I was going to make this fucker suffer.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Sam asked her. "I was embarrassed." She said and cried harder into my chest.

I leaned close to her ear and softly shushed her as I held her closer to me. I hated to see her cry. I didn't see it often and it always broke my heart.

"Sweetheart, you have nothing to be embarrassed about, okay? You could have come to us sooner." Samuel told her.

"Why are you just telling us now?" I asked, absolutely refusing to let her go. "Lana caught me trying to cover the bruises." She replied.

"Lana, will you get your sister cleaned up?" Samuel asked his daughter. "Yes, sir." I reluctantly let Sarah go so Lana could take care of her.