The Broken One ✔

Chapter 2

"Eva help me with the drinks" I ordered. She nodded as following me through the bar. "What do you think?"

".....of this?" She raised a brow "...I don't know"

"What" I questioned.

"Look I doubt Sarah finding you a girlfriend is gonna do you any good"

"Thank you" I threw my hands in the air.

"But I think it's worth a shot" she softened her eyes

"Are you kidding?" I folded my arms.

I felt betrayed if anything. She was supposed to be on my side.

"You've been in a slump since your mum left...maybe this will do you some good"

"I think that's your baby brain talking" I snapped "My mum left when I was kid Eva"

My mum was a problem that I thought that I had dealt with. Emphasis on THOUGHT. I genuinely thought that the woman that left me when I was so young had no effect on me anymore - boy was I wrong.

"It's not the baby brain," she told me "obviously this bullshit with your mum has left some open wounds that you're refusing to deal with"

"I'm dealing just fine" I shook my head.

"Then just go with whatever Sarah is doing"

"But-" I threw my arms in the air as Eva walked back to the booth.

"First things first" Sarah started "your little black book"

A project this complex could take years, which explained why she decided to get straight into it.

"I don't have one" I lied.

"Sure you do" she folded her arms "every fuck boy does"

A little black book: an address book generally kept by (as Sarah so kindly called it) fuck boys. Its a directory of potential female companions or numbers collected over the years.

"Sarah" I started slowly "you cant ask me to do that"

"You wanna a bet" she raised a brow.

"Sarah the day Ned gives up his little black book is going to be the day he dies" Sam put simply "and even then he won't give it up without a fight, ain't that right, buddy?"

"Ned just give her the book" Jenny begged.

"Fine" I agreed "I'll give up my little black book if Sam and Eva give up their baby"

"Ned!" Jenny cries. "They're not going to give up their baby"

"then I'm not giving up my little black book" I argued.

"Well if you want this new life you have to give up your old one," Sarah told me.

"hey you all are the ones that are eager for me to change not me" I argued.

"come on Ned!" Jenny cried.

"do you want us to help you or not?" Sarah asked.

"I'll do anything but give you my little black book," I told them honestly.

My little black book was my security blanket back then; to be used when I was feeling sad and alone. I didn't sleep with girls cause I was a total pig, it ran so much deeper than that.

"Ned" Jenny cried with her drawn brown brows.

"Okay fine" I nodded with a smirk as glaring as Eva "if you take off your bra"

"Ned" Sam furrows his brows as folding his arms.

Eva just looked exhausted and understanding. I could hurt her in the worse way possible and yet she would still be there for me.

"Your right how about we wait till you hit about six months" I raised a brow whilst staring directly at Eva's breasts "when those things double their natural size"

"Ned!" Sarah cried.

That was the kind of man I was; I could make the Pope curse.

"Can I get you guys anything?" The waitress in a tight pencil shirt and unbuttoned black blouse smiles whilst standing at our booth.

"Yeah, your number and the colour of your panties" I winked at the girl causing Jenny to slap the back of my head with a great force.

"I'm sorry about my friend" Jenny smiled at the waitress "he's socially retarded"

She nodded before leaving our site.

"What is wrong with you?" Jenny's boy toy folded his arms.

"She's easy you can tell" I shrugged.

"How very male of you" she rolled her eyes as taking a bite out of her whole Apple.

"Hey, Jenny is Apple's vegan?" I spat in a mocking tone.

Jenny had been vegan for four years by this point. I gave her shit for it every day.

"Screw you" she smiled with snarkiness in her voice.

I rolled my eyes as standing up."You all need to remove the sticks that are so up all your butts"

I then rolled my eyes as dramatically leaving the bar.

***

"Hey, Nemo" I raised both brows as approaching the manager at Bare Essentials. "Is kitty in?"

"She'll be on stage in a few minutes" he informed.

Uh yes, Kitty Kat. She was a girl that I was sleeping with at the time. We were casual as she put it, nothing more. I, like an idiot, wanted casual to mean that she only slept around with me.

Whenever she would dance for the other guys or girls at the strip joint, I would be flooded with jealousy. Especially that night.

Katie was her real name. I saw her in the distance an hour later giving a lap dance to a guy who looks as though had just turned twenty-one.

He slapped her ass with full force.

"C'mon give us some love" he cheered.

I remember storming up to the infant, before punching the guy's chin with full force. Katie pushed me off of him a few seconds later - just as he fell back.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" She screamed as glaring at me with fury in her eyes

"...I just" I looked at the bleeding dude then back at the half-naked woman in front of me.

"You just what! Trying to get me fired?" She yelled "You don't own me, Ned! I'm not your girl! You were a stupid one night stand-"

"Technically it was more than one night-" I began to correct.

"Whatever!" She threw her arms in the air "just get away from me alright"

She stormed off as I sighed.

I knew I had screwed up. I think it was everybody yelling at me that night that got my head in a spin. I looked at another stripper in the distance as if she was a piece of meat.

I walked up to her slowly.

"Hi, I'm Ned Carter" I shook her hand.