Falling for a Son_ Kozik Fanfic ✔✔completed✔✔

Chapter 2

***conversations of rape and domestic abuse. Adult language. You've been warned****

Kozik POV

When I woke up I rolled over and checked the time on my phone. '5 a.m. Great. Four hours until Church.' I knew I wasn't going to be able to sleep again so I just got up. I took a quick shower and put my jeans,  white SAMCRO shirt, and my cut on. I walked over to Keira's room to check on her. But when I opened the door she wasn't there. I felt my heart drop to my stomach thinking the worst. I made my way down the hall until I heard a low humming coming from the kitchen. Standing there making bacon was Keira. I leaned against the door frame and just watched. I felt a wash of relief over me as I did. She was still in the shirt I gave her last night. But she had on tight black leggings, black flats, her hair was down flowing in waves around her shoulders,  and she was slowly swaying back and forth. Just humming nothing in particular. I cleared my throat a little so I wouldn't startle her as I walked in and sat down at the small table. As I did she turned around and gave me a small smile. "What are you doing up so early? Figured you would have slept most of the day after what happened yesterday." I questioned as she brought me a plate of bacon,  eggs, pancakes, toast, and a cup of coffee. I gave a smile as I took a sip of coffee and started eating. "I wanted to. Man did I want to. But I just couldn't. I kept replaying everything in my head. I think I got a couple hours but I just can't stand being by myself. Sounds weird but even after everything David did I got used to sleeping in the same bed as someone. Granted I had to or he'd beat me again but still. After 3 years of repeating the same thing,  you get used to it." Keira talked as she sat down across from me and played with her food. Clearly not interested in it, but trying to make the effort.

I was a little shocked at her words though. That man. He hurt her so bad. Bad enough to break bones and leave handprints. But still she stayed. She put up with it. She lived with that. Not telling anyone. I couldn't believe it. I hated that he could break this beautiful women so much. I wanted to kill the son of a bitch. And his bitch ass friends.

Without realizing I had balled my fist up and my breathing had sped up. It wasn't until Keira placed her hands on mine that I realized. "Hey. Koz it's okay. I'm safe now. You, Happy, the whole club is watching out for me. I have the strongest, most caring, and most handsome group of men looking out for me. This shit. It's twisted I know. Believe me I know. It's gonna take time but with all of you... With all of you helping I know it's gonna get better." Keira had a small smile on her face. Although her eyes were sad. I wiped a stray tear from her eyes as we continued our quiet breakfast.

Keira went ahead and made Happy a plate and left him a note and finished cleaning up the kitchen. I grabbed some fresh coffee and made my way towards the garage. We weren't gonna be open for a few more hours but I needed a distraction. I took off my cut and put on one of the work shirts I had still hanging up in the office. As I started working on one of the cars I just happened to glance up and saw Keira making her way across the lot. She had since put her hair up in that bun thing that girls do, and she had a cup of coffee with her. "Hey." I gave her a small smile as she got closer. "Hey Koz. I'm just gonna be in the office doing some paperwork." She was playing it the cup handle, not really making eye contact. Understandable really. I just nodded an okay as she made her way into the office. She left the door open and opened the blinds on the windows then she sat down and went to work. I focused my attention back to the car in front of me. Every now and then I would glance up at the office and see Keira either typing away or staring into space.

******3 hours later****

It was getting closer to 9 a.m. and the guys were slowly starting to show up. I finished with the car and poked my head into the office. "Hey Keira. I'm gonna head into the club house. The guys are starting to show up. You gonna be okay out here?" I took off my work shirt and hung it back up and put my cut back on. "Yeah Koz. I'll be okay. Gemma should be here soon anyway. Most likely following Clay." She had got up from the desk and stood near the door facing the clubhouse as she watched the guys file in. I stood behind her but I wasn't looking at the guys. I was looking at her. Not that she noticed.