Broken Halves

Chapter Thirty-Eight

POV: Dani

"Do you want to go somewhere today Faolan?" I ask while changing his diaper. "Yes." He responds while nodding his head, his little blonde curls bouncing with him. He is two and still hasn't had his first haircut. Whereas my hair is naturally straight, Cole's was naturally curly; except he never wore it long enough for you to tell. The moment Faolan's hair grew to expose his curls I made the executive decision to not cut them until they become unmanageable. "Let's go." I say while holstering Faolan on my hip and heading in the direction of Jorden's office.

"Jorden," I say while opening up the door and walking into the office. Ignoring the couch in the corner, I wait for Jorden to look up from the many papers, most likely expense reports, to continue talking. "Faolan and I would like to go somewhere, isn't that right Faolan?" My little boy nods in confirmation causing both me and his father to erupt into grins. "Well I can't say no to that now can I?" Jorden states while coming around the side of the desk and swooping Faolan into his arms. "Where to buddy," he questions the toddler. "Eh." Faolan points towards the office door. Jorden laughs and lightly pecks Faolan's cheek.

"Where should we go?" Jorden asks me as he buckles Faolan into his car seat in the back of his charger. I shrug my shoulders, "Not the zoo." Jorden lets loose a full belly laugh before coming around the side of the car and buckling himself into the driver's seat. Putting the car in reverse, Jorden then switches his hand to the steering wheel to back out of the underground parking garage. "Let's go to the diner," I suggest after a while. Jorden opens and closes his mouth before nodding and turning left out of the parking garage.

When Nona and Grandad died everything they owned was left to Cole; when Cole died everything he owned was left to me. Wanting to keep the diner in the family but having already failed to work at it once, I opted for allowing Rowan and Axl to work and run it. Surprisingly, for all of us, hyperactive Rowan found her place working the diner and can't wait to have her kids grow up and work for her.

If I'm being honest, I have become quite the homebody since Cole's death; with the exception being our weekly trip to the zoo of course. Therefore, I haven't visited the diner, honestly, since everything went down. I couldn't bring myself to visit the place where it all began. Now, here we are, on this day four years ago I walked into the diner seeking a job. I owe it to Cole to return.

"Dani!" My best friend calls as we step into the diner, Jorden carrying Faolan. "Hey Rowan," I smile while accepting her hug. "I'm glad to see you guys here." She gives my arm a gentle squeeze before turning to Jordan. "Alpha I wanted to thank you on your recommendation for the job position, she is phenomenal. I turn to Jorden with my eyebrow raised but he doesn't acknowledge me.

"In fact," Rowan continues over her shoulder as she heads off into the back. "My other employee called in sick this morning so she is actually covering his shift and will lead you to your seats." For the first time in my life I see raw fear take over Jordan's features. Not once while we were kidnapped and he was being tortured did the look ever cross his eyes. Nor when Cole died and Jorden stepped up to become an Alpha and a father did he once seem scared. He has always been the strong one, my rock since everything occurred.

"Hello, welcome my name is Brooklyn--" she trails off when she looks up and sees Jorden before her. "Dada," Faolan starts to squirm in Jorden's arms, tired of being held so long. "Brooke..." Jorden begins before trailing off, not knowing the words to say. She just stares at him with large doe eyes until she snaps.

"You leave me alone Jorden Richards!" She spits after a few moments of silence. "I will not become a home wrecker!" My jaw drops open, but I am quick to close it as she turns on her heel and stalks away leaving an ice cold pit to form in my stomach. Home wrecker, she and Jorden were romantically involved.

Jorden doesn't chase after her; instead he turns to me with tears glistening in his eyes. Before he can even open up his mouth to speak I shake my head, "Not here Jorden." He nods and leads me and our son out to the car to return home.

Our son. I know I cannot be mad at Jorden for being romantically involved with another because we both know my heart isn't his. I can't be upset with him for loving someone else when I love someone else as well. Except, my someone else is dead and never coming back.

Jorden proclaimed he would take care of me and my child just as Cole would. For the past three years Jorden and I have coexisted on the line between a couple and not. We have co-raised a child, slept in the same bed, hugged one another, and gave each other quick kisses and pecks. We tried to further the relationship, and it fell through. I guess I should have never thought Jorden would remain celibate for the rest of his life; Jorden deserves a chance to love more than anyone else I know. I guess the idea that he would one day find someone, never once crossed my mind.

I don't deserve to feel hurt or be upset, and yet that doesn't stop the feeling from over taking me. Jorden has been my rock for years and we have grown on a level that most wouldn't understand. To the goddess above, my child calls him dad. I believe I am in shock. I never knew, hell, I never once even suspected. Yet, here we are.

"Will you give me a chance to explain?" Jorden says after a while of driving silently. I shake my head and wipe away a tear, "I'm not mad Jorden, I-I don't get to be mad." Jorden frowns at my response but doesn't say a word for a couple more minutes. "I just talked to my dad, he said he'd take Faolan for the night. You deserve to know the entire story." I can only nod, why do I feel like the wife that just found out her husband has been cheating on her? I shouldn't be feeling this way, Jorden was never mine to keep. 

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