Wade's POV

After getting Earl home and into bed I left. I didn't wanna deal with Jesse again. Him leaving wasn't coming soon enough. I headed to the only place I knew away from the world. I needed to clear my mind from Earl, Jesse and even Zoe. I wanted to be with her but everything Jesse said was true. I wasn't going to try to move forward with Zoe when I'd only end up heart-broken. And Wade Kinsella didn't do heart breaks. I wouldn't stand in her way of anything she wanted to do. I'd rather have her in my life as a friend then not have her in my life.

I woke to the feeling that someone was watching me. It was quite creepy saying no one else knew about the pond. I felt at ease seeing Zoe sitting there. It was something I felt I could grow use to. Then the memories came flooding back, it would never happen.

"Zoe what are you doing here?" I asked looking to see her deep in thought.

"I was worried about you Wade. What happened to you yesterday?" I didn't expect my actions yesterday to hurt Zoe, but I needed time to figure all of this out.

"Things Zoe. Personal things at that. I'm nothing more than a hick that's not gonna make anything outta my life. It's better for both of us to realize that now. I'm not good for you Zoe. You're too good for me." Jesse words about never being anything stuck in my head

"That's not true Wade, and you know it." Zoe yelled wiping at her eyes. Seeing her like this made it harder, but I couldn't go back now. My mind had been made up.

"It is true Zoe. We're better off apart. It's only gonna end bad between us." I snapped storming off. That wasn't how I wanted things to go. I was harsh but Zoe didn't deserve that from me. I wouldn't run back making myself look like a fool. Being a fool was the last thing I was. I turned to go to the Rammer Jammer but seeing Tucker walk in I headed off home. I wasn't in the mood for golden boy Tucker and his drama with Lemon. Walking through the house door hearing nothing brought very little ease to me. Earl would spend most the day out cold and Jesse I didn't care about. The way I saw it he had overstayed his welcome. I grabbed a cold one from the fridge sitting on the couch popping it open. Letting the cold bitter taste run over my taste buds down my throat. Tossing the can to the side on the floor, I got up getting a few more taking my spot back up on the couch. Everyone already says I'm gonna turn out like my ol' man well I might as well start now.

"Dad's gonna freak when he sees you drinking his beer." Jesse smarted off walking down the stairs.

"Why don't you just leave already!" I snapped getting up ready to deck him.

"Don't worry I'm on why now. You're such a disgrace Wade. What would mom think? Huh?" He didn't have to bring her up. I loved my mother but she wasn't here to see how big of a screw up her son was.

"It don't matter she's not here, if she was our father wouldn't be a drunk. But it's me that's here to take care of him well you're off doing shit, calling yourself a hero. You ain't no hero, you're a damn pansy." At this point the only thing keeping us apart was the coffee table.

"I've got better things to do then fight with my baby brother about crap." He huffed walking out the house. I sighed falling onto the couch. I downed the last of the beer in the third one I've had squeezing the can in my hand. I threw it across the living room. I pushed myself off the couch. My hand connecting with the wall. A sharp pain shot through my hand up my arm. I didn't need to be told I broke my hand from all the anger of punching the wall. I walked out heading straight to the practice. This time I'd leave the cast on longer then the one for my nose. The closer I got to the practice the more my nerves started to build in the pit of my stomach and work their way up spreading through out my body as my heart pumped my blood through my body faster and faster with every step I took. Zoe wouldn't start a scene if she was here, but I wasn't so sure I couldn't contain my urge. The urge to have her in my arms, to have her body pressed against mine. My fingers running through her soft brown locks. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath pushing the door to the practice open. I couldn't let my feelings for Zoe get the best of me.

"Wade you here for your check-up about your nose?" Emmeline asked rummaging through some papers. My eyes locked onto the hurt filled brown eyes of Zoe. It actually broke my heart to see her hurt because of me, but it would be the last time. She'd move on from this and be happy she wasn't tied down to the likes of me. "Wade what's wrong? Your check-up isn't for another week."

"I got into a fight with Jesse and broke my hand." I felt stupid saying I punched the wall. They didn't need to know the little details about things. I fought the need to tell Zoe off when she scoffed.

"Brick is busy till late afternoon with patients, but Harley will be free in just a few minutes." Emmeline stated as I sat down to wait. I watched Zoe outta the corner of my eye. I didn't wanna make it seem like I was stalking her. I couldn't clear my head seeing her so close and not being able to do anything about it. I wanted to run to her and tell her I was a fool, a selfish fool at that. I couldn't do it, I wasn't her happiness. I got up to follow her outside only to be stopped.

"Wade my boy right this way." Harley spoke stepping aside to let me into his office. "You breaking your hand has nothing to do with why Zoe has been upset today is it?" He asked getting my hand ready for the cast. I bite my tongue. It had most of it to do with it. My problems with Jesse were to blame as well.

"I'm sorry for hurting Zoe, let her know that?" I asked chewing the inside of my cheek. I needed Zoe to know I was sorry. It'd make things easier for me. Not that I deserved anything to be easier.

"I'll try, but she refuses to listen at times when you're involved. I'm coming to believe she has every right to be." I felt worse than before knowing that not only did I hurt Zoe, but it was affecting Harley as well. I had to fix things but I couldn't do it. "I'll see you in a few weeks Wade." Harley spoke sending me on my way. I headed for home, wallowing in my own pity.