Fake Dating My Ex's Hockey Star Brother (Maya Scott) novel Chapter 103

BRAYDON’S POV

My old man walks toward us, and my jaw tightens with every step he takes. I should’ve known this was coming. If there’s a way to get under my skin, if there’s a way to threaten my graduation or my future, he’ll take it. No matter how low he has to go.

He stops in front of Coach, standing tall and then his eyes move slowly, landing on me first, then sliding to Katy, then Justin.

“My son, Bryan, called me,” he starts with arrogance in his voice. “He was brutally assaulted so I took the matter up with the university myself after seeing how much he was brutalized.” He looks at Coach. “Blood or family has nothing to do with violence.”

I almost chuckle, but it comes out as a scoff. He’s smiling at me with a smug, satisfied expression and I feel Katy’s fingers slip into mine, like she knows exactly where my head is.

It’s kind of ridiculous when I really think about how shameless my old man is. Most families would be scrambling right now-trying to cover this up, keep it quiet, and pretend nothing happened. They’d worry about appearances and about what people might say once the truth. got out.

Not him.

He’s standing here like I beat Bryan for fun. Like it came out of nowhere.

“Mr. Cooper, I do believe this is-” Coach starts.

“I don’t care what you believe,” my old man cuts in. “You’re the head coach of this university’s hockey team, yet somehow you’re condoning violence. You’re trying to defend a targeted assault.”

Coach steps forward, closing the space between them until they’re standing face-to-face. For a second, no one says anything.

“I’ve been a coach for nineteen years,” he says finally. “And I’ve always had the best interest of my boys in mind.” He holds my old man’s stare. “That’s something you know nothing about.”

My old man doen’t even bat an eye. “I’ll be sure to let the vice-chancellor know what kind of coach he’s got running this school.”

The words settle in my chest.

“I’ll go with them,” I say, stepping forward before Coach can say anything else.

Katy turns to me instantly, her fingers tightening as she tries to pull me back, but I shake my head. I’m not letting Coach take the hit for me, not when this is already mine.

Besides, this whole thing might be over in a day so there’s no point dragging it out and making it bigger than it needs to be.

“Let’s just do the questioning.” I say to the security guys.

I catch the resigned look on Coach’s face as one of the campus security guys steps forward, clearly waiting on me.

I turn to Katy slowly. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

“I don’t like this,” she responds. There’s anger in her eyes, and something close to tears. She looks past me at my dad, her jaw tightening. “I’m coming with you.”

“No.” I gently turn her toward Justin. “Trust me. I’m good.”

She still doesn’t look convinced so I lean in and rub my nose against hers.

Honestly, the whole thing feels like I’m actually about to go to jail instead of answering a few questions. I just want it over with.

Katy hesitates, then finally lets go. I take a breath and follow the campus security guys.

“Did you assault Bryan Cooper one week ago?”

I’ve lost count of how many ways and times they’ve asked me this. Ten? Fifteen? Same question, dressed up differently each time. I don’t know what they’re looking for but a yes isn’t coming out of me.

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