Annabelle
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The noise was driving me crazy, it was annoying me and making sleep impossible. It was going to wake the baby if this noise did not fucking stop, i was going to kill whoever the fuck was trying to wake the baby.
My eyes opened slowly to a blinding light, the beeping becoming more clear as i looked around the white room in a daze, the two red hard chairs pointed towards the foot of my bed.
The tubes were in my arms as i moved them and hand my eyes looked around frantically as i tried looking for the baby, for anyone i could recognize but i was alone in the room, i looked around frantically where was the baby? Where did they put him?
The machines beeping was louder and more louder and annoying that the door slammed open and Reaper came in his legs bringing him towards me in long strides as he looked more angry then relieved as he pushed me back on the bed his brows pushed together in frustration.
"The baby-"
"Nicky is fine! He is with his dad..."
"Rosa-"
"also fucking fine she made it out of surgery with Ronaldo and Edward...jose too."
"The kids...the moms..." my voice said hoarse.
"Nicky's mother is dead, some of my men are dead. Emily made sure the kids were safe and poison and everyone else is alive."
"But the baby...he where is he?"
Reaper grabbed his cell and dialed a number. He spoke angrily in the phone his eyes closed as he then slammed the cell on the table and looked to me, why was he mad? was it because i ran away from the fight with them? Was it because it was my fault?
"Ink will bring the baby later."
I pulled on the tubes and looked up to him when i saw he was glaring at me his voice coming out strained.
"How long did you fucking know?"
"Know....i am sorry i told you that he was not going to let me go....i tried telling you."
"I mean about the fucking baby?"
My brows pushed together in confusion as i tilted my head.
"Rosie covered his body and i helped:"
"Cut the fucking shit Belle!" he said reaching into his pockets he pulled out a paper and tossed it to me as he glared at me.
I reached for the paper and looked to the words seeing the blood work it was a list letting me know i was clean of any STDs and so forth but on the bottom as the positive for the pregnancy test.
I felt my eyes widen as i looked to the paper my hands shaking as i felt my eyes water at the realization that i was.
"You....how did you get this?"
"HOW DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER?"
I flinched and looked to him seeing the anger in his eyes and even in his voice as i pulled myself up and groaned to the pain in my leg.
"I was suspicious i didn't think i fucking was Creeper. If i would of known i would of told you i swear....i was just waiting."
"I don't fucking believe you and i don't want this fucking kid. You think after what my club went through and the people i have lost i fucking want a kid...With you?" he slammed his fist on the table next to me causing the cup of water to fall onto the floor.
"How the fuck can i have a kid with the fucking woman who's father killed most of my club?" My teeth grit as i looked to him my face going blank.
"You do not want me or the kid do you?"
"I saw my fucking men die, my sister took a fucking bullet so did most of my guys and on top of that i made...no you fucking made a child a orphan! You gave that baby the same fucked up life you have. You fucking took away his mother."
The realization hit me. All of this was my fault and what killed me more was that he did not want this, me the baby he didn't want any of this, now seeing that his family and friends were in danger he was doing the most logical thing. He was getting rid of the problem.
The problem was me and the monster for all this bloodshed and for the loss of that baby's mother was mine, i should of never came back. I should of stayed away from this place i once called home.
"I told you that you should of fucking let me handle it bastardo...you should of fucking let me deal with it but of course blame it on me. Do what you bikers do best."
Reapers green eyes looked dark like emeralds, his hands balled into fists at his sides and the muscles in his arms flexed along with the veins.
"You should of fucking said it louder but no you were to busy to fuck me over to prove your fucking point weren't you? By the time i come back you and that fucking baby better be fucking gone. I don't want you or it because it not fucking mine, you can go to hell or to your fucking dad for all i care i rather you fucking go to hell."
Leaning my head back on the pillow i smirked ignoring the burn in my chest along with the tearing. His words cut me more then any fucking bullet or stab i had ever received. The coldness in his eyes and the serious anger in his words that were just laced with hate made me want to cry.
Hiding my tears and my emotions was something i was good at though and i would not let him see how much this was effecting me.
"Trust me you wont have to worry about me or this baby."
He left the room suddenly and slammed the door, the force causing the windows to shake violently. My hands held onto the paper as my left hand moved to my belly. I rubbed it in small circles not sure what to even think about the fact that i was pregnant other then that no matter what i needed to protect my baby with or without Reapers help. Knowing the Don word would of got out that i survived and being in this hospital i was to much of an open target.
I looked to the machine and shut it off as i pulled the I.V. from my arm, my leg was in no cast or in any severe pain so it must of been a flesh wound, I stood as i ringed in my nurse on the intercom.
"Hi yes could i get something for the pain please..."
"I will be there soon."
Standing easily i moved towards the sink and looked at my face, my neck had finger prints and dark blue and purple bruising, my lip and nose looked red and swollen. Below my left eye i had a small blackish blue bruise, i did not look to bad but enough to show i been through hell. My hands were bandaged.
Probably from all of the punches i had thrown at Fransisco, the nurse walked in and frowned as she saw e standing and the I.V. on the bed dripping.
"girl you should be in bed not walking around."
"yeah about that.." Elbowing her in the face i exhaled and looked to her as she fell to the ground.
"I need to leave."
Lifting her onto the bed i grabbed the needle an morphine from her pocket, placing it on the table i began undressing her and slipped her clothes and shoes on. My feet were a bit tight in the shoes and her clothes fit me snug but it covered me enough to get me through the floor. Looking to the i.v. i changed it over to her left arm and lay her in bed covering her naked body since i didn't bother putting on the gown on her, my hands moved to tie my hair up in a ponytail looking to her i felt inside her pockets pulling out a chap stick and small compact. Opening it i moved around the room and found a bottle of lotion, breaking the powder into the small amount of lotion i made s type of foundation and smeared it on the spots where i had the bruising and redness i didn't bother with my neck because i ripped a piece of blanket and made a scarf around my neck. Looking to myself i exhaled and patted my stomach.
Don't worry. I though to myself, Mommy is gonna take care of this.
Reaper
I sat at the bar at Twisters my mind racing with the events that had occurred in my life no one was here only a few of my club members where sitting at some of the scattered tables, drinking and talking about the funeral arrangements that needed to be made. It had been almost an hour since i left Belle at the hospital i had left and didn't even bother answering the calls from the emergency room. I couldn't bring myself to even fucking deal with her or whatever the fuck it was that the hospital wanted. I rose the glass to my lips and drank down the whiskey as i groaned to the burning taste, how could i help a woman who's father practically murdered my family. How could i raise a kid knowing that there was a child out there that wouldn't even have a mother? It was not her fault i know it wasn't but damn it. She knew how this fucking man was why didn't she fucking tell me? But she did tell you.
A voice in my head was telling me that she did fucking try and tell me but that i was to fucking proud and stupid to fucking listen to her and because of it this happened. Woman and men died at my house because i was to fucking proud and stubborn to listen to her or even fucking pay attention to what she told me about the Don. My club lost brothers and my brothers lost there old lady's and friends, Rosie protected the baby but because of that she was now in a coma, Edward almost died saving my life and Jose he got riddled with bullets making sure with Emily that the children got inside the house safely. It was a fucking blood bath, the blood and bodies were piled up on the ground and on the walls of my home, my kitchen had been a fucking nightmare when Emily took down the assholes that had chased after the kids and her.
My home was a slaughter house, a place that once was a safe haven was now nothing more then a fucking reminder of where people died because of my fucking pride and stubbornness, the whiskey helped numb the pain if even for a moment, what i told Belle was not right. But i was fucking afraid and i didn't know what to do. A kid! A fucking kid.
I couldn't even take care of a fucking goldfish, how the fuck was i supposed to raise a kid? Did i even fucking want to after this? How could i fucking have a kid and Belle? How was it fair to my club that i get my fucking happiness an my club got nothing more but funerals? A fist connecting with my jaw made me slip out of my thoughts and the fact that i dropped my fucking whiskey.
Landing on my ass i looked to a very pissed off Ink. His eyes were still red and swollen from crying, his vest was zipped over a black shirt baring all the colorful ink he had on his arms, his chest rising and falling as he glared at me, leaning over he grabbed me by my own vest and made me stand my fist hitting him in the gut, the taste of blood filling my mouth. I punched him again in the jaw this time and sent him flying back, Poison and Rex grabbed onto Inks arms as he tried coming my way the anger clear on his face.
"Why didn't you fucking answer damn it!" Ink yelled.
"i don't fucking have to answer my phone."
"Where the fuck is she prez? That girl saved my son but now shes fucking missing what the fuck did you do to her?"
Missing?
"What the hell is talking about?"
"Cops and hospital been trying to reach you the past hour after you left Belle went fucking AWOL. She knocked out one of the nurses and took her clothes...the only reason they found out is because the nurse woke up 20 minutes later."
"Call Emily then she must know where she is?"
"Emily fucking told me to ask you why she left, apparently your the fucking reason she left to begin with you son of a bitch! What the fuck did you tell Belle?" Ink yelled shoving forward.
Poison glared at me and Rex looked more to be holding him back.
"She is pregnant!"
They stopped and starred at me like if i was saying bullshit before they finally seemed to relax.
"Then why arent you fucking looking for her?" Poison yelled as he let Ink go.
"What the fuck did you tell the girl?" Rex said.
"The fuck does it matter she is fucking gone. Let her fucking stay that way i don't fucking need her here..and its not any of your fucking business either on what i told her."
"You piece of shit! What the fuck reaper that girl has your baby in her how the fuck can you ignore her like that? She has a fucking target on her back." Poison yelled.
"My club lost already enough because of me being with her. Ink lost his wife and he almost lost his fucking son, good club brothers are dead because of this bullshit and you want me to go fucking get her. This club and my sister is all i fucking have."
Ink punched me square in the nose as he pinned me to the bar his eyes full of rage.
"You piece of shit! She is your old lady, we followed you to fucking get her from that Italian asshole. No one fucking made us we went because we alll thought you fucking loved her! That girl is out there with your kid in her belly and your here fucking blaming her when its your fucking fault."
I pushed at hold but felt as he slammed me back and this time poison or Rex didn't make a move not even the fucking club that stood behind him.
"She choose your sorry ass to be with and now she is giving you a child that you don't even fucking deserve Prez get your head out of your ass because this bullshit isn't just her fault but yours."
He shoved me away and i looked around the club as they nodded and Poison he just shook his head.
"We knew what we were getting into prez and so did you...we need to find your girl and you need to get your head out of your ass."
Standing there i wiped the blood from my nose and nodded. They had point i choose this the moment i had saw Belle, the moment i had her and kissed her was the moment i realized that i wanted her but like a fucking dick that was i pushed her away and now she was out there with my child.
"I Want every fucking biker and trucker down to every fucking club whore and worker we know on the look out for Annabelle...i will be sending you a picture i want it fucking shared with everyone. Poison reach out to the neighboring clubs and ask around. I don't give a fuck what you all have to do but i want every single fucking one on high alert for my old lady. Anyone that sees her gets word back to me...the Don will know shes alive by now and he wants all of us dead if not just me and her. That old fart brought blood on our turf we will take the fight to him eventually for our brothers but for now i need eyes on Belle"
Everyone scattered and i cleaned the blood from my nose as i bowed my head. What the fuck had i done? Grabbing my keys i growled and hauled ass to my bike, her house i needed to get there. By the time i got there her truck was there but she was gone, her clothes was gone and so were her guns even her laptop was gone. I was fucking going crazy. What the fuck did i do? How could i be so fucking stupid.