“How do you know I am at Frannie’s?” she glared at me, seeming both annoyed and curious, a smirk formed on her face.
“What else was I supposed to do? You just fucking took off after I told you I loved you! You changed your number, didn’t leave a note or anything!” My anger spouted up. It was so hard to keep it together. I was already coming undone and cracking right before her, showing her the broken man I had become in the winter of her absence.
“Yeah, because we aren’t good together, Link.” I could see the tears brim her eyes and she sniffled, rubbing her temples with her fingers. “When I am with you? I just get hurt.”
“Says who? You?!” I raised my voice a little, catching her and someone going in by surprise, cracking fully at the end. I was already bawling, a waterfall of tears coming without sign of stopping.
“Why would I let you get in my head again, Link? After everything?!” She yelled back, venom in her voice.
“After everything?!” He raised his arms up in the air and twirled around, wiping his tears as he did so. “I only helped you con your racist, country bumpkin grandparents into giving you that damn dowry with no conditions. I let you stay in my home, I treated you like family…and this is how you repay me?”
“Hurts when the fucking tables are turned? Doesn’t it?” She said coldly, looking past me for the bus.
“Oh, is that what this was all about? Revenge?” I snarled, wiping the tears from my eyes. “I help you and you fuck with my head because of the shitty thing I did in high school?”
“N-no…that’s not…” She stumbled, now unsure of her position. I could see by the look in her eyes she was distracted by something else still, troubled. I took a deep breath and crouched down, getting at eye level with her.
“Have you eaten today? You look pale…” I noted, her lips not the same rich brown shade as usual. Her hair a mess, her eyes bagged and tired.
“No.” She whispered, sniffling still.
“Please Gwennie,” I begged, getting down on my knees in front of her, ready to kotow if I had to. “Let me take you for food, let me talk this over with you…please…” She looked at me, blinking back tears, the troubled look back in her eyes at full force. She nodded, a tear rolling down her cheek. Instinctively, I reached for her, wrapping my arms around her as she sobbed silently into my shirt.
The ride to the diner was a quiet one, Gwen looking out the window as the trees went by, seeming lost in thought. I wanted to hold her hand and comfort her. She looked like she had been delivered some heavy news, and it was driving me crazy wondering what the hell it could even be. She had already been through so much…it was almost a cruel joke to think that she would have to endure something else horrific. I would be there every step of the way, if only she’d let me. I wouldn’t let her be alone, I would care for her and hold her hand like I should have done all these years. There was no one else in this world for me, and I needed her to know that…no matter what her decision on the matter may have been. Life was too short to not tell her how I felt.
As I lifted her from the passenger seat, she waved me off, taking her cane with her and walking towards the diner doors. As I made my way behind her, I started to quickly hatch a plan. This was my chance, my moment. I would sit her down, look her in the face and tell her. She ordered her usual burger and strawberry shake, and I my usual as well. She played with the straw of her shake, stirring it carefully, sighing as she watched the goopy pink liquids slosh around in its glass. This was it, there was no time better than any. I opened my mouth to speak, and was interrupted, my whole world sent reeling in a different direction in just two words:
“I’m pregnant.” She blurted out, looking up from her drink. I shut my mouth with such a force, one would think it would have broken.
“You’re…pregnant?” I chuckled nervously. She nodded, her worried look suddenly replaced by determination, strength and resolve.
“Yes,” she sipped at her drink, “And I’m keeping it.” It was then the waitress came, plopping our food down in front of us. Like a lion tackling a gazelle, she picked up the burger and ate like she had been starving to death, taking sips here and there of her shake. She seemed to feel better after bringing the fact to light, and for that I was thankful. That if only for a second she felt somewhat better. My own mind, however, was racing in a million directions.
I stared at her, gobsmacked, the words that spouted from her lips seemed crazy and impossible. Yesterday I was a heartbroken bachelor, drunk on booze and my life headed down a dark path. But now, all of a sudden, the cosmos had hit me…I was going to be a father?!
17
Gwen
It was then the words came out, like a gunshot to the senses. I couldn’t quite get a bead on his reaction, his open mouth closed tightly for a moment before asking me if I was.
“Yes, and I’m keeping it.” I said with such a protective overtone. I wasn’t that far along but even now, even with all the drama surrounding it all, I had decided I wanted to keep it. He could either be in its life or not, I didn’t care. I just knew deep down in my heart as we had rode in silence in his car, that I was making the right decision. I was going to be a mother, and it was as scary as it was exciting. As I sipped at my shake, the waitress came and I smiled at her, her eyes full of surprise and interest. I suddenly realized I may have been a little too loud, feeling like every eye of the restaurant was on me. I didn’t bother to look though and turned my attention to the burger in front of me. For the first time in days I felt like maybe something I ate would stay down. I started tearing hungrily into my food, taking sips of shake as I wolfed it down, starving from the past week’s nausea and vomiting party. It had been real, but it had not been real fun.
As I looked up from my food, I began to feel uneasy, he still hadn’t said anything, and he looked…shocked? Upset? I couldn’t tell. My stomach started to turn as I finished my meal. He hadn’t touched his food at all yet, and he just stared at me. Finally, I cleared my throat and he seemed to come out of his in depth trance and picked up his own burger and began eating.
“How long?” He finally asked, a mouthful of burger garbling his question.
“We aren’t really sure yet,” I smiled, wiping my mouth with my napkin. “The morning sickness only started this week, so I would imagine very early on. Maybe a month or so.”
“H-how did this happen? I thought you were protected?” He questioned, narrowing his eyes at me. He began picking at the fries on his plate, swirling it in his ketchup, and then ate one.
“Well, I had had an IUD in before the accident…” I began. His eyes widened, the wheels already beginning to turn in that big brain of his.
“When your pelvis got smashed…they took it out for mris and surgery…” He nodded to himself, swallowing a sip of his drink. I nodded, feeling like such an idiot. I should have figured they would do that, especially with the extent of my injuries. “And no one told you this?” I shook my head no.
“If I had, I would have made you wear protection.” I sighed. Leaning back in the booth. “I’m really sorry.”
“No! Don’t be… I’m not upset Gwennie, just a bit shocked is all…” He trailed off, managing to smile weakly. My heart sunk into my stomach. This didn’t seem to be going well, and I had expected an argument to ensue, especially with my declaration of my intention to keep it. He stayed quiet for a long while, finishing up his food. You could cut the tension with a knife, and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I wanted to just get this done and over with, whatever the conversation may be, and get home. I was tired. “Well,” He looked up at me and smiled brightly, a stark contrast to his behavior the whole meal, “What doctor did they recommend? I know a really good obgyn in the hospital. She comes highly recommended and if we can get in there that would be the best option.”
“W-We?” I stammered, confused. A second ago the look on his face seemed to be a man ready for the firing squad. Now he seemed full of vim and vigor, ready to face the music. “Y-you do
n’t have to help if you don’t want to Link. This is on me. I never asked about it because I never thought about it.”
“Actually,” He smiled, “As much as I love our hospital? It’s theirs. And either way I want to be a part of the babies’ life…and a part of your life as well.” Now it was my turn to be flabbergasted. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. He wanted to be a part of our lives? After I had just walked out on him and fled the scene like I had committed a murder? “Listen, I know after everything that has happened in the past, despite the good I have tried to do this time around, I do not deserve you.” He got up and went over to me, and I scooted over, allowing him to sit next to me. He took my hand in his, bringing it up to his mouth and kissed it, causing me to start to cry. He wiped my tears with his finger, wrapping his arms around me tightly. “I want to be there for you and the baby. I want to be the man who you can be proud to have on your arm, Gwen, if you’ll give me the chance.” He put his forehead to mine, and then whispered softly to me. “I love you.”
Overwhelmed by emotion, I reached up and pulled him to me, looking into his eyes before I kissed him. A couple old people at the stool counter clapped and we both giggled, it was as if we were in a cheesy Hollywood romance movie.
“I love you too, Link.” I grinned, pressing my lips back to his, the crowd around us once again clapping and encouraging us. “I have been in love with you this whole time. I was just so scared of getting hurt!” I sobbed, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“None of that matters now,” He shushed me quietly, kissing me on top of the head. “Let’s get out of here, okay?” I nodded in agreement. It was a little weird to be having our moment in this cute little diner, eyes all on us, though in a sweet way it was kind of nice. It was like a fairy tale- we would be parents soon of a beautiful baby, living together maybe? Finally, on the road to a happy ending. Something I desperately needed after all the mayhem in my life that ensued.
Link suddenly burst into action, kissing me hard in that old malt shop diner booth. I felt like we were in an episode of Riverdale, he Jughead and I Betty. All of the details didn’t matter now, we would get wherever it was we were supposed to be. He took my hand and slapped a hundred on the table, leading me out of the diner, a devilish look on his face. As he took me to the car and helped me in, I couldn’t help but notice his hand linger on my ass and squeeze a little before heading to the drivers side. He reached over and began kissing me, weaving his fingers into my hair, his other arm wrapped tightly around my waist. He then slid his hands down to my hips, squeezing softly and working his way down to my ass again. I had never wanted him more than I did now, and without thinking my hand jutted forward, massaging his member through his pants.
He let out a guttural moan, my touch setting him on fire, I could already feel the precum soaking through his pants.
“Go to our old spot.” I said breathlessly in between kisses.
“The waterfalls?”
“Mmmhmm!” I nodded as I pressed my lips to his and bit lightly, sinking back into my seat. He nodded, looking out the window and chuckling at the eyes on us from the diner.
“They’re getting dinner and a show, huh?” I snorted as he buckled up and then pulled out of the parking lot, heading to the waterfalls per my instruction.
As we got there, he quickly put it in park and opened his door, getting me out of the passenger side and pushing me up against the car. Without warning, he pulled my skirt up and slipped my panties down, slipping his fingers underneath and playing my pink button like a fiddle.
“Oh fuck!” I screamed, feeling free in the privacy of the woods to just let loose. He chuckled, letting his fingers do all the talking. I wrapped my arms around his neck kissed him, my hunger for his cock was ravenous. I wanted, no needed to have him. I needed to feel him inside me, throbbing and plunging into my body. I grabbed him through his pants and began massaging again, pulling his scrubs down to the ground. “Fuck me Link! Please! Give me your big hard cock!” I begged. He grabbed my ass and pushed me against the car, lifting me up and slipping himself inside of me. I gasped, the slosh slosh of my sodden vagina echoing through the trees as he fucked me. Our grunts and moans were a sweet harmony, our lovemaking full of a newfound fiery passion that I had long yearned for in my life. “Harder.” I pleaded. He looked at me a little apprehensively. “I won’t break I promise.” He bit my lip, pressing them to mine hard as he plunged in harder and harder. I was unable to contain myself, screaming and growling like an animal. “Yes! Yes! YES!” I cried out, my canal tightening and throbbing around his member, releasing into an orgasm that shook me to my core. “Fuck!” I cried out, my legs like jello, as he slid me down to the ground and opened the car door.
“After you, Princess.” He motioned to the backseat. I grinned, the sound of the nickname setting me on fire all over again. We climbed into the wide backseat of his SUV, and he laid the backseats down, creating a makeshift bed for us. He laid me down gently, kissing my softly and looking into my eyes. “I love you baby,” He whispered, slipping himself back inside me as we made the SUV rock to and fro with our sex.
18
Link
As I put the car seats down, I was full prepared to continue to make her sing like a choir girl. After so long, all this tense dramatic waiting, we finally were back together. Both so in love, so in lust even, and now a baby? Everything was so perfect. As I slid in again, I told her I loved her, her canal slippery from her previous orgasm. She wrapped her arms around my neck again, pulling my face to hers and as I thrusted into her, it was like we were living a dream.
“I love you too, Link.” She whispered, licking my lips and teasing them. I began thrusting into her harder, much to her delight, her moans quickly going from soft and mild to gritty and dripping in ecstasy. I wanted to fill her up again, the very thought making my already rock-hard member throb and ache. I pulled her shirt off, exposing her gorgeous breasts, cupping them with my hands as I kept thrusting. She squealed joyously as our heavy breathing fogged the glass, our movements rocking the car like we were on some bumpy fair ride. I impaled her again and again, the resonance from our collective cries filling the car and echoing around us.”Mmmm… Link…please fuck me from behind!” She pleaded.
I flipped her over, using my hand to gently grab at the base of her scalp, and began ramming her like a bull in heat. She giggled and groaned excitedly, pushing herself backwards into me harder and harder. I began plunging into her like a piston, fast and hard, her pleas for more almost sending me over the edge. As I buried myself in her over and over, she came again, dripping down my shaft. “More!” She cried out, “More Link! I want you to fill me up again!” I slowed a minute, trying to gain a little bit more time. But she was so tight and wet, it only took a few more pumped before I came. And I came hard. I pulled her into me hard as I came, filling her to the brim, the excess dripping out onto the seat.
I flopped over next to her, breathless. I looked over to her and she smiled back at me, leaning over to press a kiss to my lips. We curled up in the back of the suv, using spare blankets I had in the back for pillows, as we laid there covered in sweat- the smell of sex fragrant and hanging in the air. Gwen giggled and used a finger to draw a heart in the fog of the window, like a child on a long winter road trip. I laughed and leaned over and doodled L and G in the heart, snuggling up to her from behind.
As we laid there, I thought about how we got to where we are now. How my past transgressions and some of my actions during our con had proven one thing: I had a lot of growing up to do. Especially now with a baby on the way. The first step would be to make sure that all her prenatal care was set up with a reputable doctor, all her physical therapy and such too. I would put her on my insurance to make sure they would both have full coverage. Especially in this economy, prenatal visits could be so expensive, even with state help. And I had the ability to help properly, so why not?
The second step was to make sure that this premarital baby wouldn’t lead to the
m fucking up her dowry. She deserved that money, and though we had duped those two bumpkins into believing we were a dream couple, that didn’t mean something like this wouldn’t mess it all up. The grandmother seemed a lot more receptive and accepting, but I couldn’t trust either of them farther than I could throw them. I was sure the grandfather hated my guts by this point. He was too ignorant to realize what he had done was horrible. Racism was something that was soon to be on the chopping block, the future would be loving and accepting, and old crones like him were dying off in droves. But, unfortunately, they did have a say over everything and I had to make sure that her future was certain. I loved her, more than life itself, but who knew what the future held. I wanted to be with her, have her by my side and stay with her…but the future was never certain. I had to make sure that no matter what, she was always taken care of.
“You okay?” Gwen asked as we laid there, shaking me from my thoughts.
“Yeah I am,” I smiled at her, cuddling her close.
As we laid there in the back of the car, we chatted about names for our new baby. The very thought of me having my own child brought a tear to my eye. My parents had really fucked up with me. They had been cold, callous, selfish drunks- and I wanted to give them so much more than what I had. I had had everything one could want monetarily, but when it came to love and acceptance…there was none. Not until they realized I could be a cash cow for them if they played their scheming little cards right. I would make sure that no matter what happened, our little bundle of joy would have all they needed- both love and financially. But mostly love.
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