“That bitch hit me first.”
“Keisha, why the fuck you even here?” He asks her.
“I need money, you were supposed to bring it to me yesterday,” she whines. What the fuck happened to the girl I used to know? If I had stayed would she have turned out like this?
“Yeah, and I told you until I have a DNA test to prove the bastard is mine, you ain’t gettin' another dime from me.”
**
I’m at the hospital with my old man. We’re waiting for Keisha to meet us at the hospital to do the DNA test on her son.
“Dad, how many kids do you have exactly?” I ask him, needing to know, while staring at Teri across the food court, as she glares at me. She’s only a month younger than me, and claims she’s his daughter too.
“I only know for sure that you’re mine. I had you tested the day you were born to make sure your mother wasn’t playin’ me.”
“Okay, but what about all those kids I went to school with, the ones who tormented me constantly, who all claimed they were yours?” I look around and suddenly feel sick, every single kid who claimed they were my sibling is walking towards us. Before I can tell him, we’re surrounded, Jachin speaks.
“Well hello, daddy dearest.” He always picked on me in school. Tried to make it a living hell for me. He was the group leader when it came to giving me shit. I have to say he does have my old man’s eyes but he looks a lot like his bitch of a mother. Pointy nose, square chin, and dirty blond hair. He’s tall like my father too. His mom is about average height.
“Who the fuck are you?” Dad booms looking at him confused.
“You don’t recognize your own kids? That hurts,” Jachin mocks, with a hand at his heart.
“I ain’t your dad, boy.”
“Right, just like you’re not Teri’s, Sarah’s, Heather’s, Sam’s, Monica’s, mine, Harlee’s, and that new bastard?”
“Your mothers were all whores. Anyone could be your father.”
“Don’t you call our mother’s whores,” Sam says, getting up in dad’s face. What is this a fucking reunion?
“Your mothers came to my clubhouse, spread their legs, so yeah, I think I can call them whores.”
“Fuck you, old man. We’re sick and tired of Princess Harlee showing off around town with her ‘perfect’ fucking family. You owe us,” Teri spits at him.
“Don’t owe you fuck all, ain’t my kids.”
“Let’s do a test,” I speak up. “If it proves y’all are his kids, then we can stop the bullshit.”
The group goes quiet. “Works for me, don’t want this drama shit before I die.”
“Die?” Heather asks quietly. She’s always been the quietest of my group of tormentors, usually just stays in the shadows. I think if it wasn’t for the others, her and I probably could have been friends, but we’ll never know now.
“Yeah, cancer, not much longer.”
They don’t look all that upset but I wouldn’t expect them to be. They have never had a relationship with him.
“Anyway, we are here to get a test done on Keisha’s little boy. Might as well test all of you while we are at it. Why are all of you here anyway?”
“We heard you’d be here today. Thought it was time we got shit out in the open,” Jachin says with a shrug.
**
A week later dad gets on the phone and calls all his so called kids his over to the clubhouse so we can get the bullshit of ‘who’s the daddy’ out of the way.
An hour later, they all come through the front doors, along with their whore moms. Most of whom are looking nervous.
“Well? Sit down, stop staring off around the room, I want this shit over with,” dad says from his chair.
He gets up, passes envelopes to each mother, and they slowly open them as he sits back down. “Well?”
“Teri, I’m sorry, baby girl,” her mother cries.
“How the fuck could you let me think all these years he was my dad?”
“I wanted to believe he was because he always took good care of his women.”
“Demon was right, you are a whore.” With that Teri walks out of the clubhouse, her mother trailing after her, begging her to just talk to her.
“Sam,” his mother whispers and shakes her head.
“Fuck,” he mutters looking down. “So, who is?”
His mother’s face pales and she keeps her eyes to the floor. “I really don’t know.” I snort, figures. She looks at Demon, “Would it be possible to test a few other members? Just so Sam doesn’t have to wonder his whole life who his father is?” She asks him, timidly.
Dad shrugs. “Go for it. Every kid deserves a dad. Just leave your information with one of the guys outside, and we’ll set up another testing day.”
It keeps going this way until Jachin’s mother opens her envelope. She nods her head yes. “Should have done this years ago, I wasn’t exactly sure, because that time in my life, it could have been any member here,” she says mildly as Jachin looks at her in disgust.
So, there we have it, I have a brother.
“Keisha, what about you?” I ask her, as she reads her results with tears streaming down her face.
“No,” she whispers.
I sag in relief. I knew it was possible that every single one of these people could have been my brother or sister. At least I know now exactly who is and isn’t. I think about my mother as I look to all these kids’ moms.
“How could you knowingly sleep with a married man? Yeah, I get it, he’s in the wrong too, but how could you do that?” I ask them all.
They all look ashamed but not one says anything. Every woman though has admitted it could be anyone in this club, so it looks like we’ll be doing another batch of tests. I always thought Maury was a bunch of bullshit, but here we have it, live action biker version of Maury. I look to Jachin. “Are we gonna have a problem here?”
Shaking his head, no, he sighs. “I’m sorry for the bullshit I pulled. Where do we go from here?”
“We stand by each other while our father dies. And if you stop being a dickhead you can meet your niece.” He gives me a small grin, and we shake hands. “If I had known, Jachin, I would have made dad do this sooner. I’m sorry you had to see me with him, looking like a big happy family for so many years, when you weren’t even allowed to know your father.”
“Not your fault. I blame my mom, and I’m sorry I blamed you. You didn’t know about any of it. I heard what happened when your mom found out about it all, and fuck, I’m sorry, Harlee.” He rubs a hand over his face. “I was such a stupid shit kid.”
I chuckle at him and look around the room. Watching people start to leave.
The ones who don’t have any other business here file out other than Keisha. She is sobbing in my father’s arms and oddly he is consoling her.
He rubs her back and Jachin clenches his fist. “You okay?” I ask him.
He shakes his head staring at Keisha. “Keisha,” he grits out, his voice cracking.
She looks up and my father glares at him.
“Is he mine?”
My eyes widen. Keisha and Jachin. No way. I never would have thought it but I don’t really know her anymore.
She sobs again.
“Well?” Jachin demands.
“Leave her be. Can’t you see she’s upset,” our dad tells him.
“Fuck this,” Jachin spits at them and turns to leave.
“Wait,” Keisha calls out after him.
My half-brother turns around and she goes over to him. “Let’s talk in private.”
“No, anything you need to say. They can hear it too.” He folds his arms over his chest.
“Fine.” She wipes at her nose. “He could be yours or he could belong to…” she eyes my father nervously. “Briggs.”
“You really are a whore aren’t you,” Jachin says shaking his head. “I thought I loved you and when I told you I didn’t want to get married you fucked my father. How sick is that? If Brayden is mine, be prepared to only
see him on the weekends because I will take you to court for custody and I will win.”
He storms out of the clubhouse, Keisha sobbing as she runs out behind him.
“What the hell was that about, Dad? With you consoling her?”
“When you left, she sort of became a daughter to me. She was going through a rough time, especially since you were her safe place, away from her mom and stepdad.” Carter never let me meet his mom while we were dating, hell, even my dad wouldn’t let me near their place. I don’t know much about them, just that they weren’t good people, and about a year ago, the club ran her out of town, at least that’s what I was told, most likely the club killed them, when it came out they were trying to sell Brayden, Keisha’s son, to some child ring.
“This is sounding gross. She became like a daughter to you, and you fucked her? What the hell?” I stare at him in disgust.
“It wasn’t like that. I honestly didn’t know I even slept with her the night she claimed I did, I was drunk, it was your birthday. I only remember waking up naked in bed next to her and had dried up cum on my dick.”
I gag. “Okay, please, stop. There are some things your daughter doesn’t need to hear.”
“You wanted to know. That’s what it was. I believed her at first that the kid was mine, I was sick about it. I had basically slept with a girl that was like a daughter to me. I didn’t know what to do. That’s all it was.” He rubs at his face. “I think she was more upset that I wasn’t the father because she knows I would have taken good care of her and that little boy. Gotta say, glad I ain’t that kid’s father, but don’t mean I won’t be there for him if he needs me.”
I look at him, seeing the truth in his eyes, and nod. “That better be all, because there is no way in hell, I will allow someone to be my stepmother that is younger than me.”
He laughs. “Don’t worry about that, Princess. I’m dying, not getting married.”
Chapter 35
Wrecker
“What do you want, Keisha?” I ask as she comes into mine and Harlee’s new house, without knocking. We moved in a week ago. We’ve settled right in and gotten Ellie on a good routine. She started at her new school yesterday. I’m still not used to being daddy but it feels damn good.
“I want you to kill Jachin for me.” I look at her face and notice the bruising is fading away, when I heard what Harlee did, I wasn’t surprised. I knew it was coming, only a matter of time. Keisha should have expected it too, they were once best friends, but now, they hate each other.
“Not gonna happen. He’s Harlee’s brother and they are trying to work out their shit and be civil.”
“He threatened to take Brayden from me,” she screeches.
“Well, maybe it’d do you some good. You need to get your shit straight.”
“Oh, that’s rich coming from you. You think you’re so perfect now that you have Harlee and your kid. Well I got news for you—I know you. The first chance you get you’ll be sticking your dick in anything that moves.”
“Get out before you say something that gets you killed. I didn’t bring you into this world, but I damn sure raised your ass, and I won’t hesitate to take you out if you try to fuck up shit for me with Harlee.” In the time since we’ve been back, I’ve not once stepped out on Harlee, except for when I was angry as fuck and tried to get Penny to suck me off, and I have no interest in doing so. Sure, I look at other women, it’s only natural, but I won’t ever stick my dick near anyone who isn’t Harlee.
“You don’t mean that,” she whispers, brokenly.
“Best thing for you to do is to take Briggs and Jachin down and get a test done. Then you’ll know, and then you can figure out what to do. Don’t bother me with your shit again.” She slaps me across the face, and I grab her up by her throat. “I told you once I won’t tell you again.” I carry her to the door, feet dangling and throw her out on her ass. “I hope whoever turns out to be Brayden’s father takes him from you, and bitch, I’ll help. Stay the fuck away from me and my family.”
A few minutes later, Harlee comes walking through the house in nothing but a towel, fresh outta the shower. Keisha is instantly forgotten and my dick goes rock solid.
“C’mere,” I demand already undoing my jeans.
“I thought I heard shouting.”
“Nothing for you to concern yourself with. How long we have until Ellie gets home from school?”
“Half an hour.”
“I can work with that.”
“I imagine you can, daddy.”
“Fuck, do you know how hot is when you call me that?”
She turns around and flashes her ass, sticking it out. “Why don’t you show me?”
“Fuck yeah,” I growl.
Epilogue 1
2 years later
Harlee
“Carter!” I scream from the bathroom, clutching my stomach.
I hear his feet stomping on the steps as he rushes to me. “What? Is it the baby?
“What the fuck do you think you asshole! I’m standing in a fucking puddle of water here.”
He scoops me up calmly, and carries me down the stairs. “Where are the kids?”
“Ellie is at a sleepover, remember. And Raiden is in bed. I’ll call Briggs and have him send TT over to watch him.”
Tiny Tits had her final surgery and we had her stay with us while she recovered. She didn’t go over the top like the other girls that are part of The Stable, her tits suit her body, not too big not too small. Which is why she says she can’t change her nickname since technically she still has tiny tits. TT now bartends for the new bar the club owns, and is even in charge of managing the books and the hiring process. Half the time she sends the girls to The Stable instead, since they are too busy trying to get laid. Briggs, the new President, took one look at her when she showed up here, and was instantly head over heels, not giving a shit that she was born a man. He made sure to punch out anyone that said shit to her or him, which has happened only once, and that guy hasn’t been seen since. You can probably guess what really happened to him. They actually have plans to adopt, and if that doesn’t work they are going to find someone to be their surrogate. TT helps out with the kids when needed too, they call her their Auntie Tee, they absolutely adore her, just like I do.
It’s been two years since we’ve been back together, and I didn’t imagine life would be so full and happy. I found out I was pregnant with Raiden a week after we buried my father, and since Carter didn’t have a say in Ellie’s name, I let him have full control of our second child’s. Although I thought the name was stupid as shit I didn’t fight him on it.
Now though, with another one coming, all we’ve been doing is fighting about baby names. I want to name him Ethan but Carter hates the name. Says it’s the name of a sissy. He wants to call him Wesson, like the gun. I kind of like it but I won’t tell him that. Not yet anyway.
Carter places me on the couch as he calls Briggs and we wait for TT. “The contractions aren’t too bad this time around,” I tell him.
“Good.” When I was in labor for Raiden, I had never seen him so scared in my life, but this time, he looks calm and collected.
He’s kept his promise to me as well, he’s never strayed, and he changed so much around the club. He turned the second clubhouse into a bar. Sure, they still do illegal shit, but the only club girls they have now work at The Stable as far as I know. Sure, men still get their side pussy whenever they want to, but I haven’t had to worry about Carter, not once. What his men do isn’t my business. As long as my man comes home to me and he is honest with me we’re cool. There have been temptations for him but when he’s on the road, we have video chats. We’ve gotten pretty creative with keeping things exciting.
Although most of the time we are content just to be together. The kids keep us busy and with a third on the way, Carter has his wish. I stay home to take care of the kids, but I have been taking online classes for my associate degree.
TT finally arrives and the mo
ment Raiden sees her he lights up.
“Come to Auntie Tee,” she calls to him. He instantly goes to her and she take him in her arms. “We’ll be fine. You two go deliver us a healthy baby.” She smiles at me and I kiss her cheek.
“Thanks, babe. Carter will call you later with an update.”
Once Carter shuffles me out the door and into the car we make it to the hospital in record time with our club escort.
I look at their cuts as they pull away from the emergency room and it makes me feel like my dad is here with me today watching out for me in his own way.
Hours later, I hold our new son in my arms. Wesson Ethan Runyon. I look up at my husband and smile. “I love you.”
He leans down, kissing our son, then me. “I love you too, Harlee. Always.”
Epilogue 2
10 years later
Wrecker
Never thought my life would turn out like this. I always thought I’d be the asshole that fucked around with anything that had a cunt. But having Harlee back, for good, changed me.
I’m not sure if she’s ever doubted me or not, but I’ve kept my promise to her. Sure, I’ve been tempted, fuck, almost gave in to the temptation during a film shoot once. What man wouldn’t be, especially one in the business of manufacturing pornos, and owning strip clubs. But I’ve never been unfaithful. I might have finished myself off in the bathroom afterwards, hell, even gotten a few blow jobs while out on the road, but my dick, fingers, and tongue hasn’t touched anyone’s cunt but Harlee’s, no matter how much I wanted to just give in.
Fuck, I even saw that big titted waitress a few years ago, and so badly wanted to drag her back to her house for the fuck I wanted from her all those years ago. Although, if I ever see her again, I wouldn’t mind another titty fuck from her.
Ten years we’ve been together. We got married on the day Demon passed, it was his last wish, to see her get married. A day that should have been Harlee’s happiest day ended up one of the worst. Seconds after we said I do, a tear leaked out of Demon’s eye and he nodded off, taking his last breath.
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