by Kat Cameron
I was so lost in my thoughts I didn’t see her pick up a 9mm. That fucker went right into my leg through and through. “Stana that is fucking enough!” Bullet roared.
He got one bullet in the arm for that comment. “Stana come now I think that is quite enough. We need to get some answers out of them. Before you kill them.” Andrei told her, sounding like he was tired of dealing with her.
“You are right daddy. Let me just go grab this.” She walked up to my shoulder where the knife sat and ripped it out. My god, I was going to beat her ass nice and fucking red for that one when we got out of here. “You know I really think you two asked for this yourselves. You should have just listened to me.” The words weren’t even out of her mouth before she was whipping the knife at her father. He was so cocky and confident in her that he didn’t bring any of his guards with him. So now he was attached to the wall by the same shoulder I had been. He was squealing like a little bitch too.
Stana helped us out of our ropes and grabbed her gun. “You are going down to the room mom was in and we will deal with you there, you stupid motherfucker. How did you ever think I would be on your side?” She spat at him, going to the door and finding a guard out there. She pulled the gun on him when he tried to refuse. “You are gonna drag my father into the room my mother was in.”
“The fuck they will Stana. You little bitch!” I was really getting sick of people calling my woman a bitch. Bullet must have seen the look on my face because he took care of it for me when he punched Andrei in the face and he shut the fuck up right away.
Right after he shut his eyes Stana came running up to me and apologized over and over telling me she didn’t have a choice otherwise her father would have killed us. I told her to continue her plan of wherever she wanted him and we would continue this conversation later. So with one last kiss, she did as she was told.
Chapter Seventeen
Stana
The rage. I had never felt anything of this sort before. It was like I was dropped in hell and the flames were just consuming me, lighting up my skin like I was covered in lighter fluid. I wanted to send this fuck straight to hell so I wouldn’t have to worry about him hurting anyone else that I loved. I knew Garrison was probably wondering what was going through my head at the moment but there were so many emotions making their way through me that none of them wanted to make themselves immediately known. It was almost like my body knew what was coming before my brain did because I was getting jittery and shaky. That just wouldn’t do for what was to come.
“Baby what are you thinking about doing? Because if it is what I think it is, there will be no coming back from that. I just want you to make sure you know before you go through with it. I have done it more than a few times and it changes everything. Especially if it is voluntary,” Garrison exclaimed. That would be nice if I actually cared at the moment. I just wanted to get this done and over with so, we could live our lives.
“You know, when I was younger I used to wish for him to be dead. I just wanted him to love me and be an actual dad to me, but that never happened. Not once did he stop and think about the shit that he was putting me through. He only cared about getting his fucking money. Literally, he didn’t care for either of his wives. Hell, he had the one locked up for the majority of my life and what the fuck for, I still can’t tell you.” My anger was brewing and about to overflow but I didn’t want it to be aimed at Garrison so I just shut my mouth. We were going down the steps and would be at the room any moment.
“Just put him in the chair just like you had the guys upstairs in the office,” I told the guard. “What is your name?” He told me it was Aleks. “Well Aleks, do you enjoy what you do for my father? Being his whipping boy at any moment?” Jesus, the guy looked like he was going to piss himself. Little old me was scaring the big guy. Ha! That was something else.
“No ma’am I do not enjoy what I do. I owe your father a debt and he has the whereabouts of my family unknown to me. I just know they are safe and if I didn’t work for him, he would kill them,” He muttered. My now black heart was hurting a little bit for the man. To be under someone's thumb just so you wouldn’t be hurt was not a good feeling.
“Once this is over with, you can go. I will figure out the location and you can be with your family.”
Once my father was in the chair I smacked him in the face a few times. “Wakey wakey. Time to meet your maker daddio.” Oh, that got him. He was spitting mad and his face turned redder than a tomato in a matter of seconds.
“You think you will get away with this? I have plans in place if I die and you won’t get out unscathed.”
“Well, you thought I was on your side. I was not ever and never would be. I just needed my in.” He cackled sounding like a witch. He was getting creepier by the minute. The knife that landed in his shoulder was out of my fingers so fast I didn’t realize it until he started screaming.
“How’s that feel? Your shoulder starting to burn yet?” I taunted. He had no idea what to say to that as he just let his head fall forward. Going behind him, I put my fingers in his graying hair and wrenched his head backwards. “You really thought I would be by your side for the rest of my life? That would have never fucking happened. Not even in your fucking daydreams.” I gritted out as I dug another blade into his cheek. I tried to recreate the scar that I was almost positive he gave to Aleks. It didn’t work out but the sound of pain was enough for me. Walking away I wiped his blood off on my pants. I circled around him a bit like a shark in the water waiting for the right time to strike.
“You have no idea how fucked up you made my life. I don’t want to waste any more time on you though. I am quite over this stage in my life. Goodbye, dad. I did love you once but you ruined it. Not anymore. I do hope you find peace though for once in your bastardly life.” I told him right before I slit his throat. I watched the blood bubble out of his throat and watched the life leave his eyes as he tried to fight for his life uselessly.
The whole time the guys were silent behind me. All three of them just watched which I was thankful for because if they did talk they would have ruined my concentration and I just wanted it done. But I didn’t think I would have let anyone else take care of my father. “Let’s go grab my mom and get out of here,” I told them wearily.
I grabbed my mom from the bed and brought her to Garrison. “Can you just give me a minute? I need to grab something from his office before we go.” They left me to my own devices in a house that was never a home.
Going into his office I tore everything apart until I found where Aleks family was located. While looking through his office I found a birth certificate that belonged to a Daniel Dobrev born three years before me. What the fuck? It says we have the same mom but that was impossible. There was no way. But here it all was in front of my face. Taking a deep breath, I tucked the address and the birth certificate into my shirt and smashed all of his bottles of alcohol against the walls and the curtains. I found a lighter in his desk drawer next to some cigars. Jesus father could you be any more predictable? I started from the back and lit everything up.
Killing him gave me satisfaction. Watching him die gave me a sense of peace. Watching his motherfucking house burn gave me the closure I needed on this piece of my life. Walking out of the house while it burned on behind me left me feeling empty. I just wanted to get home to my family. Getting my mom home was overwhelming, too say the least. She was definitely going to need therapy. Hell, I think all of us fucking would. Between whatever it was that turned my sisters, my shit, and my mother’s obvious hell of a life it was going to be a lot to deal with.
The next morning I woke up feeling lighter then I had in a long time. We were at home with the babies in their cribs and Garrison was sleeping peacefully beside me. I stretched and got on some sweatpants after rolling out of bed. Going into the kitchen, I made some blueberry coffee since I knew it was his favorite and started getting everything ready for our breakfast. As soon as I cracked an egg and felt the slimy part of it my
stomach turned. What the fuck was that about? I have never had any type of reaction like that before. Weird.
I finished making our breakfast without any other incidents. I was finishing off Garrison’s coffee the way he liked when he came in the kitchen and wrapped his arms around me. His arms felt like being wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and strength. It was the most amazing place to be. After everything we have been through he brought me the comfort of safety and home. Two places I never thought I would have. “Good morning baby. Mmm is that mine?” He whispered in my ear. I turned in his arms and gave him a good thorough morning kiss.
“Yes, it is yours.” No sooner were the words out of my mouth did Dylan start his cry for some food himself. “That is my cue. Mom duty is calling.” I told him with a smile that I felt all the way to my heart.
Dylan was standing up in his crib these days. I feel like I have missed watching them grow entirely throughout all of the events as of lately. I have heard people say that kids grow up quick but at the rate they were going, I felt like I just met them yesterday and they were only walking. “Come on monkey let’s get you out of there and let your sister sleep huh?” I cooed at him. He must have pooped because dear lord did the room stink terribly. It was so bad I was gagging. I brought him right to the bathroom because there was no way I could get away without bathing him this morning. As soon as he was in the tub, I called Garrison into the bathroom.
“What’s up, babe? You can’t handle a little poop?” He chuckled. Little did he know the poop never bothered me this badly before. As soon as he was able to take over I was at the toilet throwing up whatever was in my stomach. Which wasn’t a lot since I only had a couple bites to eat while picking at breakfast as I was making it. I must have caught a stomach bug or something. I would try and drink some gatorade and have some toast later. That usually did the trick.
“You alright baby? You don’t look so good?” He asked more seriously this time.
“Yes. I think I just caught a bug or something. Don’t worry I will be good as new soon.” I told him knowing it was nothing to worry about. This happened a couple of times here and there as I was growing up. “You finish taking care of him. I will go get Delia and see if she needs a bath too.” I walked to their room and just stood there taking in the view. She was currently on her back playing with her feet as if they were the coolest new toys out and she was cooing to herself. I absolutely loved just watching them play. Times like these I wish I could have my own. Unfortunately, that just was not in the cards for me.
“Hey, beautiful. What are you doing in there?” I laughed at her little expression she gave me. She was looking at me like I disturbed her from a really important part of her day. “Let’s get you up and ready for the day. You get to meet your new aunt and grandma today.” I was excited to see the looks on their faces when they met the twins. Malia also hadn’t met them yet either. We have all just been so busy and finally, we were all able to catch a break. I changed her diaper and got her dressed for the day. I put her in her highchair with some food and strapped her in then I went in to get myself ready for the day as well. We had plans to go meet everyone at the clubhouse today and just take a family day off for everyone. It was much needed to say the least. When Garrison got Dylan in his high chair he got himself ready to go as well and we were off to see my newfound family.
Chapter Eighteen
Crow
We were at the clubhouse eating food, listening to music, and drinking a couple beers with our family. When Stana introduced the twins to her family, they were ecstatic to have new babies. I was pretty sure that the mood of the clubhouse changed as soon as the smiles lit up Riley and Lydia’s face. Malia and her guys were thrilled to meet the twins too. She didn’t want to put them down. The guys were a little more apprehensive. They held them but not for more than a couple minutes. It was almost like they were scared of the kids. Which was hilarious to watch.
Everyone was having a great time. I looked over at Stana and I couldn’t believe how lucky I got being able to meet her even though the circumstances were less than shitty. She was holding Delia when she went to take a sip of her Gatorade. All of a sudden she more or less tossed Delia to Lydia and made a run for what I was guessing was the bathroom since she looked next to green.
I followed her to the bathroom and heard her throwing up again. This wasn’t strange since she could have caught a stomach bug but I got a gut feeling that this was no stomach bug. “Honey I think you should see Rooster. He might be able to give you something for this.” I told her while holding her hair back. When she was done she got up and rinsed her mouth out with some water and threw some cold water on her face. She looked pale so I brought her to the room and laid her on the bed. Meanwhile, I went to find Rooster so we could figure out what was wrong with her.
I found him on one of the couches in the living room talking to Snake. “Rooster! I need you in my room for a minute!” I told him. I turned around and had a feeling I knew what was wrong with Stana but I didn’t want to get my hopes up. I didn’t say anything to Stana because I didn’t want her to freak out. Regardless I wanted her to feel better so I was thankful Rooster didn’t take his time when he came in not two seconds after me.
“What’s going on girl? You look terrible.” He asked Stana.
“It started this morning. I was making eggs and I touched the raw egg but even just the feeling made my stomach churn. That has never happened before. Then when I went to give Dylan a bath his poop made me so sick I threw up. I thought maybe I would be fine with some Gatorade and toast since that usually worked every other time I was sick like this. It didn’t work this time and I don’t know why. But I can’t seem to keep anything down today.”
Rooster chuckled. “I got an idea but you mind if I ask you somethin’ personal doll?”
“No please if it will help me feel better go ahead.” She muttered.
“You been playing hide the banana with this one without protection?” He smirked.
“Well yeah. I was told I couldn’t have kids and we are both clean. I don’t see what the problem would be.” Stana looked even more pale at what Rooster was trying to say.
“I will be right back.” He told us.
“Crow, what the fuck is going on?” I bristled at the name she used for me. She never called me that anymore.
“Don’t you fucking go there, baby. No matter what happens I am not going anywhere. I promise there will be no way I leave you. Doesn’t matter if you are pregnant or not. I am here for you. Do you hear me? Repeat it back to me.” I demanded.
“Doesn’t matter if I am pregnant or not you will be here for me. I hear you Garrison but I told you I was never supposed to be able to be pregnant. This wasn’t supposed to happen.” She cried to me. Rooster came back in with a pregnancy test in his hand and told Stana to pee on it. I helped her to the bathroom, gave her a kiss, and shut the door. When she was done she came out and she put the stick on the nightstand.
“Y’all want me to stay?” Rooster asked from the door.
“You can stay,” Stana told him which surprised me because she wasn’t the type of person to overshare with everyone. Waiting for the result from the test felt like we were waiting forever.
“Well let’s go check the test. If you are pregnant it is no more alcohol for you girl. I will wait right here for ya.”
I took her hand and gave her a reassuring kiss to her forehead before she picked it up. We looked at it together and wouldn’t you fucking know it, it said pregnant. She cried harder than I had ever seen her cry. I cried a little bit too considering I never got to have the pregnant experience with the twins mother. I didn’t get to see them being born and I didn’t get to feel her belly when they kicked. Jesus she was gonna have my baby. “I take it by your expressions that you both are about to be parents all over again. Congratulations. I will keep this to myself.” After his little speech, he walked out and left us alone.
“Baby you know what this means right? You are going
to be a mom. I know you say you are already but you can give birth to this baby. You can have this baby in your belly for nine months with me. You are about to give me the experience I never had with the twins. You are giving me something I never got. I love you so much darlin’.” I scooped her up in my arms and kissed her tears away. I laid her down and kissed my way down to her belly.
“Hey, little baby. I don’t know if you can hear me or not but you and your mommy just made me so so happy. We are going to be the best parents you could ask for. You are gonna grow in there and we will see you in nine months, my little jelly bean.” I gave her belly a kiss and made my way back up to her.
“You sure you want this baby with me, Garrison? I know this is going to be a lot. Hell twins are already a lot. Add another baby in the mix and it is going to be a crazy house.” She sniffed.
“Baby you and the twins and now this baby are my world. I would do anything for you. Don’t you get that by now?” I asked her.
“Do you want to tell everyone or would you rather wait until you see a doctor. We can find out how far along you are and then we will have a due date. You and your mom can go and plan a baby shower. Do all of the womanly stuff that women do when y’all are pregnant. I also heard that the hormones make a woman like a sex-crazed lunatic. Wonder if that is true. If so, I can’t wait.” I grinned at her. I really couldn’t wait for that. She was already sexual as it was.
“You know I heard that women are psychotic bitches too that have their emotions go up and down like a fucking pogo stick. What do you have to say about that?” She asked me. It was like she was trying to push me away. Well, that would never fucking happen.
“Do I need to tie you to the fucking bed and teach you to trust me and what I say?” I growled. Shit that turned her on. We would need to try that one day soon. “Fuck you like that idea, don’t you. You are fucking blushing like you did that first day you came here. You remember that?” She nodded her answer but I was sure she was wrung out for the day. “We will go back to that later baby. Why don’t you get some rest? You had a long week or month actually. I will tend to the kids. I love you” I kissed her once more and I left her under the safety of the blanket in my room.