“Give them to me.”
CHAPTER 18
Tirone
Blood filled my mouth as Furore punched the fuck out of me. My response was a fucking sated smile that infuriated him more. I fought the temptation to crack with laughter with every blow and then spray all the blood and drool on his face like Tyler Durden in Fight Club, only out of respect to the mother of my baby.
Besides, I wasn’t angry anymore. Even the pain from his beating fell on me unvictorious. I couldn’t feel anything but happiness. Jo was pregnant. My little faerie was carrying my baby.
My crown is called content, a crown that seldom kings enjoy.
“You switched her fucking pills!” Smack. “And gave her fertility drugs instead of antibiotics, you son of a fuck!”
He really needed to work on his swearing creativity.Jo didn’t teach you well.I stifled a laugh.
The next blow threw me off the chair and onto the kitchen floor. It was a good thing he chose the kitchen for this sweet exchange. Getting blood on the carpets would have made the mother of my child upset. I couldn’t let that happen.
“What the fuck are you laughing at? Do you realize what the fuck you’ve done?”
“I’ve gotten my girl pregnant. We’re having a baby. I realize damn well what I’ve done. You’re gonna be a grandpa.” I flashed my bloody teeth at him.
“Tirone!” Jo shouted. She’d been silent the whole time he was busy rearranging my face. Normally, she’d be screaming at us to stop fighting and urged her husband to control his anger. Good girl. She wouldn’t risk getting in the middle of our fight and hurting herself or our baby. She probably want to punch me herself, too, but didn’t for the same reason.Good girl, Jo. My good girl.
“How can any of us trust you anymore?” he spat. “We had a deal. We share with you everything. I gave you my home. I put my neck on the line for you at the club every day, even my wife that you wouldn’t let go I share with you, and you stab us in the back. You fucked up everything. Me, Jo, the brothers, how can any of us trust you ever the fuck again?”
“Don’t mix things together. At the club, you’re Prez. My loyalty is to you and the brothers. Since I paid my debts and patched in again, I never betrayed that, never will.” I lifted my gaze at Jo. “Here, my loyalty is to my girl. I do what makes her happy. Whatever she wants. At any cost.”
“I didn’t want this, Tirone,” she whimpered. “Not now. Not like this.”
“Liar. You couldn’t wait, little faerie. You didn’t have to. I couldn’t wait either.”
“You are in high school!” she snapped. “We agreed we’d reopen this conversation when you return from college so we,” her hand flew in the air among the three of us, “can make that decision together.”
I sat up, spitting the blood I could no longer swallow on the floor. I’d clean this as soon as I could stand. “I’m not going to college.”
“Excuse me?”
“You really think I’d just leave you for four years? C’mon, Jo.”
“We filled out the applications together. We talked and talked about your options and potential. We made plans, Tirone. You were lying to me this whole time?”
“Do you not remember what I said at the library and at the lake? Or were you not listening, Jo, because it wasn’t what you wanted to hear? I told you so many times I was never leaving you. But you, little faerie…it’s you who wanted to leave me.”
“Don’t give me this shit right now.”
“Do you or do you not want me to go to college because you think I’ll forget about you when I’m away?!” I didn’t want to yell, but I couldn’t take it anymore.
Her face changed, a deer caught in the headlights.
“I know you better than anyone, Jo. That is your plan. Ship me off, thinking like that stupid shrink that you might be some kind of an obsession to me after all, and I’ll just hook up with some other girl so you finally won’t have to be torn between two men, so you can finally choose, so you can start a real family…with him, not me.” It sliced at me when I said it out loud, and the need to punish her for it stirred like a storm inside me. Miraculously, I managed to redirect my anger toward Furore before it took over me. He deserved my wrath, not my baby Mama. “And you, you talk to me about trust and honoring our deal, when you’ve counting on the same so you can have her all to yourself, when you put her on the pill just soIwon’t get her pregnant,. You fuck her in the only place that makes me feel like she’s mine to show me it’s you who will always own her, and I can’t say anything about it because it’s your ring on her finger.”
“You started that shit,” he roared.
“When I fucked her in your bed? You yanked me out of her pussy as if I had no right to it and had her yourself, and I’d accepted. Was that not enough punishment? Why did you have to fuck her in the library? Because I got her the books you should have gotten her?”
“Because you fucked her out in the open when anyone could see with no respect to my being her husband. Because when we talked after her nightmare, you didn’t tell me shit about her wanting a baby when you knew damn well that was what was bothering her so that only you can put a baby in her belly.”
“Because I didn’t want her to have your kids, you know why? Because you’re a shitty father.”
