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“You’re gonna have a kid?” I asked, needing her to confirm what she’d just told me.
Her hand slipped to her stomach and her eyes drifted down. “We’re gonna have a baby.”
I let out a short laugh and shot forward, lifting her up and squeezing her tightly. She giggled, smacking me on the arm and demanded I let her go.
“Brother, stop squeezing my woman. She’s gotta keep that thing in there for another six months, I don’t need her popping it out right now.” Op laughed. I put Chelsea down and turned to him. Op had been my best friend and my brother since I was in diapers. My heart was racing, I was so fucking happy for them. After all the shit they’d been through they deserved something positive in their lives.
“Congrats man.” We shook hands and I pulled him in, patting him on the back with my free hand.
“Thanks, bro. Can’t wait to tell Harlyn she’s going to be a big sister.” He pulled back and grinned at me.
This was our life. To outsiders, we were gang members and a menace to society, but we were much more than that. We were everything to each other. I felt my brothers’ highs and I also felt their lows. We had a bond that was forged through love and honor and respect.
Chelsea and Optimus having a baby was giving us a new addition to our family. That child was a part of our club’s future and that was something to be excited about.
Not all club children chose to live the club life when they got older. It was never something that was forced on us as kids. A few left, but most decided to stay and continue to be a part of the club. For me it was never a question, even growing up with my father who made the decision to put the club first before me and my mom. I got to see first-hand how every member of the Brothers by Blood—brothers as well as Old Ladies—came together to support someone when they were in a time of need. I had that support, and it was my duty to make sure that if the situation ever arose that I would be able to do the same.
“It’s gonna be a boy,” I stated.
They both laughed. “You think?” Chelsea asked, her face beaming.
“Fuck yeah, Harlyn needs a brother to sort her out.”
Chelsea giggled. “She’s going to end up with one of your brothers, so I wouldn’t worry about that.”
I watched Op’s face drop. “What the fuck does that mean?”
Rolling her eyes, she smirked. “Harlyn will end up dating a brother. I can guarantee it.”
“Not if that brother wants to lose a hand,” he snarled.
“Oh calm down, caveman. She’s got years to go yet before that happens.” Chelsea walked over and wrapped her arms around her man. He frowned down at her. He was just realizing now that his little girl would someday not be so little.
“Yo, prez!” Leo sauntered into the room holding his cell up in his hand. “Sugar is trying to call you. Said there’s been some drama at the school with Harlyn.”
Op’s brow creased. “Fuck my life.” He whipped his phone out and wrangled himself out of Chelsea’s arms, growling and grumbling as he took off down the hall.
Chelsea shook her head. “With the rate that kid is going, she isn’t going to live long enough to even start dating… because Op’s gonna strangle her.”
“What’s up with Harlyn?” I asked curiously. They had been called down to the school several times over the last couple weeks.
Sighing, Chelsea pulled out a chair and dropped herself into it. “The kids at school have been giving her hell about the club. And you know that little girl, she isn’t going to let anyone talk bad about her family.” I saw a small smirk play on her lips. “She punched an older boy in the stomach last week for saying that her dad was a loser.”
I coughed, attempting to cover my laughter. “Can take the girl outta the club…”
“But not the club out of the girl,” Chelsea finished, smiling.
I took a seat at the table with her, and we sat in silence for a minute. I knew she was itching to say something.
“Just spit it out, princess.”
“Rose… she needs us, Blizzard,” her voice came out as a whisper. I could hear the emotion in it and it pulled at my heart.
I cleared my throat. “Can’t just forget what she did. She hurt my family.”
“But you’re willing to risk her life? If revenge is really that important to you, then I’m not sure you’re the man I thought you were.” I could hear the sadness and disappointment in her voice as she pushed back her chair. She didn’t even look at me as she stood and walked away.
Was that what this was to me?Was it revenge?
The pain I had felt when I’d found out that Rose had been behind it all was something I’d only ever felt once before when my mother chose another club over what was meant to be our family. I’d cared for Rose, at that stage I had wanted to save her, take away all the hurt and suffering that she was going through, and show her that there was something better out there. That there was a world like ours where you didn’t have to fight for love.
I just wanted her to feel what I had felt. But now she was putting her life on the line just so she could prove that she was sorry for what she had done. Was it really worth the possibility of losing her just so I could get some sort of satisfaction?
Now I wasn’t really sure.
