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“Nathan, if they ever find out about this and know you helped me–” His eyes darken.

“Let them fucking come for me. They think because I like to suck dick that I can’t hold my own. Newsflash, baby, I’d put them both on their asses. If you want to do this, I mean really want to do this, then I’ll sign the birth certificate and help you with the adoption.”

Nathan has no idea that at this moment he is my saving grace. Without his help, I don’t know what I would do. I don’t have the money to raise a child. I also know I could never terminate, so adoption was the only option. I was stupid for ever thinking that those two would see a forever type of thing with me. Tears slowly trail down my cheeks as the realization hits me, I’m going to give birth to our baby and never be able to raise it.

Sniffling, I look up at Nathan and force a smile. “No one can ever know about this. We never speak of this to our friends or anyone. They may not want this baby, but if they find out it exists, they are going to come for me. The adoption needs to be closed and I need you to promise me that you will never allow me to hack the system to search for it,” I plead. Nathan’s eyes soften as he looks down at me.

“You have my word, baby girl. I won’t tell a soul. But, I also won’t promise to stop you from hacking and finding things out about your baby because no matter what, you will always be the birth mother.”

Katie

Present

I just wish I had known then what a clusterfuck of events awaited me. If I could go back and change it, I would never have placed my baby up for adoption and allowed her to be raised by a fucking monster!

Standing here I just stare at them. Words fail me. Seeing them after all this time with everything they put me through comes rushing back to the surface and pain explodes inside my chest as memories of that night race through my mind on repeat. Their callous hurtful words broke me. The anger in their gazes is what gives me the strength to stand here composed and not break apart in front of them.

Jackson ushers me from the restaurant hastily. I look over my shoulder for one last glimpse of them and my breath hitches. They both stand there stiff, with looks of betrayal plastered across their faces. How they can look at me like that is comical, they are the ones who fucking betrayed me!

I hate that I’m in this mess because of them.

The moment they disappear from sight, I manage to draw in a full breath. A pang of longing hits me right in the chest but I quickly push that shit away. I don’t have time to be pining after them when their presence here is enough to fuck everything up.

Jackson unlocks his car and pushes me toward the passenger side whilst he goes to the driver’s. Slipping inside, I fasten my seat belt and sit here silently as he starts the car. He puts it in drive and we lurch forward only for him to slam on the breaks at the sight of Alexa, Corvin, Leah and Darius standing mere feet away from us.

“Go!” I snap as I keep my gaze on them—myfriends. Jackson does as he’s told and peels out of the parking lot. It takes more strength than I want to admit to not look back and see if the other two joined them.

“How do you know them?” Jackson asks after a minute. A whoosh of air escapes me as I stare out the window debating on how much I should tell him. Jackson has no idea that I know Crue or Saint. I, on the other hand, know exactly who the fuck he is and what he did to Crue. God, the look of hurt that flashed across Crue’s face at the sight of Jackson—nope! I push those thoughts away. They ruined everything and I’m not going to allow them to fuck this up.

“One of their friends is dating my friend,” I half lie. I’m not going to disclose to this asshole how much I personally know Saint and Crue.

“Which one?” I keep my face blank and slowly turn back to stare at him. He grips the steering wheel tightly and keeps his gaze ahead, not sparing me a glance.

“How doyouknow them?” I counter. He tries to hide his reaction but I see the way his shoulders bunch and his knuckles begin to turn white as he grips the steering wheel.

“I went to school with them.” I fight the snort that wants to break free and look back out the window. Tonight, turned out to be a clusterfuck. This date was supposed to get me closer to Jackson so I could clone his phone and get the passcodes I need to hack into the system, but we didn’t even get to order before they showed up and derailed my plans. I sigh as I rest my head against the cool glass and close my eyes. Her tiny little face flashes behind my lids and a pang of longing hits me so hard that I gasp for air. I feel Jackson’s gaze on me but I ignore it.

To distract myself, I grab my purse from the floor and grip my phone but that’s when I notice I don’t have my house keys. Shit. I swipe my phone open and bring up my text thread with Nathan hoping he’s home.

You home? Shit went south so we had to bail, I don’t have my keys.

It takes a full minute for him to reply. Seeing his name flash across my screen always brings a smile to my face. He insisted he be able to choose his own name, so I let him.

Nate Daddy

I’m at Lucious, can limp dick drop you here?

I bite my lip to keep from laughing. Lucious is a new club that opened in town a couple of months back and it’s the place to be on the weekends around here.

“Hey, I forgot my keys and my roommate is in town, are you able to drop me there, please?” I can tell from the way he pursues his lips that he was hoping the night wasn’t over, eww. I’d rather pull razor blades out of my vagina than ever let him touch me.

“Sure thing, Katie baby.” I still, my eyes shooting wide and my heart rate begins to double in speed at hearing that name. There are only two people in this world that call meKatie baby,and he isn’t one of them.

I force myself to remain silent or I risk putting myself and my intentions out there and I can’t afford that, not after all the shit I went through to get this date. Out of all the fucking people in the world that I have to suck up to for information, it just had to be Crue’s fucking cousin, the person who ousted him and is the reason his family turned their backs on him. I hate this fucking cockroach, but in order to get Adalyn back, I need him and his passcodes.

* * *

I thank Jackson for the ride and promise a rain check of our date next week. I feel sick to my stomach the moment he brushes his lips against mine in what I’m sure he thinks is a gentleman’s kiss. Honestly, I would have rather him just push me out of the car while it was still moving.

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