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“I’ll be fine,” I said. However, inside I was having a panic attack. Telling my father would get Brody killed. This wasn’t fair - it had been my choice to have sex with him, and I was old enough to decide what I wanted.
Besides, I wasn’t even sure if I would keep the baby. It was too early to tell.
As Jackson drove us, I was grateful that he wasn’t much of a talker. In fact, his boring demeanor fit really well with the situation, and soon I was home.
When I got back, I noticed that my father was still gone.
Jackson went back to playing cards with some of the other men, all of whom were too scared to say anything to me, or even ask about what happened when I left. The less they knew, the better.
I didn’t care to listen to their conversation as they were playing, but it was either that or go back to my room. I felt like if I went in, I’d lock myself in, and right then I did not feel like dealing with my feelings about having Brody’s child in me.
Instead, I sat out in the living room as the men played cards.
“The Reeds are getting pretty antsy,” said one of the guards.
“Ah, they can’t do nothing, they don’t even have half the manpower we do,” added another.
I wanted to ask about the Reeds, a neighboring mafia that was a small nuisance to my father. When you’re powerful, there are very few players in the city who can do any real damage to you. The Kings mafia was so powerful because my father was a real brute when it came to enforcing his territorial claims. All the Reeds would do is cower when father made threats to them for his money.
They were lucky. Father didn’t care about asking for his money. Something told me that Brody had something to do with this.
But I didn’t want to think about Brody, so I pushed all of their intrigue out of my mind. As Frank King’s daughter, it was important for me to know most everything. But as Brody’s ex-lover, it was best I knew nothing at all.
Frustrated with the lack of information, the stagnant position I was in, and the fact that I wasn’t certain what to do about Brody’s baby, I finally went to my room.
Immediately I made my way to the bed, wishing that Brody would hold me. He and I had never had sex in this bed, but I imagined it would have been so damn hot. The thought of my father not knowing while Brody ravaged me got all warm and flushed. I felt the arousing sensation between my legs, and all I needed was him inside of me.
Sadly, that’s not how reality works, and I found myself missing him more and more. I was so used to not needing a man and turning them down that I didn’t know what to do with myself after being dumped by the one man I really did want.
A loud knock at my door took all those thoughts away.
My father walked right in.
“You know, you can wait till I open the door. It doesn’t hurt,” I said.
“Sorry sweetheart,” he replied. He was really serious, and he looked frightened. The last time I’d seen him like that, we were in a war with another gang.
“What’s going on?” I asked. “I know that look.”
My father kept his lips tight for a minute. I imagined he was trying to think of how to say what he had to say in the least upsetting way.
He finally relaxed, and talked. “You know I would do anything to protect you.” He shuffled around, clearly uncomfortable. “And I want to see you happy. But seeing you with my friend? He’s almost twice your age.”
Dad wasn’t wrong, but I didn’t care. I wanted Brody, and I was a grown woman. Part of me was wrestling with the fact that I was pregnant and didn’t know who to tell. There was no one to ask for advice because I was completely cut off from the rest of the world. Even regular friends were hard to have in the mafia. Father had taught me early on that I shouldn’t trust anyone. And most girls my age who got to know who I was took off shortly after, scared to be around my world.
So here I was, alone with my father.
“Dad, I love him,” I said to my father about Brody.
“Don’t you dare,” he warned. “He’s too old for you, and I won’t have my daughter with a man twice her age. It’s sickening. Do you hear me?”
“Get out!” I yelled. “Just cause you never got over mom betraying you doesn’t mean you have to make sure I stay alone forever as well!”
He looked hurt for a second, then toughened up.
“That’s what I came here for,” he said. “We all have to get out.”
“What?”
