Scythe
My mind is racin’ a hundred miles an hour (she's pregnant, I just know it, but whose is it mine or Magic's) I watch as Sniper holds back her hair, she, dry reaches over and over “You think it's shock?” Cookie asks, but I just shake my head.
“No, I don't,” I stand up walkin' up behind Sniper, Widow still on the ground, she stays down for a bit and slowly gets up Sniper helpin’ her.
“What’s goin’ on?” I ask, but neither of them turn towards me
“Nothin’, she hasn't been feelin’ well, that's all.”
“Really! How long has that been happenin’?” I ask.
“Not long,” Sniper says, Widow still not sayin’ a word as he walks her towards his bike.
“I would guess you’re what, three months if it's mine less if it's Magic's” she turns towards me fast, but her movement has her stoppin’ than she falls to the floor, Sniper just catchin’ her in time. I run at them, but Sniper yells.
“GET DOC!” I run inside almost knockin’ Gunner over.
“What the....” he says as I run in the room for Doc.
“DOC WIDOW COLLAPSED!” he runs out the door as Sniper carries her in and he checks her pulse.
“Bring her inside,” he says, I take her from Sniper and carry her into the room with Asphalt and Doc starts to check her “Leave,” he tells me, and I walk out as he shines a light in her eyes
*
I pace the floor when a Doc comes out we all stand “How is she?” I ask him, and he looks at Sniper
“She's fine her iron levels were low which is why she had a dizzy spell.”
“And the baby,” I ask.
“The baby seems healthy, but she’ll need a proper scan done” I let the breath go that I was holdin’ in “How many weeks is she,” I ask and Doc and Sniper share a look. “Well,” I ask
“The babies yours Scythe, if that’s what you want to know.”
“Yeah, I do want to fuckin’ know! Why wasn’t I told?”
“You think you deserved to know,” Sniper asks
“You sure she's ok,” Sniper asks Doc, and he nods
“I need someone to go and get her prenatal prescription filled.”
“I’ll do it,” Blaze says” and Doc hands him a script, Cookie slaps me on the back
“You’re gonna be a father,” I smile looking at Sniper
“She should have told me.”
“She would have”
“Who else knew?”
“We all did,” he says
“Who all.”
“Our club” my anger spikes remembering Widow comin’ in yesterday covered in blood, I jump up and punch him in the face, everyone pullin' me back.
“YOU ALL FUCKIN’ NEW SHE WAS PREGNANT BUT SEND HER ON A JOB, WHAT THE FUCK SNIPER!” I yell at him, and he holds his face
“YOU DON'T THINK IT MAKES ME FEEL SICK, KNOWIN’ I COULD HAVE LOST HER AND MY GRANDBABY HUH! I LOST MY SHIT WHEN I FOUND OUT YESTERDAY. PREACHER'S SPORTIN’ A FUCKIN’ NASTY BLACK EYE A FAT LIP SCYTHE, SHE'S MY DAUGHTER. SO, DON'T FUCKIN’ GET ON YOUR MORAL HIGH FUCKIN’ HORSE, YOU'RE THE ONE THAT CALLED HER A FUCKIN’ WHORE” I step back at his words takin’ a deep breath, Widow comes walkin’ out, and we all turn and look at her “Baby girl!” Sniper says pullin' her to him.
“What the fuck is going on?” she asks lookin’ around at the Brothers and their woman, Niya moves forward to give her a hug.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’d feel better if I got something to eat,” she looks around at us all.
“You sure you’re ok,” Niya asks and Widow nods.
“Good, then let’s get you something to eat then” Niya takes her arm, but I grab her upper arm, and she looks up at me
“Come on we need to talk,” I tell her as Niya pats her on the arm, Widow walks with me outside gettin' on the back of my bike. I hand her my helmet, and she puts it on, I ride for about twenty minutes when I pull off onto a small dirt road and stop just at the tree line of the beach; Widow gets off walkin' towards the ocean the sound of the waves the only sound, and I stand behind her waitin’
“I've been here before,” she says as she stares out into the ocean.
“With who?”
“Niya”
“Niya brought you here,” she nods her head.
“Yeah, during the fights, she brought me here so I could let go of some stress.”
“And how did you do that, ” she turns to me smilin' my dick instantly getting hard.
“Like this,” she says screamin' so loud the wind drowning out her voice, and I watch as she screams and screams until she stops sittin' down on the sand.
“Feel better,” I ask her, and she looks up at me, the tips of my boots at her ass and she leans back using my legs to keep her up.
“Sit forward,” I say, sittin' behind her and pullin' her to me, her smell filling my nose and my dick is screamin’ to play.
“Why didn't you tell me?” I whisper in her ear holdin’ her tight
“I wasn't sure what I was doing, and then it got too late to terminate, so I just kept ignoring it.”
“You were going to get an abortion?” she nods.
“I was there in the office on the day, but I left, I just couldn't do it.”
“I'm fuckin’ sorry, baby,” I tell her and she turns to look at me.
“I've never slept with Magic not once,” she says, and I lean forward kissin' her, a tear falling down her face, and I kiss it away.
“I love you Widow” more tears fall.
“I love you too,” she says, turning towards me and I kiss her the way I love to kiss her all-consuming, her taste filling my mouth.
“Marry me,” she looks at me a little shocked.
“I’m not going to marry you just because I’m pregnant Scythe.”
“I don’t want you to marry me cause you're carryin’ my kid, I want you to marry me cause I fuckin’ miss and love you baby.”
“I’m not giving up my Cut” I nibble her neck holdin’ her tight
“Baby I don’t want you to.”
“Good cause I never will!”
“So! You gonna marry me or what?”
“Really romantic Scythe.”
“Baby if I was romantic you’d think I was a pussy” she laughs.
“Yeah, I would”
“So!”
“Yes, I’ll marry you” I turn her to face me, and I look into her gorgeous eyes.
“I really do love you baby” she leans forward, and our lips connect my dick gettin’ hard as her taste floods my senses. We sit there for ages just makin’ out like two horny teenagers when her tummy rumbles.
“You, hungry baby.”
“Yeah,” I stand up and pull her up with me and kiss her again.
“We're havin’ a baby,” I say, and she smiles.
“We are.”
“I fuckin’ love you so much Widow” she laughs.
“Well, if you don't want you, son or daughter, to starve to death take me somewhere and feed us.”
“Daughter, no way,” I say
“You don't want a daughter.”
“Baby I don't care if it's a boy or girl as long as it's healthy, but boys are easier,” she kisses me again, and for the first time in months, I feel like I can breathe again. With Widow in my life the whole four years I spent inside disappear, replaced with thoughts of what's to come with my soon to be wife and mother of my child.