Page 25 of Protecting Siena

“I have to go, someone is coming.” She hangs up before I can even say anything back to her offer.

Closing my eyes, I try to fall asleep but I have a hard time after the offer Siena put out there a few minutes ago. It’s the only thing I can think of at the moment, and I want to bring her ass home just so I can take her up on it.

When I finally pass out, I am woken up two hours later. Answering the ringing phone, I tell the person on the other line that this better be fucking good. “Sloane, I think you might have a problem.”

“What kind of problem Gully?” I groan into the phone. Rolling over, I see the time and I wait for him to tell me the problem.

“She’s been throwing up since Tony got back, so we took her to the hospital.” He pauses and I already know what he’s going to say.

“And?” I grunt out.

“She’s pregnant.” I feel like the wind is knocked out of me.

“How far along?” I barely get the words out. My mind is fucking spinning with whether or not this kid is mine. We’ve never used protection and now I feel stupid as fuck about it. Shit.

“Don’t know. I got kicked out of the room. I’m only telling you what I overheard. But Sloane, Tony is fucking pissed. So is Xavier. Is this kid yours?”

Blowing out a breath, I put my head in my hands and sit up in my bed. “I don’t fucking know. Could be.”

“They are pushing up the marriage now. She has two weeks.” Fuck. Falling back against the pillows, I close my eyes.

“If that kid is mine she’s not marrying him.” I hear him snort at my declaration.

“What the fuck are you going to do to stop it?” Thinking over all the things I can do, I give him the one that I won’t think twice about.

“I’ll take her, and we’ll run.”

“Ahh fuck Sloane. That’s only going to make things worse for both of you,” he starts, but I stop him before he can keep running down the idea.

“There is no way in hell that I’ll let that fucking bastard raise my kid.” He doesn’t say anything and I wonder if he’s listening again.

“Ten weeks.” He mumbles.

“Is it his?” I ask sounding almost pathetic.

“She isn’t saying anything. Everyone else is just fucking yelling. Ah shit, your name just came up.” I hear the door open and Xavier demands the phone from Gully.

“I see you’ve gone behind my back and continued to fuck my daughter. Since I know that it’s probably yours, I’ll give you until we get back to get your things and get the fuck off my property. If you ever contact her again, I will put a bullet in you. You will have nothing to do with either of them. She’s Tony’s responsibility now.” He hangs up the phone, and I toss mine against the wall and watch it break into pieces.

Getting out of bed, I make my way out the door and to the Audi. I’m going to make sure I have a way to contact her; I won’t just leave her to fend for herself. I don’t give a shit what he says; he won’t keep her and the baby away from me.

Making my way to the closest pharmacy, I walk in and buy a couple of prepaid phones. Walking over to the cashier, I pay cash and toss the receipt in the trash. When I get back to the house, I park in my spot and make my way back into my place so I can set both of the phones up.

Programing the other number in each phone, I grab the one for her and make my way to her room in the main house. When I walk in, the house is completely empty. I can hear my boots against the title floor, and when I get to her room, I see Tony’s shit all over. He’s been trying to make himself at home with her, and I know that’s it’s been driving her away even more.

Finding a good place that I know only she will look, I write a note for her and stash them it in her panty drawer. I know she never wears any for me, but I have a feeling she wears them normally when Tony’s around.

When I get back to my room, I pack all the shit that I’ve accumulated over the last nine months. I still don’t have a whole fucking lot since I’ve been saving a shit load of the money just in case we got caught.

Grabbing all the cash I had stored in the room, I call a cab and wait for them to pull up. Putting my bags into the trunk, I tell him to take me to a close motel. When we pull up, I hand him a couple twenties and tell him to keep the change. After, I grab my bags and make my way to front desk to check in. After settling into my room, I drop the bags on the floor and lay on the bed. Thinking about what’s about to happen. I just hope like hell she finds my note and the phone.

It’s been five days since I left the house, and I’ve been worried non fucking stop about Siena. I haven’t heard anything from her and I’m starting to get fucking antsy. Sitting in this hotel is fucking driving me insane and I just want to see her.

Hearing my phone beep, I jump up and grab it off the bathroom sink. Seeing Princess makes my heart start pounding. It’s either going to be her or Tony, and I’m hoping for the first choice.

Princess: Sloane? Please tell me that it’s you.

Me: Yeah Princess. Are you okay?

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