Page 34 of Bells

“How if he has her knocked up?” I stared into the flames.

Stitches sighed. “I don’t fucking know, but there has to be a way. What if she’s not even pregnant?”

I nodded. “What if indeed. . .”

“How would we even know?”

“Aside from time?” I shook my head. “I’m not sure, but I might be able to get her away from him to free him of her chains. Not sure about the kid situation yet.”

“How?” Stitches glanced at me.

“Let me take care of that. It might hurt, but I’d rather he hurt than become trapped.”

We went back to watching the fire.

I needed to figure out what the deal with Sin’s fantasy was. If he wasn’t into it, it could be the fucking ticket to his freedom. The entire thing was just too. . . off. He’d never mentioned that shit to any of us before. If my father was involved somehow, I needed to cut the head off the fucking snake before it was too late.

Sin’s fantasy was it.

It had to be myin.

I hated I was even contemplating it, but I’d done worse things for those I loved.

This would just be another one of them.

SIN

“I’m scared,” I admitted softly two nights later as I held Bells in my arms in bed. “I don’t know how to be a dad. My own dad tried to murder me. I-I don’t exactly have good examples to use, you know?”

“My father sold me when I was three to his friends for a night of fun. My mother watched. Do you think I have a good example?” Her voice shook.

I sat up and stared down at her. She didn’t speak of her past much, but I was familiar with it enough to know she’d suffered from a young age.

“Bells—”

“I don’t need you to say it,” she muttered. “Your pity and apologies, like it was your fault.”

“I know it’s not my fault. I just hurt because you hurt.”

She sighed. “It is what it is. We’ve had a good few days. Stop trying to ruin it. You do that all the time. Things are going good, and then you decide to fucking talk about shit that no one wants to hear.”

“I’m not trying to fight. I was just saying—”

“I get it,” she snapped, sitting up. “Poor you. The only thing that’s your fault is that you put your dick in me and got me pregnant.”

“Hey, that shit’s not fair. You wanted it too,” I said, anger bubbling just below the surface. “Don’t you blame me for any of this.Wedid this. Not just me.”

“Oh, nice. Trying to pin it on me.”

“Bells, I said we—”

“Just shut up, OK? All we do is fight.” She rolled over and put her back to me.

I sighed and scrubbed my hand down my face. “What can I do? Do you need your meds? Water? Food?”

She stood abruptly and snatched her jeans up and began tugging them on.

“What are you doing?” I got to my feet and grabbed her wrist. She twisted it away from me before she stumbled back and fell to her ass.Tears streamed down her cheeks as I rushed to help her up. I hadn’t meant for her to fall.

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