Page 87 of Acid

Fuck.

“Uh oh,” Perrie whispers, and I drop my head, knowing, even though she’s most likely in the wrong, I’m going to have to stand by her and hit my prez if he shouts at her.

“You can’t shout at me; I’m pregnant,” Perrie blurts, and my head shoots up in shock, and Steal freezes instantly.

“What?” I breathe out, and her tears fall.

She doesn’t look at me, only keeps her eyes on Steal, and states, “It’s a mind fuck as it is. No amount of therapy visits is going to get my head around the fact I aborted a baby because I knew I couldn’t carry my rapist’s child, and now I’m pregnant with my husband’s, and I still feel a little broken inside, and I’m petrified I’ll emotionally harm my baby.”

Fuck….

Steal slowly walks our way before kneeling, and I grip Perrie as he grabs her hands.

“Darling,” Steal whispers with pain for her, all while my heart pounds.

Pregnant. We’re having a baby.

Fuck, am I good enough to be a father?

Pregnant…. Fuck!

“You held a gun to her head,” Perrie sobs, and Steal flinches. “She didn’t know then, but it’s not the point. You held a gun to her head after dragging her by the hair, listening to your fuck buddy,” fuck even I flinch at her words this time, the anger in them. “You never asked her what happened, and now, even I don’t know, but it was enough to shake her. You told her you’d kill her if she returned, so if she’d had come to your door and said, ‘I’m having your baby,’ would you have listened?”

I look at Perrie in shock.

Cass was pregnant?

What the actual fuck!

Steal looks down, ashamed.

“Did she have the baby, Perrie?” I ask, and she looks at me with teary eyes.

“She did,” she admits, and a breathwhooshesout of me, and Perrie looks at Steal and says, “You need to beg, you need to plead, not be angry. You threatened to kill her! You can’t be mad that she kept Moira from you, for protecting her child from the man who said he loved her and then held a gun to her head.”

“Moira,” Steal whispers, and Perrie’s eyes soften.

“Yeah, after your mom.” She sighs. “You need to worship the ground she walks on, Steal, if you want anything to do with your daughter, and you need to ensurethat bitchdoesn’t go near her.”

His jaw ticks, and he snaps, “And what about Cass, huh? What if I want her as well?”

Perrie flinches. “I don’t know. You hurt her, and the fact you kept Faith around?—”

Steal cuts her off and states, “I haven’t touched Faith in years!” I raise a brow at him, and he sighs, admitting, “I haven’t touched any girl in years.” My mouth hangs open in shock as Perrie blinks and Steal murmurs, “Faith wanted to suck me off that day and as punishment to Cass, and for one second, I allowed her to get on her knees, before I realized why I was so mad. Before her hands could even pull my jeans down, I shoved her away and threatened her.” He looks at Perrie. “Your sister is the last person I slept with, Perrie, but I guess she won’t be able to say the same with the man hanging around her, hey?”

Perrie winces but says, “I don’t know who the man is, Steal, but again, you were the one who held a gun to her head. If she has moved on, you’ve only got yourself to blame. But in my honest opinion, I don’t think he means anything to her other than a friend.”

He nods as he mumbles, “How the fuck did I come here to confront you, only to be put in my place instead?” I smirk before he leans forward, kisses Perrie’s head, and whispers, “This baby is going to love the shit outta you. And just remember, you lose your way, you have a full club behind you to get you back on track.”

Tears fall as Perrie nods before Steal looks my way. He winces at my raised eyebrow, knowing he’s on my shit list for barging in that way, then he sighs, “I’ll see you in the ring in the morning, brother.”

I nod as he stands and walks to the gate, but before he can leave, Perrie asks, “Where is my sister?”

Steal turns with a smirk and admits, “At my home where she belongs, and so will our daughter be later on when we pick her up from daycare. I’m not letting them go, and don’t worry, your mom won’t have any access to them.”

Perrie’s mom has left her alone, but Cass, on the other hand is a different story. The woman seems to think she can convince her to hand over half her share of the house money. If she finds out about Moria, it wouldn’t surprise me if she tries something stupid to get Cass to agree.

Perrie nods and says, “Well, that’s a start, but remember, she can fight….”

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