Page 69 of Believe In Us

“Because she’s fucking pregnant.”

Silence. I hear nothing on the other side, but silence. I look down at my phone making sure the line hasn’t cut out. Nope they’re still there, probably just in shock.

“We’ll be right there,” Ace snaps, right before hanging up on me.

Setting my phone down on the bed, I move over to my dresser grabbing a bottle of vodka, following Ace’s advice. I assume it’s the closest thing to whatever alcohol Scar was referring to. It’s worth a shot. I pop open the bottle and drench the wet towel I brought over from the bathroom, in it. Bringing the towel up to her nose, I sit her body up slightly to open up her airways.

Nothing fuck.

I try once again, this time splashing her in the face with the liquor. She suddenly gasps for air, pulling herself up, opening her eyes wide.

“Son of a bitch,” she shouts, spitting out some of the vodka that seeped in through her mouth. “Are you fucking crazy?”

“Possibly,” I answer, setting the bottle down on the nightstand. “You passed out Jade, what else was I supposed to do?”

“I don’t know use water, not fucking vodka, which by the way burns like a bitch.” She blinks her eyes rapidly, “You should try it some time, maybe bathe in it.”

“I’m sorry, okay, I freaked out. You fucking passed out did you not hear me? I fucked you like a fucking savage animal, went as deep as I’ve ever gone and you fucking collapsed, KO.”

“I was exhausted, Sebastian, that orgasm rippled through me using whatever energy I had left. I’ve puked three times in the last twenty-four hours, my stomach is empty, and I have a Little Monster inside of me practically sucking the life out of me. Of course I passed out.”

“I thought maybe I…”

“You what?” she asks, her green eyes turning almost clear as she awaits my response. Frown lines mark her pale skin, as her dark blond eyebrows crease between her eyes.

“Hurt the baby.”

Immediately, her frown shifts into a wide grin as she starts fucking laughing at me, like full blown, bent forward, wheezing, and not breathing laughter. “Are you serious? You obviously never took a Sex-Ed class Sebastian, you can’t poke the baby dumbass, no matter how huge your dick is.”

“Well I know that now,” I answer, slightly embarrassed. “Oh and by the way, your sister and Ace are on their way.”

Chapter

Thirty-Two

JADE

“You’re kidding me right? Please tell me you weren’t stupid enough to call them Sebastian.”

He paces nervously around the room looking totally out of his element, out of fucking control. It’s a sight for sore eyes seeing the dominant and commanding king turn into nothing but the anxious teenage boy he has always been deep down in his very core. “I freaked out okay, didn’t you hear me, you weren’t fucking responsive Jade.”

I throw my hands up in the air in desperation, furious at the fact that I chose this fucking idiot to father my child. Oh wait, I didn’t choose, he took care of that for me just like he did now, calling my sister when he had no right to.

“I swear Sebastian, you’re lucky you’re gorgeous as fuck, and rich, and have a huge fucking dick, because you are a complete idiot.” I jump out of the bed, my head spinning as I stand too quickly. He instinctively reaches his arm out to steady me but I slap his hand away in defiance.

This obviously pisses him off as he wraps his hands around my marred wrists, still sensitive from the belt strapped around them, pulling me into him. “Watch your little mouth Wolfe, pregnant with my child or not, I won’t hold back from showing you how to respect me.”

I scoff, pulling away from him, “I’m fucking trembling in my boots. The big, bad monster is going to show me who’s boss. Grow the fuck up Sebastian, you know the shit life I’ve lived, the monsters who have followed me through the endless darkness, lived with me my whole pathetic life. You’re nothing but a scared little boy, you don’t fucking scare me.”

He crowds me pushing me back against the wall of his bedroom, his hands slamming beside my head. I flinch when I hear a loud crack as his fists punches through the drywall. “Don’t tempt me Little Wolf. I’ll tie you up right here, right now and shove my dick so far down your throat, you’ll be begging me to let you breathe.”

“I fucking dare you,” I spit out at him, licking my lips teasingly. His dark and dangerous gaze moves from my eyes down to my mouth, following the movement of my tongue. Once again, his erection pushes into me. Fuck, this is making me dangerously aroused.

“You watch that feisty little tongue or I’ll bite that shit off.” I shove him off of me, grabbing the bottle of vodka from the night table and throwing it directly at his head. However, he’s fucking quick, ducking just in time, the bottle slamming against the wall behind him and shattering to pieces.

“Fuck Jade, are you kidding me!” I rush over to the dresser grabbing another bottle of liquor from the counter and fling it at him. Fuck, I miss again. As I reach for the third he grabs me practically tackling me down to the floor, turning me and using his body to break my fall.

I can’t take it anymore, the anger, the frustration, and sheer panic I’ve been holding in for months erupts from me, drowningme in a crippling wave of anxiety. I start trembling vigorously, slamming my fist against his chest so roughly, I can feel my knuckles bruising with every hit. My vision is blurred, tears flowing endlessly from my tired sockets, unable to hold back, no longer afraid of him seeing me like this. I’m falling apart, pretending to not give a fuck, hiding my pregnancy, the fight with Scarlett, the shit with my brother, my father’s fucking death. I’m done acting like I’m made of iron and ready to accept the fact that in fact, I am in reality made of glass, stained glass. Fragile, defected, transparent, and bound to fucking shatter.

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