"Oak told me."
Oak holds his hands up in mock surrender. "I'm only the messenger. I saw Jessica with a pregnancy test and she saidthe only person who knocked her up was Snake," he relays the message meant for me to Sticks.
Sticks snorts. "Yeah, I highly doubt that. Jessica is a known biker bunny and not with just this club."
Oak's brows scrunch with confusion. "Then why the obsession with Snake if she's getting other dick?"
I glare at him even though the question is valid. "He has a point. Why me?"
Sticks shakes his head in wonder. "You'd be surprised the lengths people will go to be with the person they think they are in love with. Her obsession with you can drive her to do mad things."
"So you're telling me she would get pregnant and falsely accuse me of being the father just so I can be in her life?" The idea sounds even more insane as I say it out loud.
"I'm telling you she would get pregnant, falsely accuse you of being the father because in her head then that means you and her belong together."
I stagger backwards as her words from that night echo in my head.I wanted us to be more. We could be so good together. I don't want to move on, Snake.
She's always been wanting more than I was willing to give.
I had even warned her before hand that it would only be a one time thing.
That warning went right over her head.
And I was too drunk to put a stop in fucking her because if I was sober it would have never fucking happened.
"Okay so what am I supposed to do?" Exasperated I ask the both of them for advice. "I have to tell Alice but how do I explain this clusterfuck to her?"
Oak remains silent. I wait patiently for Sticks to advise me on what to do. "You tell her the truth. Everything. Is there a slight chance this kid might be yours? Yes. Condoms aren't onehundred percent effective. There is a higher chance, the one I believe, that Jessica is lying."
I nod my head. "How do we catch her in a lie?"
"We have Slater keep tabs on her. She will slip up, Snake, it's only a matter of time. Then we can always get a paternity test," he assures me. His assurance is far better than Oak's.
There is still the chance, the very low chance the baby could be mine. "And if she isn't lying?"
Sticks smiles at me but it's not sympathetic, it's supportive. "Then you will be the father yours wasn't.
My father was an abusive asshole who doesn't deserve to breathe. Him becoming an absentee was the best thing to happen to momma and me.
I never did have that father son connection growing up. There were things I had to learn on my own because my momma was too busy trying to support us.
If the baby is mine I could never abandon it.
I can only hope that I don't lose Alice.
I expel a long breath. "Thank you," I tell him genuinely.
Sticks winks at me. "You never have to thank family, son." He nods his head at the both of us and leaves Church.
The weight of the world isn't as heavy on my shoulders but there is still the pressure on my chest. That vice grip on my heart hasn't lessened. The only way it will is when I talk to Alice and hear what she has to say.
Will she stay or will she run?
It's a question I don't want the answer to just yet.
The only way I can calm down the demons clawing their way out my chest is to release them.
"Want to fight?"