It truly blows my mind when I see all of the men with their kids, loving and so caring, but I can feel the darkness inside of all of them.
I feel something fluttering in my stomach and I gasp loudly. “I think I just felt them move!”
Trey and Vinny press their hands to my stomach, hoping to feel. “This is the first time I’ve felt them move.” Tears fill my eyes. This just made it so much more real.
We all lie together, holding our breath and hoping to feel them again. “I can’t wait to meet them.”
“Me either, sweet girl.” Trey kisses my cheek, and I snuggle deep into them, out in seconds.
When I wake up again, this time at a normal hour, my phone is ringing and ringing. “Can you hand me my phone, Vinny?” I ask.
He hands it to me and buries his face in the side of my neck. I smile, rubbing my hand over his head before I answer.
“Hello?” I answer, smiling when Vinny kisses the side of my neck.
“I need you to come in so I can send your records over to your new doctor,” Andrea, my old doctor, says.
I don’t understand why she keeps bothering us. “Andrea, please just leave us alone. We’ve been telling you this for three months now.”
“I’ll be there in a few hours to bring them.” She hangs up the phone, and I throw it to the foot of the bed. I’m so tired of her.
“Why is she doing this?” I rub my face and slide down the bed, then walk into the bathroom to put on some leggings and a loose T-shirt.
“What’s the matter?” Trey asks, walking into the bathroom with me. I push my hair out of my face.
“She called again, saying she’ll be over to bring me my records or something like that.” I take my hairbrush and start to roughly brush my hair.
Trey takes my hairbrush from me and runs it gently through my long hair. “I’ll settle this shit today. You and Vinny go out and buy some baby shit or something, in case she shows up.”
The anxiety lifts. I turn around and wrap my arms around him, hugging him tightly. “I love you, Trey.”
“I love you too, my girl.”
Trey
I wave them bye and get on my bike and head to Andrea’s office. I don’t like this bitch. She has been trouble since the second I met her.
She’s fucking obsessed with Lani, and that shit is ending today. I told Andy to not let her in and I stationed a prospect at the gate to protect the girls and Andy.
I have a bad fucking feeling about it all.
She has stressed Lani out too many fucking times for me to tolerate that shit anymore.
I pull up in front of her clinic, but it’s been emptied out and there’s a for lease sign hanging in the window.
What the fuck?
I call Techy. “I need you to look into Andrea, Lani’s old doctor. Something is fucking off with her,” I explain.
I drive around the back of the lot. I’m going to break in and see if I can find anything. I walk up to the door and kick that shit in.
I turn on the light and my fucking heart stops when I see the walls are crowded with pictures of Lani. A whole fucking lot of them are from when she was sitting inside of the doctor’s office.
One is of her putting on her hospital gown. Luckily she was wearing underwear. Vinny and I were standing right there. We were right there, but we couldn’t have protected her from this shit.
I take out my phone and call in the guys. I’ll tell Vinny later. I don’t want to ruin Lani’s day and worry her with this shit right now.
I search further in the room and I see a picture frame in the trash. I pick it up and look at it.
No, please fucking no.
Vinny
“Darlin’, what do you want to look at today?” I ask Lani. She’s glowing as she holds her stomach.
I will never tire of seeing her growing with our child every single day, the pure fucking bliss on her face.
She rolls down the window, sticking her hand out and feeling the warm Texas air drift through the cab. “Do you have any names you like for the babies?”
She looks over at me, smiling. I look out of my window. “I love you, Vinny.” She reaches over rubbing my thighs.
“I love you, darlin’.”
I look out of my window and see something running a red light and driving right towards me.
Lani screams at the top of her lungs, I unbuckle my seatbelt and cover her body with mine.”
Please, God. Don’t let her be hurt.
Trey
I meet the guys outside. Kyle jumps off of his bike when he sees my rush. I hand Kyle the picture frame, and his face shows his shock as he looks at the picture.
All of us try to connect the dots to what the fuck is going on.
Vinny
I jam my arms between the seats, grabbing the bars as the truck flips over and over. I try to keep Lani as still as possible in the truck, my fucking back getting trashed in the process.
The truck comes to a stop, right side up, luckily. Lani stops screaming, trying to catch her breath. “Oh god Vinny, are you okay?” She shakily touches my face, checking on me.
I slowly peel my hands out from under the seats. I look down at them, and my fingers don't look that fucking good.
Something slams into the glass of the door. I look up and see fucking Freddy standing there along with Andrea, shooting at the glass.
What the fuck?
Lani gasps. “What’s happening, Vinny?” She grips my shirt, burying her face into my chest. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her to me.
“I’m going to try to drive off, baby.”
If it was just me, I would have opened the door and fought them, but I won’t chance opening the door and them shooting Lani.
I would fucking die if something happened to her or my babies. I just don't think I could overcome it.
I climb over Lani, trying to start the truck in hope we can drive out of here, but it doesn’t even turn over.
Fuck, we’re stuck.
I reach up and hit the buttons to signal to the MC that I’m in deep shit. Luckily this truck is fucking indestructible or Lani could have been seriously hurt.
Freddy grabs a rock, trying to break out the window. It splinters; it’s already fucking messed up from rolling around down the hill.
Andrea pushes Freddy, screaming, and takes the gun from him, shooting the window over and over, and the inside of the truck’s glass splinters.
Fuck, they’re about to break through.
“Angel, I have to end this. I can’t allow them to break in and get you.” I take Lani’s face in my hands. “Move into the back seat and lie down, okay?”
I know she won’t listen to me, but I can fucking hope that she does
Tears spill down her face, torturing every part of me. I kiss her softly, trying to memorize her kiss in case this is the last time I’ll ever get to kiss her.
“Please, Vinny, don’t leave me! It won’t break.” She grabs my shirt, trying to hold on as tight as she can.
Fucking tearing my heart open.
I gently pry her fingers off my shirt. “I love you, sweet girl.”
Her face pales and I close my eyes, opening the door. I step out and hit the lock button, slamming the door shut before they can catch it.