**Time jump my lovelies, Shelby’s now 36 weeks pregnant, Harley is now 20 weeks**
– Harley –
The boys have been in church for well over two hours now and I’m bored out of my fucking mind, “Little Red” I call out from the booth I’m sitting in.
“God damn it I need these babies out!” Shelby groans as she waddles down the clubhouse stairs, she looks like a fucking penguin but she’s so cute, I look tiny compared to her. “Oh come on girl, two week’s left until your c-section,” I say patting the seat next to me.
She plops down and starts to cry her eyes out, “I can’t do another 2 week’s Harlz, I have one baby in my lungs so I can’t breathe and the other ones on my bladder so I have to pee every 30 seconds” She sobs, “I have heartburn all day, my body’s aching and it feels like someones tasering my vag every 3 minutes”, I stand up and hold my hand out to her, she looks up at me confused and I laugh.
“You’re going to dance those babies’ out” I grab her hands and pull her to her feet, I guide her out to the middle of the floor, “Diamond can you put Black Velvet on?” I call out over my shoulder. She nods her head to us and smiles, “Anything for our baby momma’s” She walks over to the speakers and puts the song on, “Louder chicka!” I call out, she nods her head and turns the volume up.
“Now, if the bass doesn’t shake those babies out dancing should do it” I begin to dance and around and sing to the lyrics, Shelby stands there pouting at me, I grab her hands and begin to twirl her around and dance with her, “That’s it momma dance those babies out! Slut drop you gotta slut drop!” I yell out, both of us are too lost in our own little world as we dance around and sing together.
I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist and an all too familiar scent travels up my nose, “Mmmmm” I moan and close my eyes as he leaves trails of kisses from the base of my neck to my jaw, “You have never looked sexier” He growls in my ear. “And you need to keep your hands to yourself, I’m getting these babies out of Shelby,” I say smirking.
The music gets turned down and I pout, “Who’s the asshole that did that?” I ask looking around I spot Gunner over by the stereo smiling like an idiot. “Well if you’re not going to let me get those babies out you take her upstairs and fuck her until they come out”, I look over to Shelby who looks slightly traumatised, “Well go on” I shoo her away, Gunner comes over and picks her up bridal style carrying her up the staircase.
“Now where was I” Jax resumes as he rubs his hands over my hips and then my stomach “Oh yeah,” He says as if he remembers. “When are you going to let me out?” I ask turning around to face him with a pout, he slides his hands under my legs and my back and picks me up before walking out of the clubhouse and towards our house.
Don’t get me wrong, Jax has been nothing but perfect the past 16 weeks, he rubs my feet every night, always makes sure im happy and comfortable, sings and talks to my stomach every morning and every night but he won’t tell me anything about what’s going on during church. He also hasn’t let me out of the compound unless its for the odd doctor’s appointment and even then I have 4 guys watching and Jax. He has 5 guys watching me at once inside the fucking compound, I tried to escape the other day for some alone time and I was caught before I even got to the fence.
He continues to carry me across the field ignoring my question, I begin to wiggle and get out of his grip but he holds onto me tighter, every fucking time I ask to go out he ignores me or changes the conversation, I used to brush it off but now its fucking pissing me off. 1 hour, 1 hour to go get my hair done, 1 hour to get my nails done. 1 hour to just fucking be by myself.
“Jax let go you’re hurting me” I grumble as he walks up the steps to our house, once again he ignores me and opens the door walking in, I continue to try and get out of his grip but he grips down tighter causing me to yelp. “Jax let go you’re hurting me, please” He grunts and puts me down, I rub my arm where his hand previously was. “What the hell is your problem?” I ask walking to the kitchen, “For the last time Harley you’re not leaving the fucking compound, not by yourself and not with anyone else. I can’t trust you after the shit you pulled with Gunner when I did let you go” He growls.
“I was here for a few months, I wasn’t married to you nor was I carrying your fucking child. I’m not going to run you piece of shit I just want time to myself. Being locked up here is fucking driving me mental” I scream, he stops over to me and grabs my face, his eyes are full of anger and in this exact moment I’m actually scared of him.
“I have given you everything you have fucking wanted here, you are staying here because I’m not losing my fucking baby again and I will not lose you as well. End of fucking story Harley” He grits through his teeth, I shove my hands against his chest and push him off me. “I never fucking asked you for anything Jax, you did it all yourself. All I wanted was an hour to not feel like a fucking caged animal, I love you but I can’t keep doing this, I feel so constricted, I feel like a fucking child having people babysit me”.
“Well maybe if you stopped acting like a fucking child I wouldn’t have to have people watch over you like one, fuck me Harley, why can’t you just shut up and not fucking argue with me on this one. I get you want your you time, but our baby fucking comes first, you lost the first one it will not happen this time” He screams in my face.
“God your brother was right because you’re sure as hell acting like a fucking brat. Start thinking of others instead of your fucking self for once” He roars, as soon as the words leave his mouth I swing my first at his face hitting his nose, my anger has taken over me and my minds screaming a thousand things at once.
“FUCK YOU. It’s not my fault I lost that baby, do you not think before you open your stupid fucking mouth. All my life I’ve put others first but you’re right I’m selfish arnt it, selfish for killing people that deserve to die, selfish for saving people that have no fucking hope” I scream back.
He wipes the blood from his nose, his breathing is heavy and rigid “No you’re fucking selfish for wanting to go out when you know there are people out there that will shoot you down the second they fucking see you, stop acting like a fucking child Harley, grow the fuck up. You’re not fucking going and that’s final, go and throw your pathetic tantrum somewhere else. You’re not the same woman I married a few months ago, you’re a fucking bitch no better than the fucking rotters walking the club”.
“Fuck you, fuck your stupid fucking rings, and fuck your stupid fucking club. I hate you” I grab the rings off my fingers and throw them at him, I run upstares and grab a duffle bag filling it with clothes and whatever money I have lying around, I grab my phone and strap my knives and gun to my legs. I don’t hate him, nor do I hate the club but I said it to hurt him, he has no right to have said any of those things to me, but if that’s how he really feels than I’ll go.
I storm back down the stairs, “Yeah go on run away like you always fucking do” He screams as I slam the front door behind me. I throw the bag over my shoulder and march up to the clubhouse. Multiple call out for me to try to stop me but I shrug them all away holding my gun tightly in my hand, my fingers itching to pull the trigger and open fire on whoever tries to stop me.
I grab the keys to one of the SUV’s and fly out the front doors, I’m done with this shit, fucking over it. I jump in the front seat and slam the door locking it too, Gunner comes up to my window and bangs on it, I don’t look at him I just start the engine and drive towards the gate, I can hear people yelling at the prospect to not open it for me so I ram through it instead.
The gate flys over the roof of the car as I speed out of the compound. I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone, I call the only person I know that will take me in without him finding me. I click call and it rings twice before they pick up, “I need somewhere to stay for a while”.
The whole plane ride I was anxious, I sent a text to the people that I didn’t say goodbye to before taking out the sim card and throwing the phone in the bin. I rub my hand over my stomach as my mind begins to wonder, what am I going to do? I can’t even think about Jax without wanting to scream and cry, it was probably my fault for the fight but he didn’t have to say those things to me, I have never once said anything like that to him. Once we land I practically run out of the plane to get my luggage, I’ve been flying for hours and I’m exhausted but I need to get to safety first, I have a lot of enemies here.
“Good evening Mrs Jones,” the driver says as I throw my luggage into the boot fo the car, “Just Harley, I’m just Harley” He nods his head and gives me a curt smile before opening the door for me, I get in and he closes the door before getting in the drivers seat, “Shouldn’t be a long drive Harley,” He says looking in the review mirror.
I smile and look out the window as he begins to drive, familiar towns and buildings being to pass me, then the sign I was waiting for comes into view ‘Welcome to Culiacan, Sinaloa, Mexico’. We drive further into the town and the streets begin to bring back memories for me, not much further now. 5 minutes later we pull up to the giant iron gates, the driver speaks to some of the guards who just so happen to be holding AK-47’s before they nod and open the gate, “Hasn’t changed a bit” I say to myself slightly amused.
We pull up to the front of the house as more guards come out and take my bags out of the boot carrying them inside for me, I lean over to the driver and thank him before getting out. Once the car drives off the front doors open again, “Welcome back Mija” Ricci says while holding his arms out to the sides.
“Where’s Sabrina?” I ask I have seen his daughter in ages and im guessing she would be the best person to talk to right now. I walk up to him and hug him back, “On a holiday with her friends in Cabo, 2 weeks so far another 2 to go” He pulls back and cups my face, his eyebrows furrow together with concern, I can only imagine what I look like right now.
“Who bruised your face and arm” He growls, “It was that fucking pretty boy wasn’t it, I’ll fucking kill the maggot”, I shake my head and tears fall down my face. “Please don’t, I just need some time to myself. We both got angry at each other, I gave him a bloodied nose he just grabbed my face nothing else” I sob, Ricci’s face softens before it hardens again.
“Gabriel, get the others in my office now” He roars, men begin to file up the staircase towards his office door, he links his arm with mine and begins to walk me up the stairs, “Does your father know where you are?” He questions, slowly walking up the stairs making sure I don’t slip or fall. “I sent him a text before I left, I have my sim card I need the numbers and messages off there so I can buy a new phone, I don’t want anyone to find me right now, not until I’m ready to face him again”.
Jaxs face appears in my mind, the words he screamed at me, the tears fall again and I can’t hold them back, I can’t be strong, not right now anyway. He leads me into the office and sits me down, the men all look at me, some with anger on their face, some with soft expressions, I recognise most of the faces in here.
“Now you’re going to sit here and tell all of us what happened and why you are crying your eyes out, for as long as I have known you I have never seen you cry. You were as happy as a pig in shit last time I saw you, you had just married the love of your life and found out you were pregnant again. So spit it out” He says leaning back in his chair, so for the next hour I fill them in on everything that had happened.
By the end of it Ricci’s face was murderous, so were most of the other men in the room. “Just don’t do anything please, I came here for quiet, I came to think,” I say softly, he sighs heavily but nods his head. “Give julio your sim card and he will get it all backed up onto a new sim with everyone’s numbers and messages. They won’t be able to trace you but you will be able to talk to whomever you want. Now go into your old room and get some rest, I’ll have Maree bring you up some food and something to drink later” I nod my head and stand up “I’ll be in the shooting range” I say leaving the room, once the door closes behind me I hear them whispering amongst themselves but I keep walking, I don’t have the energy for this today, I need to shoot something.