Chapter 23 – Belle
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
BELLE
2 weeks have passed, and Dad still hasn’t woken up. I sit by his side each day, I talk to him, brush his hair, and wipe his face. Beast sits with me some of the time, although there has been a lot of club meetings and errands to run. I think everyone is getting fed up with being here now. It’s not too bad for a few nights, because it’s almost like a family getaway. But now they are bored and miss their freedom.
“He still not awake?” Star asks, coming into the room. I sigh and shake my head.
“No, the doctor has lowered all his medication now. He should be coming around, but he’s not. It’s not looking good,” I say, my voice cracking slightly. As much as the doctor had warned me that this could be one of the outcomes, the worst apart from death, I haven’t allowed myself to think about it. If I do, I will lose faith that he will wake again.
“Hey Bobby, you better wake your ass up. Your baby girl is screwing a biker. Bareback, too!” Star yells loudly.
“Star!” I laugh, chastising her.
She shrugs. “What? They say they can hear what you say, right? I’m telling you that if Ghost was ever in this situation, it wouldn’t be his favourite music or gentle conversations that would wake him up. It would be him hearing that I’ve slept with someone else or that someone is hurting his boy,” she points out.
I nod. “You’ve got a fair point there,” I agree. “Dad, wake up. I’m pregnant,” I yell, testing it.
“You’re what?!” Beast asks from behind us.
I spin around and see Beast stood in the doorway, his face set to stone. “I’m not,” I confirm. “Well, I don’t think I am,” I elaborate.
“Hold up a moment, Mr. Fertiliser. Why are you looking so pissed? Especially when you’ve literally used her as your cum bucket,” Star interjects.
Beast’s face softens. “Not that it’s any of your business, but of course I want her pregnant with my kid,” he states to Star while he crosses the room to me. Bending down, he places a gentle kiss on my lips. “How’s he doing?” he asks me.
I’m about to answer, but Star interrupts. “Don’t want it being my business, then learn how to have sex quietly. When you guys do have a kid, I feel like I will be able to tell because I was there at conception, from where you guys are that loud.”
I cover my face. “Oh god, are we really that bad?” I ask.
“I’ll say. They even woke me up,” a dry, hoarse voice adds.
I gasp and turn back around to my dad, seeing him awake with a smile across his lips. “Dad!” I cry out, launching myself onto him, hugging him tight.
“Oh Jesus, easy, my girl,” he wheezes, but while wrapping his arm around me, holding me close.
“I was starting to think you would never wake up,” I sob. He soothingly strokes my back.
“Darlin’, let Dixie and the doctor look your dad over,” Beast says softly. I nod and sniff, wiping my face before I get up. Beast wraps his arm around me, leading me outside.
“Don’t go far. I’m going to want to talk to you,” my dad warns Beast.
“Ha, you’re about to get your balls handed to you.” Star snorts.
I look up at Beast and he rolls his eyes. Any other guy would be shitting themselves, even with my dad in a hospital bed.
I pat Beast’s chest. “Don’t worry, he likes you,” I say, teasing him.
He raises his brow and gives me a look. “Beautiful, he could hate me and want me dead. That still ain’t going to change how I feel about you. You’re mine, with or without his consent.”
“Swoon!” Maggie sighs.
I bite my lip to stop myself from smiling. Beast groans. “I need a fucking beer,” he says, squeezing the back of my neck before walking into the kitchen.
“So, when do you think he’s going to propose?” Josie asks.
I look at her with wide eyes and shake my head. “What? No. He isn’t about to propose.”
“Oh, he is. Your daddy is now awake, and Beast wants you pregnant and barefoot, and I bet your daddy doesn’t want his daughter knocked up and not married,” Maggie points out.
“You really think that whatever her dad wants him to do, Beast will do it? Pfft. None of these guys do what they are told. Well, unless we use our powers against them,” Star points out.
“Our powers?” I ask.
They all exchange a look. “Your boobs, your pussy, your ass, and your mouth. All of them are your super power. You can make those big bad bikers crumble within minutes,” Maggie informs me.
“Seconds, if you know how to work the balls,” Star adds.
I raise my brow. “I guess I’m new to all this. He gives me so many orgasms, I didn’t really think I could use any of it against him.”
Star drapes her arm over my shoulders. “Stick with us kid, and we will make sure you have Beast doing anything you want.” She winks.
I decided to sit in with Dad and have dinner. It had been too long since we had done this. “So, how long are you going to be able to stay here until the police come looking for you?” I ask before taking a bite of my taco.
“I’m not going back,” he states.
I swallow my food, frowning. “You have to. If you don’t, you will forever be hiding, and they will eventually find you. It’s any wonder this place hasn’t been raided yet.”
“One, this place doesn’t exist, as there is no record and no trace of this house, and two, if they think I’m dead, I won’t have to go back.” He shrugs.
“What do you mean if they think you are dead?” I press, not liking the sound of this.
He sighs. “I’m an old man now. I’ve had enough of this shit to last me many lifetimes. I can’t just retire, because well, it just doesn’t happen in my world. To leave it, you have to leave in a casket. If they find Charlie, if they deal with him, there will just be someone else. And there is no way I am letting one of those fuckers decide when I am dying. So, I’m going to fake my own death. I will make out that Charlie’s men got me. The doc said he would sign off on the certificate to make it legal; they just need my DNA and some body parts. Put me in a truck and blow me up.” He smiles.
“Where are you going to get some random body parts from?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “Rage said he has that covered. I didn’t like to ask too many questions.” He laughs before he goes to pick up his drink, his hand shaking as he struggles to lift it. I jump out of my seat and pick it up for him, bringing it to his lips. He takes a few sips and smiles. “Thank you.”
I place his cup back down on the tray. “So, where will you go? You are not strong enough to live on your own, and the doctor said he isn’t sure whether you will regain full strength in your left side. You haven’t even tried walking yet,” I point out.
“Sweetheart, you are forgetting I am a very rich man. I can pay for the best care.” He smiles.
“You still haven’t answered my question of where you will go?” I ask again.
“If I fake my death, there must be no sign of me anywhere in this country. I would have to leave. I’m thinking somewhere hot and sunny. Somewhere they can’t touch me.”
I place my plate down on the side. “So, you’ve been absent from my life by being in prison, and now you’re telling me that you are leaving the country for good. So, I will never see you again?!” I snap.
He gives me a sad smile. “It’s for the best. It means you stay safe. It means the dangers that keep coming for me will keep away for good. You can then live out your life however you want, without the mob life hanging over your head.”
I shake my head. “I’ve never been afraid of the life, and I’ve never protested it. So why would I start now?” I counter.
“Because if you are to start a family with Beast, then you will never want this life hanging over you or your child’s head.”
I look away, knowing he has a point. There’s a tap at the door and Beast sticks his head in. “You wanted to talk to me?” he asks, looking past me to my dad.
“Yeah, Belle. Give us a minute,” Dad demands.
I nod and stand. Beast lightly grabs my hand as I pass, giving it the lightest of touch before letting go. I smile and close the door behind me before I press my ear up against the door, listening to what they say.