15. Olivia
15
OLIVIA
Madeline was sleeping in one of her little swings when we got back home. Bell runs to Ronny and me, hugging us both with tears rolling down her face.
“What’s the matter?” Ronny asks her, his arms wrapped around us. He barely let me walk inside of the house, insisting on carrying me.
“I was scared that something happened to the two of you and then I found out you are having a baby.” She looks at Ronny with tears in her eyes, hugging him even tighter.
Maverick is standing behind her, grinning. “All right, you’re going to drown them in tears.” He pulls her away and we all laugh at the glare she throws at him.
He dries her eyes for her. You can see how much they love each other; they found each other a little later in life, but the love they have for each other is true.
She beams at us. Bell is beautiful when she smiles like that. “There is some dinner in the refrigerator for you to heat up later, and call us if you need anything.”
Ronny takes his dad to the side, both wearing serious looks on their faces, and I know without a doubt that they’re talking about going after Ronny’s aunt, Laura.
If it wasn’t for Ronny’s concern for me, he would have left already to go track her down.
He walks his parents to the door before turning to me. “You look exhausted, angel.”
My body feels like I have been hit by a truck. Today was really shitty but one of the best days of my life, because I found out that I am pregnant.
He scoops me up bridal style, carrying me up the stairs to our bathroom. “I will be right back. I’m going to go get our baby girl.” He sets me on the toilet.
I take off my clothes, turning the temperature of the spray to cooler than I usually do. I can hear Ronny walking up the stairs, talking softly to Madeline.
I wonder if I’m going to have a boy or a girl. I hope it’s a little girl that looks just like Ronny.
I cup my still flat stomach. I can’t wait for the day I start showing. Honestly, I never dreamed I would get pregnant this quick, but I’m happy about it. I’m happy about the fact that I got the surgery years ago so I can carry a baby.
It was terrifying, being put under, while a bunch of strangers worked on me, and not knowing what would happen during that whole time.
It was worth it, though.
Through the glass shower, I see Ronny coming into the bathroom, taking off his clothes before stepping into the shower with me.
I lean my head back, letting the warm water wash away the god-awful hospital smells and the horrors of the day.
Ronny’s large hands grasp my hips, his fingers running along my sides to the back of my head, until they start massaging my scalp.
“You’re the most beautiful thing in the world, my girl.”
I smile, fluttering my eyes open. His eyes are bright. I can see the love he has for me as he takes the soap from the shelf in the shower.
He washes me thoroughly, massaging my shoulders and back, easing my sore muscles. “You scared the life out of me today when I saw you lying there on that gurney in the ambulance. I never want to see that again, I couldn’t handle it if something happened to you.” His voice is gruff with emotion.
“I’m not going anywhere,” I reassure him. “I could have lost you today, when I heard you were shot. I couldn’t fathom a world without you in it.” My voice comes out in a sob as I think about the moment we got the call.
“I would die of a broken heart, because a world without you in it is a world that I can’t fathom. You are my whole heart.” I press his hand to my heart. “It beats for you.”
His forehead falls against mine, and he brings my hand to his heart. “Feel that? We are beating as one.”
“As one,” I repeat.
He wraps his arms around me, tucking me flush against him. “I don’t think I’m going to let you leave my sight again.”
I kiss his chest. “You have to.”
“I know, and it will be over.”
He literally tucks me into bed, demanding that I nap while Madeline sleeps. Ronny makes sure that I have everything she needs next to the bed so I won’t have to get up.
He kisses me long and hard, making my toes curl. Making me want to do a lot more than sleep right now.
He looks back at me one last time, putting on his cut before walking out the door. I pray that he is safe and that it will soon be over.
I can’t bring myself to feel a shred of regret, knowing that this woman is going to be killed, but hearing she was stalking Madeline to kidnap her and get more money from us?
If she has no remorse for our angel, I won’t have a shred of remorse for her.
* * *
Ronny
It was hard for me to leave her lying there in bed, but getting rid of this bitch is a high priority because of the danger she poses.
My dad, Christopher, Carter, and Lane have been waiting at the end of the drive for me since I texted them that I was ready to go.
River tracked her down for me, and she followed the cameras until she stopped at a park in the middle of nowhere. My best guess is she is going to do her drugs.
We find them quickly, right where River said she was, and she is fucking pissed. My aunt is throwing trash all over the place.
Reid met up with us in town. He is driving one of our vans because I’m going to take her back to the club to get rid of her.
“You fucking piece of shit! You tricked me.” She reaches down and grabs a big-ass rock off the ground, throwing it hard and almost hitting me in the head with it.
I turn off my bike, then she starts to take off, running into an alley. She screams when she looks back and sees that I’m right behind her. I grab her by her hair with little effort.
I pull her head back hard, causing her to crash onto the ground, and I don’t relent, dragging her to the van and throwing her inside.
I’m not someone that hurts women, but this woman has hurt my baby and tried to hurt my woman. In my eyes, she isn’t a woman; she is a disgusting piece of shit.
I can hear her banging around in the back. Reid walks around the van, carrying the loser boyfriend. He was passed out, so when Reid throws him in the back, he crashes into Laura and they both fall to the floor of the van.
We take them to the back entrance of the club that Lane had built years ago so we don’t have to drag them through the main clubhouse entrance like we used too.
Laura is screaming, kicking, and spitting at anyone that gets close to her. I’m walking with her, her head now bent down toward the ground because I’m not taking any chances, and I have her hands zip-tied at the back to keep her moving forward.
The fucker that was with her is still passed out cold and, honestly, I think he is going to do the work for us and OD. Reid drags him inside and throws him on the floor.
Reid has been gone the last couple of years like I was. He was in school to be a doctor like Konrad. He starts his residency at one of the hospitals in town soon.
“I think this one is going to die.” Reid kicks his foot to see if he stirs, and he doesn’t. Honestly, it’s kind of fucking sad that someone has wasted their whole life for the sake of drugs.
But the shitkicker is, doing drugs doesn’t make someone a bad person or do bad shit. That is all on them.
I push Laura onto a chair and Dad helps me tie her down so she can’t move.
Her hair is mess, thrown over her face, her teeth bared as she slams her upper body over and over into the chair, trying to break loose.
She looks like she is fucking possessed.
“What the fuck are you going to do? Kill me?” she screams at us so loud that I can barely understand her.
My dad shakes his head at her. “It blows my mind that you are related to her.”
At one point in my life, I was so ashamed of the way my biological family was. I had to let that go because that shit was not my fault, and I had no say in any of it.
I move to stand in front of her, but Reid stops me with something I can put over her mouth so she can’t spit on me.
I drag it over her head, getting down to her level. I try to find an ounce of humanity in her eyes.
“What made you like this?” I ask Laura because no one is born evil.
She laughs manically. “I love to hurt people, to destroy their lives, because it gives me a high that nothing else can.”
She has no soul inside of her. “You are going to die. You will never get to see your daughter grow up to be a beautiful woman, watch her get married, and maybe have kids of her own one day.
“She won’t know how you had her sleeping in a disgusting dog bed. Or how you were too fucking lazy to feed or change her. She was fucking burnt from lying in her own pee for so long.
“She has a mother, one that would die to keep her from harm, to make her happy. A mother that is going to love her, take care of her.”
I grit my teeth angrily. “She is not going to know that her mom was willing to give her away for a measly fifty thousand dollars.
“She is not going to know what it’s like to have a mom that chooses everyone over her. Madeline is going to have a bright future, and you will be in hell where you belong.”
She’s horrified at what I’m telling her. I hope it fucking hurts her to know she tried to ruin a baby’s life.
“She is worth the whole fucking world. You had an angel but now you are going to hell.”
I reach behind me, taking my gun and pressing it under her chin.
“Please, I will do better,” she starts to beg me, but it doesn’t faze me a single bit.
I stare into her eyes as I pull the trigger, the same eyes as mine, turning lifeless as her head slumps back.
“This fucker just died too,” Reid tells me, and I turn around to face my brother. The hole in my heart heals a little bit because I may not have gotten revenge on my biological mother, but it’s like I’m putting that part of my life officially to rest. And now it is over.
I’m not that kid that begged for scraps on the streets or hid my toys under my bed so my mom wouldn’t sell them.
No, I’m a Grim Sinner, and this is my family.
“Ready to go home, son?” my dad asks me.
I smile. “Yeah, Dad, let’s go home to our ole ladies.”