Chapter Twenty #2
Wren is carrying a takeout cup of some sort and I can almost guarantee it’s a milkshake.
She’s been drinking them every time I’ve seen her recently.
Mainly chocolate, but every now and then it’s a different flavor from what I’ve heard.
Today she’s wearing a long, black dress that emphasizes her belly and her hair has been left down.
I didn’t realize how long it was until this very moment.
Wren’s hair goes almost all the way down to her ass.
She laughs at something Zach says as Fury enters the common room and heads straight for her.
He gives her a big hug and rage fills me as he holds her in his arms for longer than necessary.
“That right there is all I need to see,” Nolan says as I look at him for a second to find a smirk on his face. “You’re fuckin’ jealous Fury is huggin’ her right now.”
Fury finally lets go of Wren and smiles down at her as they speak.
I don’t know what’s being said, but for the first time since she left the clubhouse, Fury is happy and smiling.
He’s not moping around here with a glare on his face every time I see him.
It’s like my best friend has transformed into a different man right in front of our eyes.
While I like seeing him this way, I hate that Wren’s the reason for it.
After a few minutes, Wren’s gaze finds me and she starts walking over to me. Tristan, Zach, and Fury remain close to her and I know it’s so they can step in if I say or do something to hurt her.
“Judge, I just came from a doctor’s appointment.
The babies are doing good and everything is progressing normally.
Just wanted to let you know that. Also, I don’t want anything from you moving forward.
We don’t need your guilt money. I’m more than capable of taking care of things on my own.
You don’t want to be involved, stay all the way out.
I’m not going to come to you once I have them to demand child support or anything else,” she tells me, a glare aimed at me and I know she’s talking about the tip we left her the other day at the diner.
“What do you mean when you say babies?” I ask her, stuck on that one word.
“I’m having twins. I had an ultrasound today and this time the second baby was visible and not hiding behind the other one.
That’s the last time you’ll hear anything about the pregnancy or babies moving forward.
I was in town so I thought I’d have this conversation with you now,” she tells me as Nolan stands from his seat and pulls her in for a hug.
My brother whispers something to her and I watch as she nods in response.
When Nolan releases her, Brice stands up and gives her another hug.
Again, he whispers something to her and she nods in response to his words.
Gramps is the last one to stand and give her a hug.
I can tell she’s becoming overwhelmed and I’m not sure how she feels about everyone touching her right now.
Still, I’m stuck on the fact that she’s having twins. Two fucking babies. My babies.
“If you need anythin’, you call me, Darlin’,” Gramps tells her when he pulls away from her. “Don’t let Judge ruin this for the rest of us. We want to be in your life and get to know the babies when you have them.”
“Thank you. I promise I won’t let that happen. You’re not him and have been nothing but kind to me. I have to get going, but I’ll talk to you soon,” she says, leaving us as she makes her way back over to the other guys in the common room.
Wren doesn’t spend much longer in the clubhouse.
She has a conversation with Fury while Zach and Tristan wait for her.
I watch as Fury gives her another hug before letting her leave with the two Prospects.
When he turns back around, the glare is back in place and his smile has vanished.
He greets my brothers and Gramps while ignoring me.
Fury doesn’t remain in the common room as he makes his way upstairs.
My eyes go back to the door, but the Prospects don’t re-enter the clubhouse again.
“They’re followin’ her back to her apartment.
None of us want her to break down on the side of the road with no help close by.
If you remember, she took the car before the guys had a chance to work on it.
I know she’s maintained it, but she’s pregnant now and it’s too hot for her to be in the heat,” Nolan informs me as I open my bottle and take another sip of my water for something to do.
Everyone seems to know more about Wren than I do lately.
This time, jealousy fills me and I call it what it is.
I should be the one who knows all this shit and I’m the last one she wants to know anything about her life or what’s going on.
“Tristan said she couldn’t get in to a doctor where she’s livin’ now and that’s the only reason she’s in town today. She won’t be comin’ back here if she doesn’t have to,” Brice informs me as I see the door open and Tristan enters the clubhouse.
He walks behind the bar to grab something and talks to Wyatt for a few minutes.
During that time, he doesn’t once look in our direction.
For the first time since moving to Briar Glen, I don’t feel as if this place is my home.
I feel like an outsider while everyone else belongs.
The fault is mine because I treated Wren in a way no one here would ever condone.
These are the consequences for my actions so I have no one to blame but myself.
Now I just have to figure out how the hell to fix all the problems I’ve created in the one place we shouldn’t have to deal with rifts of any kind.
We won’t start to heal again until I figure my shit out and make some concrete decisions about my life, Wren, and our babies.