Chapter Twelve
Janessa
W AKING UP, I notice my phone has several missed calls from my parents.
Internally I groan because it only means one thing—they’ve returned from their trip and want to see me.
That’s the only reason they ever contact me.
My parents are more than likely going to be on my ass about moving home and joining their law firm or about some guy they want to marry me off to.
In the past, they’ve tried to arrange my marriage to a few different guys who either work in their law firm or are from prominent families in their social circle.
I have no interest in becoming a trophy wife to a man who will cheat on me and treat me like a piece of shit because he’s an entitled prick with no morals.
I close my eyes and try to force out the knowledge that I’ll have to call them back and find out what they want because if I don’t, they won’t stop harassing me.
One of the reasons I hate calling them back is because I know for a fact my parents will try to force me into either getting back together with Roger or they’ll want me to drop the charges against him.
They actually like Roger and his parents and never believed the hell I was suffering because of him.
Even when I was in the hospital, my parents showed up and berated me for not being good enough for Roger.
Apparently, I pissed him off for whatever reason and that’s why he beat the hell out of me so badly it required a trip to the hospital where I was admitted for a week for my injuries.
When he showed up and tried to force his way in my room, my parents helped him.
They were all pissed off when the hospital security wouldn’t let them enter and threatened to sue the hospital.
It wasn’t until the head of the hospital told them they would call the police, who had already been there for my statement and were still gathering evidence against Roger, to come remove all three of them from the premises that they left.
Hearing Kaden start to whimper, I take a deep breath and open my eyes once more.
Getting out of bed, I pick him up in my arms from the bassinet by my bed and get comfortable once again to nurse him.
Before I start feeding him, I change his diaper really quick.
With his diaper taken care of, I remove my tank top and hold Kaden in a comfortable position to nurse him.
My boy has a healthy appetite and this is one of my favorite times with him as I keep my eyes locked on Kaden.
He’s such a perfect little baby and I wouldn’t trade anything in the world for the son I have. Even if his father is a douchebag.
My thoughts drift to the paternity test. We should have the results back from it any day now.
I was honestly on the fence about getting a paternity test done in the beginning.
In my mind, I have nothing to prove to anyone.
Including Knuckles. I know who I am and that there isn’t a doubt in my mind that Kaden is his son.
However, Tease was over here with me one day and we got talking about my situation.
No, he doesn’t know many details, but he did bring up a good point.
If there’s no paternity established for Kaden and Roger or his parents hurt or kill me, Kaden goes into foster care.
Knuckles would have to fight to get him and have the paternity test done before they would even consider letting him take our child into his care.
That’s not something I want Kaden to go through, so I made the decision to contact Doc and get the test done for that reason alone.
As I feed my son, my phone rings once again. Sighing, I pick it up and see my mom’s name on the screen. Fuck my life!
“Hello, Mother,” I answer, preparing myself for the attitude I’m about to get from her. Nothing ever changes when it comes to my parents.
My mother treats me like shit and says everything she can think of to belittle me at every opportunity.
Nothing I do is ever good enough for her and I’ve gotten used to the way she talks to me.
My father is loud and demanding, expecting me to follow his every order without hesitation or question.
No one is allowed to question what he has to say for any reason or they suffer his wrath.
“Janessa, it’s time for you to stop playing these games and come home. We’re back from our trip and have decided you’ll be here for dinner tonight,” she states, her haughty tone enraging me and I haven’t seen her in person yet.
“I have a lot going on and don’t know if dinner tonight will work for me,” I tell her honestly, knowing how much it will take to get Kaden ready for the trip to my parents’ house.
Plus, I don’t want to expose him to these vile people.
My parents won’t ever make good grandparents and Kaden will be better off without them in his life.
I know eventually I’ll have to tell them I’ve had a baby, but I know deep in my soul it won’t go over good with them.
My parents will have some reason to turn it into me being a slut.
Especially when they realize the baby isn’t Roger’s.
They certainly worship the ground he walks on and it doesn’t surprise me at all considering how they’ve treated me my entire life.
“I don’t care what you have going on, Janessa.
You will be here for dinner with your brothers and that’s final.
Make sure you look presentable and don’t be late.
Roger’s parents might show up so look extra nice today,” my mother informs me before hanging up the phone as fear fills me with the thought of seeing those assholes who are actively trying to hurt me in their son’s place.
Knowing there’s no way in hell I can get out of this dinner tonight at my parents’ house, I finish feeding Kaden so I can begin getting ready for the day.
Part of me wants to let Rooster know what’s going on and where I’m heading, but I don’t want to drag anyone from here into my mess.
If he knows I’m leaving Frostford, he’ll send the Prospects and at least one member with me for the dinner from hell.
Nothing that’s about to happen tonight is anything I want these people to see or hear.
It’s better for everyone if I just go on my own and deal with the fallout from Rooster once this sham of a dinner is over with.
I’ll have my brothers there and they’ll protect me from our parents and Roger’s if they show up.
At least that’s what I keep telling myself as I quickly shower and get dressed in clothing my parents will approve of.
***
I t's taken me almost four hours to drive to my parents’ house today.
The first step was getting away from the compound without having an escort.
Honestly, it wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be.
When I got to the gate, Kurt was standing guard.
I told him I was on my way to Doc’s office to meet Knuckles for the paternity test results.
I feel horrible lying to him, but this is my mess and I’ll deal with it on my own.
Anyway, getting out of town was kind of tricky as well.
It seemed like every road I passed had a biker riding my way and I panicked.
I didn’t take a single breath until I was out of Frostford and there were no bikers following me.
Then I was paranoid with my son in the car because of those other bikers who have been caught more than once stalking me.
Now, I’m parked in front of my parents’ house with the engine off as I sit in the car, looking around the place I grew up in.
The front yard is huge and filled with various plants and flowers we were never allowed to get close to.
A large fountain sits in the middle of the driveway you have to circle around to get to the garage.
Somewhere I’ve never been allowed to park my car.
The house stands massive in the middle. The outside is painted white and it has black shutters.
Pillars line the front porch leading to the double doors a butler will open when I knock on them.
The place is a mansion and my parents have gone over the top with their decorations and how they showcase the place that’s never been a home to me.
It was just the house I grew up in. A place people believed I was lucky to live in, not knowing the truth of what happens behind closed doors.
“Suck it up and get this shitshow over with,” I say, giving myself a pep talk that’s much-needed as I spot all three of my brother’s cars. A genuine smile lights up my face knowing they’re already here and waiting for me.
Pulling out my phone, I send a quick message to Aaron. I know he’ll come out and get me so I don’t have to walk in alone.
Me: I’m here in the car. Can you please come get me? I don’t want to enter the viper’s pit on my own tonight for obvious reasons.
I lay my phone in my lap before taking one more deep breath and steeling myself for the knowledge that the shit is about to hit the fan.
I don’t believe for a second my parents are going to be happy about the baby at all.
They won’t give a fuck about being grandparents to Kaden for any reason.
Especially since Roger isn’t his father.
Aaron: On my way. Heads up that the stupid fucks are here and the three of us have already had to bite our tongues several times in front of them. They’re in rare form tonight.
Just great. This means my parents are feeding into the bullshit Roger’s parents are spewing and vice versa.
I swear the four of them feed off of one another consistently and make every single situation worse than it truly needs to be.
Once they all discover I’ve had a child, things are going to go nuclear. There isn’t a doubt in my mind.