Elijah has been up for hours, tossing and turning in his own bed. He hasn't done that since Johnny passed away. He felt like he cheated his way out of something he thought would be a thing that'd change him for good. He used to be this hard ass, but now he's this scared boy.

He's been changing and changing, but not the good kind of changing. His personality stayed still. Mocking him back and forth. He didn't want to be the cheater. He was actually happy with her, but.

He doesn't even know why he did it. His mind was flooded with negativity. It trolled him. Last night was the first image of his weakness, and how terrible he is with a relationship. Even if it was Shaundi, the girl that brought him back from the ground.

He lives for her, and everything he does is for her. Except how he pushed himself over the edge by kissing he thinks highly of. Viola is just a friend. Shaundi is more than a friend. Big difference.

He curled his hand around the bottle that's been hung to his body since last night. His mind. He couldn't see straight, but it never really bothered him. Julian walked right in, a smile flashed on his face like he's a joker. "Wake up beautiful man. We have things to do."

"Things to do?" He questioned his attitude, "What are you talking about, dude?"

"Yeah, I thought we talked about Kinzie-"

The Boss rolled his eyes, "Kinzie will say no."

"You don't know that."

"I think I know her enough, Julian. I've had a slight crush on her also, but not enough to be crazy about her like you are."

Julian frowned as he played with his fingers, sitting himself down on the bed. "I can't get her out of my head." He confessed, which made Elijah's heart just struck a lightning bolt, or something close to that.

Elijah sat up, hand planting on his close friend's shoulders. "I know what you mean, man."

"No you don't. This is different. I want to say something, but nothing will come out of my mouth."

"I do. I had the same thing happen to him not too long ago- I feel like it's still happening to me. I like a girl. She liked me, but I was too over my head, so I cheated. What do you expect me to do... Sit here, or try to fight?"

Julian sighed softly, shrugging his shoulders. "Maybe you do understand. I'm not that good with relationships like at all... Like you said, we're both way over our heads."

Elijah refused to let his buddy say things like that. He's basically the only guy that has the ability to say something close to that, "Don't. Just say something then things will get better, Julian. You don't know what you'd get if you don't talk your way through things."

"Help me then. I trust you enough to help me through this, boss."

Elijah nodded his head back and forth, getting himself out of the bed. Leaving the bottle of alcohol still. He grabbed a shirt from the closet, throwing it on him. Julian kept his eyes on the ground.

It made Elijah feel like he could do anything for his lieutenants, but he couldn't do anything right for himself. It made him cringe, but this was his best friend. He'd do anything for him, including the whole Kinzie thing that needed to be handled, "But urm, I'd hate to say this... Oleg has a thing for her."

Julian caught Elijah's eyes, confused. "What are you taking about?"

"Oleg and I took a ride a while ago, and he talked about how Kinzie looked cute, and he basically spilled his feelings for her..."

Julian's fists hit the bed, "I'll do anything to win her over. Competition doesn't bother me."

Elijah eyes opened wide, "Right. Sorry."

They both laughed as they walked out of his room, but Julian was the only one that managed to walk himself down the steps. Elijah's eyes were on the girls that were talking to Pierce.

"Oh shit look who woke up, there he is." Pierce blurted out as his eyes didn't look away from the chess game he had with Oleg. Elijah sure doesn't know why he's obsessed with the game, but he hardly didn't even care about that right now. Those females caught his eye. His stomach started to turn knowing who it was.

The first female that looked around was a blondie. She had blue eyes. She dressed up in lovely clothes, more of a top that showed off her stomach. Her hair was in a pony tail longer than her neck pretty much. Rose Hardesty.

Then the second female found his eyes. Black hair. Blue eyes once more. She dressed up in athletic clothes, and her hair was a pixie hair cut. Stephanie Hardesty.

"Do you know them?" Julian asked, a confused expression hanging on his face.

"Yeah... These are my sisters." He bit on his lip as the others looked at him. They hardly know anything about his past, and this was something he wanted to keep a secret. His damn family.

His two sisters waved at the same time.

He couldn't even see straight now. Kudos to him.

The next day. Shaundi hated the feeling that she lost two things in her life. She thought it was the good idea, but the moment that the doctor touched her, she blurted out uncommon feelings. She felt like she made a mistake. A mistake where she can't go back and change. It's going to live with her as long as she lives.

Shrill cries. Her hand felt like it was molded in the older woman's hands, she couldn't let go. She was better than this. Or maybe she was born to act like this. Her parents never told her to do something reckless like what she did earlier today. Fuck, they never taught her anything through life. She wanted to become a parent deep down, but she couldn't handle what she lost. She lost Elijah. She lost Johnny. She lost herself, and someone she thought she'd care about. It was a it. A it.

She couldn't let that go really. She was numb. She wasn't thinking, and now she has to pay the price for what she's done to the poor soul that was developing inside of her. Elijah really never gave up on her. She was just afraid to continue on knowing she was about to fall deeply in love with the man, and have a damn baby with him. They seemed to skip a few steps, which made her sick. Knots being created in her stomach.

This lead her to become the world's biggest killer. She walked away. She knew that he didn't mean to kiss Viola, but at the same time, she really didn't care who started it. He kissed her back. Those feelings made her fall back. Falling down all those steps that kept on killing her over and over. She never dreamed about this day until now. When it's reality.

She wanted to have the perfect life. The perfect husband. The perfect baby. The perfect everything, but she's Shaundi. She's not even close to being perfect. She was the opposite from the definition of that word. She has worthless parents. She used to be some girl that thought drugs were breakfast, lunch, and dinner. She keeps on believing that it was her fault that Johnny died. She wasn't perfect. She got pregnant by the Saint's Boss. Who does that? It was Shaundi. It's always going to be Shaundi who makes mistakes, and then she'll have to try to jump over those feelings.

Her actions lead her to cry in Bath's arms. She couldn't let go. Nothing about this moment felt right. It felt a dizzy situation. She allowed herself to this life. The life she never thought she'd wanted, and now that's washed away. She didn't want this life. She made a fucking mistake that she'll never get back. "What am I doing to do?" She asked Bath, letting her body fall to the floor as her head buried in the other female's shirt. She could hear her own heartbeat bounce off her chest like a drum.

"Tell him." Bath didn't hesitate on saying. She gulped to herself, realizing that she had no power of letting Shaundi know what she did was the worst idea. She wanted to scream at her because she is a mother, but she wasn't the best mother. Darcy Bath got pregnant when she went on her sex adventure with many guys. The last thing she thought would happen is getting pregnant until boom, it happened. A beautiful baby boy came out of her. Daniel Bath. Daniel left him to wander to his father that should be remained nameless, like nobody cares who got Bath pregnant. It didn't matter, but Bath knows that losing her only kid was the worst thing she could go through. She didn't want Shaundi to have that life, but it happened. In both of the girl's bodies, death was upon them.

"I can't. He'll hate me." Shaundi whispered as she pondered about telling him, "I can't go through that. I love him... Yeah, I said it. I love him, and knowing he'd hate me for something stupid I've done would hurt me. I hurt his own kid..." Tears started to trail down her face, arms now around Bath who felt warm to her.

Bath once again gulped, twisting and turning in her stomach. "Lie to him."

Shaundi sat herself up as Bath washed away the tears, "Lie?"

"Lie. Lie to him. Don't tell him the truth if it'll hurt you that much. Make him believe that you had a miscarriage or something." Bath continued on, grabbing a alcohol bottle that was setting down on the bed above them. She pop the top off it, letting the drink wash down her throat.

"I... I can't." Shaundi stuttered, shaking her head back and forth. It was a horrible idea, but if it's going to help her not get in trouble with the Boss, then she needed to say that stuff to him. "... If it's going to help me, then okay. You gotta help me too, Darcy."

Bath nodded her head, "Why not, I'll help." Her accent was thick. Shaundi just agreed with the devil.

Elijah's foot started to drum with the floor, his inner finger in his mouth as he toyed around with his nails. His eyes didn't leave the coffee table knowing that his sisters were sitting across from him. Stephanie, who had short black hair, and his twin who basically looks like him, but with boobs and shit. He has a weird relationship with them, and seeing them now made his heart race on a track, knowing he's not going to win anytime soon.

"Seriously, brother?" Rose threw her hands up in the air, raising her eyebrows at the same aged man. "Are you just going to sit here, and make everything awkward?"

Now his eyes matched up with her, scowling at the female. His inner finger was still being polished with his teeth as his foot started to drum a little faster with the floor. He couldn't find the right words to come out with. He didn't need any of this. He lost the love of his life not even twelve hours ago, and now his sisters are trying to make him be the prince of their little game. Whatever that is.

Stephanie rolled her eyes as the room grew silent once more, "You've got to be fucking kidding me, brother. We're here to arrange a deal with you. I know some information about this boy that needs a home because to be honest, I hate him for following me everywhere. He's basically in love with him." A smirk showed up on her lips, now checking her nails. "Go get the boy, Rose."

Rose stupidly nodded her head, throwing herself off the couch as she went down the elevator to snatch up the so called boy.

"Stephanie, I don't need your boy." Elijah finally blurted out as he now cupped his hands together, laying them on his thighs. "I don't need you here."

She kept that little smirk on her face. He wanted to slap it off right about now. "Whine. Whine. Whine." She made sure that her words were at a slow pace, grabbing a gun out of her back pocket, smearing the gun point on where his purple tattoo was showing. He gulped, it was pretty obvious that was his case. "What do you want, Stephanie?" He asked, his left hand lowing the gun just a notch.

"Be a daddy figure for this kid." Stephanie replied hearing the elevator come up. Her eyes flashed over to the elevator noticing that Rosie finally showed up with the kid. It was a body. He had short hair, light brown. His eyes were blazing the color blue, Elijah could tell from where he was sitting. He looked young. Maybe fifteen.

Elijah looked back at Stephanie, "Daddy figure? This could take care of himself."

Stephanie just laughed, her hand laying on his shoulder like he was some kid that made a mistake by throwing his father's baseball in the pool. "You left when you were about sixteen, Elijah. He's not you. He's different. Without us, he'd probably be in jail. Or even worse, dead. Look at the bright side, you wouldn't need to get someone pregnant if you have this kid."

Once again, Elijah gulped. His mind was all for Shaundi right now. "I don't need him."

"But he needs you. Just do this." Stephanie picked up her purse that was at the end of the table, thinking she's just going to leave the boy but the elevator shut on. All eyes were on the elevator, and came out Bath and Shaundi.

Elijah's eyes twitched to the floor knowing who it was. He's not in the mood to start fighting with Shaundi, but the heard the boy's voice. "Mom?" He was looking at Bath.

Bath flinched back, shaking her head. "Huh? I think you got the wrong girl."

Elijah looked at Stephanie, "Are you fucking serious? A kid that has mommy issues, seriously?"

Stephanie's mouth started to play with a smirk, "Sounds like you. He also has daddy issues."

It didn't take Shaundi a second to react from all the people that were stashed in the living room, "Who the fuck are these people?" She eyed Stephanie first, looking up and down at her body then her eyes switched to Rose. She rose her eyebrows at Elijah now, "Another Hardesty?"

Elijah started to play with his lip, "Three Hardesty's actually."

"Three? You have sisters?" She asked, pretty shocked over the thing. "And this guy?"

Elijah pointed his finger at the handsome boy, nodding his head with his actions. "Him? Yeah, I don't know about him. Tell me your name."

His eyes didn't leave the floor, "Daniel." It seemed like he didn't have a last name, so no one thought it was a good idea to push him off the edge for a name that probably didn't matter to any of them.

"Daniel." Elijah repeated as he walked over the boy, a slap on the back was needed. "Welcome to the Saints."

Daniel smiled, "Thank you, sir."

"Oh, sir. That sounds fancy." Elijah was being the biggest nerd now, then his eyes washed over to Stephanie. "You can leave."

Stephanie laughed, "Oh forgot to tell you... We're staying."

"WHAT?" Elijah yelled, he clutched his fist but Rosie pulled him away. "Don't."

"Ugh... For how long?"

"Long enough. I'm thinking about joining the Saints. I heard that they were the best, and my brother is the Boss." It was like that smirk lived on her.

"You want to join?" He asked, confused. "Fine. I don't care. Just leave me alone, okay?" He agreed, pushing himself up the stairs.

Bath gave Shaundi a look, pushing her up the stairs as well. "Go."

Elijah looked back, raising a brow of his. "What are you doing, Bath?"

"Shaundi has something to tell you." Bath nodded her head, giving Elijah a soft smile.

Elijah also nodded his head, taking Shaundi's hand.

She didn't refuse. She couldn't. She just needed to get the pain right out, flashing it in front of The Boss, who always had her back. Even if he makes mistakes, he'll always have her back. She'll always love him. She just took a hold of his hand. He squeezed it softly, still walking up stairs. Shutting the door right behind of him. "Look, Shaundi. I'm the biggest dick in the world, and I apologize for being that way. I love you. I love only you. Viola doesn't mean anything to me.. I just-"

She interrupted him, grabbing the both of his cheeks with her palms. "Just shut up." Then she whispered, catching her lips with his. Molding their lips together as if they've been needing it. Their kiss was rough. It was raw.

"Shaundi... Are you okay? Aren't you supposed to be mad? Oh fuck, you're pissed." Elijah pulled back, hands hitting his head like he's the most stupid boy in the world.

"Oh shut the fuck up, Elijah. You're the biggest pussy I know, and now you're backing out when a girl is trying to seduce you. Pussy." She was mocking him now, and Elijah just let it happened. He may be the biggest asshole in the world, but he's not that bad. Pussy.

That world rolled in his head a couple of times before his eyes matched hers. She kept on going. "You're such a Pussy, Elijah Hardesty. You're a fuck face that kissed another fuck face. Maybe you guys are meant to be. Go with the bitch then, I don't even care anymore." She rolled her eyes, turning the knob but Elijah pushed Shaundi against the wall softly. ( he still thinks she's pregnant, so he's not that harsh. )

"Oh shut the fuck up, Shaundi." He snapped at her, again molding his lips against hers. Grinding his body against hers, but then she blurted out crying. You've got to be kidding me, thought Elijah. She's was the now wasting their time. "I can't..."

"You can't what, Shaundi?" Now he backed away just slightly, his thumb brushing away the tears. It felt like the time where Shaundi told him she was pregnant, the same reaction was on her face. He could see it. Maybe she's pregnant with twins. Who the hell knows. "Shaunds?" He asked again, trying to get the pain right out of her.

"I lost my baby, okay?" She was lying, it just wasn't obvious to the male. "It's my fault." That one was true, she was stupid. She just made sure the doctor felt her in a way she'd never felt before. The coldness filling her body, just letting screams fall out of her mouth.

His entire body jerked back onto the bed, a hand was on his mouth. He didn't look back at her, he didn't have enough strength to look back at her. He finally felt the pain she was feeling. Tears batting his eyes, redness showing up right away. "You lost the baby." He repeated the sentence, shaking his head back and forth. He was actually excited to have a baby around here, he wanted to be the best father in the world. He may had the worst childhood, and the worst sisters to make his life a hell, but he would of done anything to be the best father out there. He would've of loved it to death, that's the dream for every child in this world.

Elijah wanted the love from his parents, he wished and wished until his hands were bleeding from the pain he had to be by himself since he was age 5. The pain rushed through his skin, bruises and knots in his stomach were created by the way he held onto the rope called the Hardesty clan. He tried, and just tried, like the way he wished. Nothing happened. He just stopped wishing when his eyes started to turn red, like right now. He just gave up. When he turned sixteen, he didn't care that his parents would miss him, because he knew for sure they wouldn't, nor would his sisters.

From that day forward he promised himself that talking to them would be the last thing he'd do in this world. He hasn't talked to his parents since the night he left them alone. The clock would still be counting for his sisters as well, but that broke earlier today. Now he is stuck with them. He really didn't have all that many problems with them besides the fact they were princesses to his parents.

This moment felt fake. Everything in the room felt dim. He could hardly hear, or even breathe for that matter. His hands started to tremble as his eyes looked beside him. He couldn't bare to look at the women he got pregnant, and now feel like everything is going to be okay. He lost his only child. He lost it. Whatever gender it was going to be, he was going to love them to the moon and back. He'd probably drop everything for the baby, but now? It seems pointless. Everything was numb inside of him, and the only thing he could do was let tears fall from his face. This wasn't supposed to happen. He was supposed to have a happy life with Shaundi and the baby. The three of them, fighting to be a family. Whatever they picked, he just wanted to be happy. With them.

Shaundi sat on the bed, wrapping her arms around him, kissing the tip of his head as she burrowed her head into his neck. "I love you, Elijah, and I'm sorry." She felt horrible as well. She was the main reason why their beautiful angel was dead. She just couldn't stand being pregnant right now, and she went down the worst road that could ever occur. She was lying to him. It wasn't obvious, but it made her flinch every time she thought about it. Thoughts were scattered into her head, her lips fought off his ear. Kissing it softly. "We all can't be perfect, baby." She whispered it, and Elijah grabbed her head, pulling it towards her lips. He pecked it softly, then it was resulted into a rough kiss. "I love you. I'll always love you."

Author Note: I apologize about this chapter, they just needed more drama in their life because I'm the most evil person in the world when it comes to them, my OTP. I feel like them losing the baby would put more character development in their skin, and just make things flow like they are supposed to. Writing this chapter was pretty hard for me, I did a lot of research on this topic, please don't worry.