#9
A/N: Just a little babble real quick. First I am so insanely happy that you all love this story. I did not expect this many people to be so into it. Second I was considering some of Lela's outfits up on my tumblr and maybe do Vic's too, I'm not sure I just had the thought pop into my head last night while I couldn't sleep. Let me know what you all think.
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Happy's POV:
Watching her walk away was like a sucker punch. I knew I had fucked up as soon as she said 'Happy', she didn't do 'Happy' it was 'Hap' or 'Big Man'. As the guard took me away I felt the weight of her words 'she's pregnant Happy and she says it's yours'.
There was nothing left in her eyes. She was empty, I had broken her. Of all the stupid shit I could of done I did this.
When I got back to my cell I looked at Tig who sitting on his bunk.
"How was the kid?" he asked looking up at me.
"Didn't come," I answered sitting on my bunk.
"I thought she always brought the kid?" he questioned.
"She's leaving me."
"What do you mean leaving you?" he yelled sitting up and staring me in the eyes.
"What I just fucking said. The bitch is leaving me."
"Hey watch it fucker that's my niece you're talking about."
"Why do you care she ain't your kid?" I asked getting annoyed.
"The fuck does that have to with anything? We both know that doesn't mean shit. You raise them, you love them, they're your kid asshole," he replied forcing his finger in my chest.
We both stood there, neither wanting to give in on the argument. It wasn't till we heard people walking towards us that we both sat back down on our bunks.
Looking at my wall I was forced to look at what I had to loose. They had inadvertently become everything. Now I was losing everything.
