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Sorry for the wait! Hope you guys enjoy it!
Logans POV
I sat down on the couch and sighed, clutching my backpack to my chest. I had adorned a green sweater vest with a white button up, and I had on blue jeans, hoping I don't look...menacing.
Was I really that bad?...
I heard a honking outside and I stood, sighing before I pulled my backpack on and left the house, petting Poptart on the head before I shut the door. I walked down the steps
and hopped into James and Kendall's car, sliding my seat belt across my torso and into the buckle before I turned and faced them again. I sighed and smiled into the rear view mirror.
"How are you guys?"
Kendall glanced at James before looking into the rearview mirror and giving me a small smile, his green eyes saying different.
"Doing good. What about you?"
"Good..." we were all silent for a moment before I coughed and smiled.
"So, um, Myrandas ultrasound...you guys going?"
"Yeah, we promised to be there." James smiled. Kendall slipped his hand into James's.
"I couldn't really say no after I felt that kick." Kendall smiles.
"Or saw how happy she was. I've never seen her cry...of joy anyway." I piped up. They smiled at me as we pulled into the parking lot, then hurried and climbed out as Johnny pulled up next to us. I watched Myranda kiss Johnny on the cheek before she climbed out, sliding a large bag up her arm. She waved as he backed up and left the parking lot, but then she turned and smiled at us. She wore her hair down, straightened, with a large purple bow in her hair, and she had a large,purple pregnancy shirt that hung down over her belly, around her waist.
She smiled at me and looped her arm in mine, lying her head on my shoulder.
"Are you guys excited? I'm so excited for my ultrasound!" I looked down at her as we all walked to the front doors of the school. I opened the doors and held them open as Myranda slowly climbed the steps of the school, making sure her feet were planted firmly on the concrete stairs before she stumbled. Kendall and James grabbed her arms and held her up, helping her up the rest of the stairs before guiding her inside.
"Sorry about that guys." she mumbled. I looped my arm inside hers and kissed the top of her head,reassuring her and making her blush.
"Its okay. Isn't it normal for pregnant women to fall?"
"Yeah...I guess I have been stumbling a lot." her cheeks went pink again and she stopped at her locker to open it. We all stood behind her, or around her, but I was doing it subconsciously, until I noticed James glaring around at everyone. I turned and saw a few people staring, angrily or just curiosity, at Myranda and her large belly. I frowned and studied the eye patterns a bit closely as Myranda stood on her tiptoes to reach something on the top of the locker.
I traveled some of their gazes to find them staring at my hand that was on the lower of her back. I pulled it away gently and saw a few of them turn their heads away.
I frowned, and gritted my teeth gently, leaning towards Kendall and James.
"Keep an eye on her...I'm not to trusting about leaving her alone around these people." james and Kendall glanced around before looking at me.
"Okay, we'll make sure she's safe." James grabbed her arm as she turned around. She looked worried as we parted and went to our classes. Kendall was in Myrandas next period so I'm pretty sure we're okay for now. I guess my back isn't the only one I'm going to need to watch.
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Lunch was...quiet. I mean it was loud, but the volume was lower than normal.
When I walked in, everyone stared at me. I glanced to my side and saw the jocks I had gotten in a fight with, most of them had cuts, and a few were wrapped in bandages.
Jett had a thick bandage on his nose, which was swollen a little. His hand had bandages wrapped around it, and he was glaring at me with hatred. I simply glared back and walked calmly to my seat. I sat there and waited a few minutes, until a swollen baby bump appeared out of the corner of my eye. Myranda sat down next to me, her tray piled with food as she sat down. She immediately opened her pudding cup and began eating, giving a small quiet moan.
"God, I'm starving."
James and Kendall sat down across from us and James sighed, crossing his arms.
"You okay?"
"Yeah. Just bored. Can we go home now?" he looked at Kendall. Kendall shook his head.
"We'd promised Carlos we'd stay here with Logan."
"You guys can leave. Seriously, I'm okay. Besides I got Myranda-" I glanced at her and grimaced, taking a napkin and gently wiping pudding off her cheek.
"Myranda needs to be watched, too." she stopped and looked at us, making me hold my head in my hands awkwardly.
"Why do i need to be watched?"
"Because...people were looking at you weird this morning. We just wanted to make sure you stay safe also." Kendall mumbled. Myrandas eyes softened a bit and she set
down her snack.
"I...I guess you're right." she whispered. I wrapped an arm around her, letting her rest her head on my shoulder.
"I just hope nobody says-"
"Ah! So youre the one that knocked the bitch up!" I felt a hand grab my shoulder and whisk me around, but before I could see anybody a fist came in contact with my face. I fell off my seat and grimaced, holding a hand to my bloody lip. I glared up at Jett, and watched him smirk as the jock who had hit me, kicked me in the side. I cried out and grabbed my ribs, clutching them as they throbbed.
My sudden impulse was to attack, rip them to shreds...but then...i remembered what james and Kendall, and myranda said. About me. I wasn't going to become like that
pyschopath. I sighed and slowly sat up, glaring up at them.
"What do you want?"
Jett chuckled.
"So, you're the bitches master, huh? You got lucky, getting a nice piece of ass like that." he winked at Myranda, whose face went red. She stood quickly and jabbed a finger in Jetts chest.
"Who are you calling the bitch? I'm pretty sure you get down on your knees for half the hockey team while y'all are in the showers." Jetts eyes narrowed and he grabbed her wrist, twisting it painfully. She cried out and James and Kendall stood quickly, ready to hurry to her side. But Jett squeezed tighter, making Myranda cry louder, and glared down at me.
"How does it feel to have something of yours getting hurt, eh?"
I just narrowed my eyes and stood slowly.
But that same jock hit me, and made my head turn. I growled and wiped my bloody face,feeling blood gush from my nose,turning and grabbing the next fist that came at me. I twisted it, the same way Jett had twisted Myrandas. Jett growled and shoved Myranda aside, making her fall down.
It mustve been an effective move, because I tossed the jock aside and dove after her, grabbing her as we both hit the ground. She began whimpering and held her belly, making me worry. She had fallen on her side, hitting the bottom of her belly and her hip. I held her close and glared up at Jett.
"Have you no sympathy? God, damn it, Jett shes fucking pregnant!" I screeched, standing up and helping Myranda to her feet. She groaned gently and leaned forward,
holding her belly.
"Whatever, that demon spawn needs to die anyway." he hissed.
I wanted to keep my hard stance and glare coldly at Jett, but I was more concerned about my friend. I squatted down in front of her.
"Oh, Jesus, Myranda are you okay?" she nodded gently, and bit her lip.
"The...the baby...t-their just moving and kicking a lot...I think Jett hurt them..." I looked up at Kendall and James.
"Take her to the nurse, go call an ambulance or something."
"I-I'll be fine!" she whimpered, but I rubbed her head.
"No, please go to the doctor. I would die if the baby got hurt." her eyes glistened with tears as James held her up and started leaving the cafeteria.
I turned around and grabbed Jett, pulling him close by the collar.
"You prick! How could you do that?"
"Shouldve used a condom, bitch." he sneered. I glared harder.
"Im not the daddy."
He busted out laughing.
"Oh, man even better! I bet the slut doesn't even know who the dad is! Probably some hook up in a bathroom, because that whore-" I punched him back, letting him know I wasn't going to tolerate what he was saying about her. I punched him again and again, before bringing him close and sneering.
"Didnt we already got through this once?" I hissed. He glared at me and grabbed my wrists.
"You may think your all that...but you ain't got what it takes." I growled before shoving him away, grabbing my backpack and heading for the door.
"Keep thinking like that, see where it'll get ya."
I turned my back on him, but stiffened when he screamed.
"Why would he like a shrimp like you? Some fuckin' hotshot who thinks he's got it all, when really he ain't got nothin' but a pregnant whore, and two used up bodyguards?" I turned and shrugged my shoulders playfully, smirking.
"Maybe he just likes the fact my dicks bigger than yours!" I saw the principal storm in from the other end of the room, obviously getting news about our fight, so I bailed. I hurried from the cafeteria and down to my locker, shoving my stuff I didn't need in, before I ran towards the exit.
I started quickly down the stairs, but stopped when I saw James, Kendall, and Myranda sitting on the stairs. Myranda was drinking a bottle of water, swallowing as if her life relied on it.
"Hey, she's fine. Baby calmed down when we got her out of there." kendall smiled at me, reassuring me she was fine. I nodded at them and smiled, squatting next to her.
"You gonna be okay?"
"y-yeah...sorry to scare you guys, I just was worried."
"You guys wanna head home, or to the mall? Lets just leave. I don't wanna hang around here anymore today." James glanced at all of us, smiling when we all agreed. We made our way to their car, thankful to get out of school.
But before I got in, I hesitated.
I shivered and my hair stood on end. I had that feeling...that feeling when someone was watching me. I knew it all to well, but I decided to ignore it, and tell Carlos about it later. I glanced around before climbing into the backseat of the Ford Focus.
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I guess we didn't learn our lesson for that week, neither did Jett, because he came up, trying to start a fight again.
Okay, that situation was getting really old.
After a while, I finally looked at James and sighed.
"Cant we just skip lunch? Go to the mall for that period?" James looked at me and frowned, before chuckling and squeezing my shoulder.
"See? This is why you're the smart one."
I rolled my eyes and turned back to the lesson we had, hurrying and finishing up my notes. The bell rang, making me jump as everyone scurried from the classroom, but I took a bit more time, knowing I didn't have to fight to get in line in lunch. James left to go catch up with Kendall, leaving me beside myself, but I was fine with it.
Then that feeling came back.
I glanced around hurriedly, trying to spot whoever it was, but when I realized it was just me in the classroom. I grabbed my backpack and ran from the room, slamming into someone standing outside the doorway.
"Oof!"
"Excuse me!" he yelped and ran past. I rubbed my head where I slammed into his, frowning at the kid who walked past. He was trying to get away quickly, and I noticed he was fidgety, glancing at me over his shoulder.
Then I saw the small mirror in his hand.
It wasn't big, it was literally just a mirror; like it had been removed from a womens compact case.
And mirrors like those were good for looking behind corners, or behind their shoulder. I gasped and started after the kid, watching him suspiciously as he glanced around at
me. He did it a few times then broke out in a sprint, making my eyes widen and I began running after him. I chased after him, ganging on him before he skidded and fell on his thigh, sliding across the floor and then hurrying down the steps. I skidded gently to a stop on my feet and hopped down the stairs quickly, but by the time I got to the bottom he had ran outside, the only evidence of his presence was the swinging door across from me.
I took a few heavy breaths and glared at the doors as they shut. I growled gently and punched the wall next to me, grabbing my finger as it throbbed a little in pain. I sighed and sat down, examining my finger. It was probably just fractured a little, but there was definite damage.
I shook my head as I heard footsteps approaching.
"Logan! There you are!"
I looked up to see Myranda in front of me. She wore a flowery-grey shirt,though I'm pretty sure it's a dress, and she had leopard print flats on with it. Her hair was pulled up into a bun, held by a scarf.
She smiled and slowly leaned over, her large engorged belly stopping her short as she held out her hand to me. I grabbed it and hoisted myself up, hissing as my broken finger moved.
"You okay?"
"Yeah...I just, um, broke my finger." her eyes widened and she grabbed my hand, examining the bruised finger.
"How did you break it?"
"I-"
"Never mind, I'll bandage it later. Come on, we're waiting to go grab some lunch."
I nodded and gave her a small smile as we began walking out, leaving to go get something to eat and skip lunch. I looped my arm into hers as we walked down the halls, eyeing the other people walking beside us. Jett came out of a classroom, passing by us. He eyed our arms that were linked and sneered.
"Whore."
"Cock-sucker." she hissed back. I chuckled, looking down at her.
"Are you gonna start calling me names now?"
She shook her head.
"Nah, the difference, to me anyway, between a cock-sucker and you is that Jett won't admit he's gay, and he's a bastard anyway. And besides, you and Carlos are better than that, much higher."
She gave a little sigh and looked up at me.
"Thanks for sticking up for me. I'm pretty sure everyone here wouldn't be to kind if they knew the babies dad was twenty three years old, while I'm only eighteen." I shook my head and held her closer. I knew Johnny was older than her, but did it matter? They still loved each other.
"Hang on, lemme stop at my locker real quick." I slipped my backpack off my shoulder and opened my locker, twisting the lock quickly. I opened the door and gasped jumping back as several piles of photos spilled out onto the floor, fluttering to the ground. I covered my mouth and bent down, grasping a few and lifting them with a shaking hand. I stood and stared at the few pictures, my eyes widening in horror.
"Oh, god...no..."
Pictures of Carlos and I, more, me sitting outside that night. They were pictures taken of when they tied me up, beat me. More at school, around Myranda and James, Kendall. There were even pictures of Myranda at home, same for Kendall and James. I was sickened when I saw pictures that were taken from inside their bedrooms or houses, which meant they probably had cameras hidden in there.
I was even more disgusted by the fact these people had taken pictures of them in bed, or during times very private to them. I found several taken from an obviously hidden camera on their ceilings, James over Kendall, same with Myranda and Johnny...
I felt my stomach lurch and I dropped the photos, staring down at all the pictures. I turned and shook, staring at Myranda.
"W-we need to leave." I watched her bend down and pick up a picture, gasping and covering her mouth. She had picked up one where Johnny and her were making love, her legs wrapped around him, their lips pressed together. The picture was taken from a side view, so I could see...everything. I shivered and felt my stomach lurch again.
"Oh...oh my god!" she bet down and scooped every all the pictures, shoveling them into her large bag she used as a book bag. She shoveled all the ones on the floor into her bag and then slammed my locker shut, startling me. I was shocked, badly.
She turned and looked at me, large tears dribbling down her face and illuminating her crystal blue eyes.
"We need to leave. NOW." I grabbed her and we ran, well sort of walked fast towards the exit. I threw open the doors, holding Myranda close as we ran down the steps, panting as we got to the bottom and came close to Kendall and James. They gave us weird looks.
"Woah, woah, what's wrong?" James grabbed Myrandas forearms and looked at her with worried eyes.
"We-I-" I started but I couldn't get the words out I was shaking so much. Myranda reached into her bag and shoved a few pictures into Kendalls hands. He looked at them with wide eyes.
"What the fuck..." he held up a photo where James and Kendall were kissing, and he frowned.
"How the hell someone get that?" James hissed, letting go of Myranda and taking the pictures.
"We need to leave, get out of here." I whispered. Kendall and James looked at each other and then we all began sprinting towards the car.
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We all screeched to a stop in front of our home, Johnny in his car behind us. We all climbed out, james and Kendall grabbing all the bags that everyone had to toss clothes in.
I'm sure we're all in danger by now. We need to stay close so no one gets hurt. We all ran inside, Johnny holding Myranda close. We dropped the bags and began searching, looking behind different places, such as the couch or even behind photo frames. I stopped when Carlos walked down the stairs, giving us weird looks.
"Whats going on?"
Myranda dumped her bag out, pushing her books aside as all the photos fluttered to the floor. Carlos squatted and shifted through them, frowning. He stood and growled, turning around and running his finger through his hair.
"FUCK!"
"They are hidden cameras in all of our houses. Carlos,anyone of us is probably this guy's target, but he's throwing us off by aiming at all of us."
"We can't trust anyone outside this house." Kendall said. Carlos's eyes were dark and filled with anger.
"This cant be happening again. I wont let it. All of you guys are going to stay here, and I'll search your other houses, get some people in there to watch them, set up shop to see if any activity happens. Get rid of the cameras. But for now, to stay safe, you guys can't go back to school, of anywhere by your self. Understand?" I watched as we all nodded, and I watched Myranda shiver visibly, which drew Carlos's focus to her for once.
I covered my mouth and waited for him to start screaming. Myranda must've obviously, too, because she curled closer to Johnny, who squeezed her tightly, and she slid her hands over her belly.
"Carlos, I-" she started, but he put his hand up. Then he pointed at her belly.
"This was your reason for quitting?" she hung her head, more tears springing up, and we watched as she bit her bottom lip. Carlos sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Well, seems legit. Mazel Tov." Myrandas head popped up and she smiled brightly, covering her mouth.
"Y-you're okay with it?" Johnny smiled at Carlos. Carlos smiled a little and shrugged.
"Yeah, I'm cool with it. It's your guy's choice. I just wish y'all had told me. I wouldn't have been so pissed." his smile drifted away a little and he pointed at Johnny with menace.
"But if you treat her or that baby like crap, I will literally murder you and stuff your body in a hole." Johnny swallowed hard, his Adams apple bobbing in his throat.
"I won't, I promise. I love her to much." they held each other close and Carlos smiled before turning to me.
"Now, like I said, no one leaves here by themselves, got it?" we all nodded again and continued our search for the hidden cameras.
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We haven't been back to school for a few days, all of us have been cooped up in the house. Myranda is terrified to leave, and is sometimes scared to go around the house alone. Johnny is always on her arm, holding her close. I don't understand how he deals with her fits, her outbursts and sobs. I feel tired of them already and its only been about five days!
Right now, we're all piled on the couches, which we pulled together to make a bigger bed, bringing out the night beds. Every time Carlos leaves, Myranda and I are more terrified than anybody. This is happening again, and I don't think I can go through it again. Neither can Myranda.
If Myranda had earned more damage to her already hurting body, she probably would've died. I don't think she can go through that pain again, especially after that week Johnny was forced to rape her and then she miscarried and lost their first baby.
No one here knew what we've really been through, and I don't wanna experience it again.
I jumped when I hear a door open and I turn to see Johnny coming down the stairs. He smiles and I glance down to see Myranda had fallen back asleep on the bed. It's 8 am, so I'm not surprised. Its pretty early still, so Im sure shes pretty sleepy. I'll have to make sure shes awake later though, her ultrasound is today.
Johnny climbs in beside her and lies down beside her, wrapping his arms around her.
"When did she get up?" he rubs his head, fluffing his messy platinum blonde mop. She groans gently in her sleep and he smiles, leaning down to kiss her soft cheek.
"About an hour ago. Said the baby was kicking pretty hard, guess he-"
"Or she." he interrupted, smiling.
"They woke her up." I smiled. Johnny smiled and leaned on his hand, holding his head up.
"So I'm guessing you want a girl."
"Yeah...I never really thought about having kids. When I...when I was joining up with Wayne-Wayne, I was messy, angry, ready for anything. But.." he began whispering,lowering his voice,"I got hurt, worse than I thought. But it helped me get in touch with reality. And then I hurt her..." he traced Myrandas cheek and gave a shaky sigh.
"Ive...never met anybody like her. Shes beautiful, inside and out, and I'm grateful to have her. But I'd never thought id make it so far with her." he hugged her close and kissed her cheek, making her mumble in her sleep. He looked up at me with shining eyes.
"I would love to have a baby girl, just like her, beautiful inside and out. She wants a boy, says she wants a kid like me." he sighed and twirled her soft hair in his hands.
"I don't want any of our kids to be like me." I gave a little breathy sigh and rubbed his shoulder.
"I bet she would love a kid like you, someone whose great. Not that guy you were for what felt like moments, but the good guy you are now." he blushed a little and hugged Myranda closer.
"Uck, gushy stuff." Kendall mumbled as he stumbled out of the guest bedroom down the hall. He flopped down on the large bed we had made and sighed, covering his eyes with one arm.
"Its to early."
"Then go back to sleep, but be ready by two for my ultrasound." we all jumped and looked at Myranda, who mumbled and opened her bleary eyes.
"Y-you were awake?" Johnny stuttered. She smiled at him and held onto his arm.
"Yes. And I promise the same thing Logan did. Our kid will be great, just like you." she kissed each of his fingers and settled down, lying back down. We all smiled and I reach down and grabbed hold of the sheets, yanking them up and over all of us.
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I woke up a few hours later, and climbed out of bed, stretching and popping my back. I stood and looked down at Myranda and Johnny, smiling and feeling happy for the
couple. Kendall was curled up on the other side, drooling into the pillow. I chuckled and stood slowly, crossing the room and spotting Carlos in the kitchen. He was sipping coffee and had deep bags under his eyes. I crossed the room and hugged him, climbing into his lap and wrapping my legs around him.
"How'd it go?"
"Their watching the houses. Mostly ours, but they being pretty discreet about it. James, and I and a few other people were watching all night,but nothing happened. Their obviously waiting it out, wanting to plan it correct for some reason. I don't know what their planning...and I can't figure it out. Their trying to send me a different idea than theirs, so I get thrown off their plans." I watch him sigh and rub his eyes. I lean close and kiss his nose, making him smile.
"Go upstairs and get some rest. I've gotta go wake everybody else up that's going to go to the ultrasound." I kissed him on his lips and he held me close.
"come sleep with me."
"I can't, I promised to go with Myranda. Besides, I wanna see the babies gender." Carlos sighed.
"I guess thats okay." I poked his rib.
"You're getting soft." he gripped my hips harder and elicited a squeal from me.
"You know, I could force you to stay with me."
"B-but you wouldn't." I knew I was just making him more dominant, but I didn't care; I was already pretty submissive. I groaned as he squeezed the inside of my thigh, close to my groin.
"I would."
"Thats mean."
"Im mean, baby."
"Oh yeah, what you gonna do?"
He pulled me close.
"Oh baby you don't know what I can do." I gasped and rubbed back against him.
"Shower sex?"
"Fuck yeah." we darted out of the room and up the stairs.
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After a nice long fuck in the shower, and then a real shower, I climbed out and discovered we were all ready to leave. I shoved Carlos and James, who both looked ready to drop, into bed and forced them to sleep before I ran downstairs and hopped into one of the cars, the engine idling as they waited on me.
"Y'all are loud." Myranda chuckled. I groaned and covered my face.
"Shut up." Johnny chuckled and looked in the rearview mirror as Kendall backed his car out of the driveway. We were taking two cars in case someone might follow us, so he'll cut them off and trail them away so Myranda and her baby stay safe.
It really only took about twenty minutes to get to the clinic, but we were careful, and took a few back roads, Kendall right behind us, to get there. So, really it took us nearly an hour to get there. We couldn't take any chances.
We pulled up about five minutes before the appointment, so we hurried inside, checking in and out and making sure no one suspicious was around before we entered. Myranda was standing on her tiptoes to talk to the woman behind the desk, arching her back a little so her large belly didn't bump into the counter. Johnny walked up behind her and kissed the back of her neck, her hair yanked up into a bun and somehow formed to look like a bow.
Looks like someones been on Pinterest(1).
She smiles and turns around, her smile getting brighter as a doctor comes out from a hallway and calls her name. We all follow her back and I watched as she sat down on an examination bed, and yanked up her shirt. I washed as she blushed and looked up at Johnny.
"I must look so fat and bloated." he shook his head.
"You look beautiful." he leaned down and kissed her lips, before kissing her belly and then backed up to let the doctor dribble gel on her belly.
"So, you're about five months and three weeks along, and I'm going to be listening to the heartbeat today, and finding the gender of the baby." she smiled at Kendall and I.
"Friends, or surrogate family?"
"Their close friends." Myranda smiled and stared up at the ultrasound screen as the doctor tried finding the baby.
"Okay, found it." we heard a heartbeat sound around the room and Myranda covered her mouth, then put the same hand to her chest and look up at Johnny.
"It-it sounds so beautiful." Johnny stroked her cheek. The doctor smiled.
"Okay, heartbeat sounds good. I'm not hearing any residual heartbeats, which means no twins or other babies. I hear no murmurs, which means your babies heartbeat is strong. Ah, got a good angle! The baby looks healthy, a little small, but thats fine at this age. The lungs and organs are developing right now, and so are the babies bladder is developing, which means you'll have to urinate more. Tonsils and muscles are also being developed, which means the baby will be kicking and moving a lot. They'll also be waking up and falling asleep."
The doctor switched it over to a 3D like video of the baby. My eyes widened.
"It looks like an alien." the doctor laughed.
"Youre not the first to say that! It's a new type of ultrasound. Gives a more accurate look of the baby. Now, would you like to know the gender?"
"Yes! Definetly!" Myranda said. Johnny smiled and rubbed her knuckles with his thumb.
"Shes been dying to know." the doctor smiled and I turned and looked at Kendall. He seem...distant.
"Okay, just lemme move it around a little...I see no bumpy genitalia of any kind, which we should be able to see a penis at this stage, if it was a boy. I see...ah-ha! You have a baby girl!" Myranda covered her mouth and looked up at Johnny.
"We have a girl!" she squealed and hugged him close. He smiled and rubbed the dry side of her belly.
"We have a girl. A beautiful baby girl." he whispered.
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We all returned home and Myranda was so bubbly, it was contagious. I couldn't stop smiling.
"Whats the gender?" Carlos asked sleepily from the couch. I frowned at him.
"Youre supposed to be sleeping."
"I tried. I kept getting a boner dreaming about the way you stretched and lifted your leg in the shower so I could-" I bounded across the room and slapped a hand over his mouth. He chuckled and sat up, yanking me into his lap. Giggling sounded from Myranda.
"So seriously, what's the gender?" he looked at Myranda, who was bouncing in her seat on the couch.
"Its a girl!" Carlos smiled and pulled me close.
"Good for you guys. So what now?"
I poked him in the chest.
"You, mister, are going back to bed and you're not waking up until tomorrow. You need the shut eye." Carlos groaned and stood, trudging back upstairs. I waited until he was
upstairs before I looked at Myranda.
"Wanna do something?"
"Yes! I wanna go shop for baby stuff!" I smiled and looked at Johnny, who had just turned the tv on. He was watching the olympics. He looked between us.
"Okay, lemme go get my shoes back on." but Myranda smiled and rubbed his shoulder.
"You've already done so much. If you want to stay here you can, you deserve to relax." he smiled and kissed her head.
"Thank you."
I smiled at them and stood.
"Ill go see if Kendall or James wants to go." I started down the hallway but paused. I remember how Kendall was in the clinic. He was distant, staring at the screen with an odd look in his eyes that was suddenly concerning me. But I continued down the hallway until I got to their temporary bedroom. I was about to knock, but it was cracked open. I heard them whispering so I stopped, curious. I know it's impolite to eavesdrop, but I couldn't help it.
"Kendall, you okay?"
"Yeah, I...I just wanted to talk to you."
"yeah, sure, you can ask me anything."
Kendall was silent. A rustling could be heard and I figured he was lying on the bed with James.
"James...I...have-have you ever thought about...a family?"
"Yeah...a few times, I guess. But I just guessed it'd be a decision later on in life. Why?"
I heard a small breath from Kendall.
"I want a baby."
I covered my mouth in shock. There was a silence and I prayed James's answer wouldn't hurt Kendall. I could hear a little more rustling, and what sound like James rubbing kendalls arm or something.
"Then, you'll get a baby. If you want one, then we'll find a surrogate, or adopt. But you'll get a baby if you want one."
"Oh, James." I could hear the bed squeak and I peeked inside to see Kendall and James were kissing, their arms and legs entwined, Kendall burying his fingers in James's hair. I smiled to myself and backed out slowly. They deserved their time right now. I walked back out into the living room to find Myranda pulling on her flats and looking for her jacket. Poptart was jumping at her leg and I frowned, suddenly wondering where my dog has been all day.
"Ready to go?"
"Yep!" she smiled, so bubbly. I smiled back. I scooped Poptart up, because I might as well bring my guard dog along. She went limp in my arms.
So much of a guard dog.
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We wandered into Toys R Us for the baby clothes, and I set Poptart down in the baby seat smiling as I pushed the cart down the aisle. We stopped by an aisle of stuffed animals as Myranda looked up at them.
"Their all really cute." she mumbled, fingering the trunk on an elephants face I smiled and reached by her, grabbing a simple Teddy bear that had a pink bow on it's head. She smiled and took it.
"Do you think she would like it?"
"She'll love it." Myranda smiled and put the Teddy Bear in the cart, rubbing her belly.
"Any thoughts on names?"
"Not yet."
"Better hurry up." I smiled and she giggled, but then raised an eyebrow. I followed her gaze and looked down to find my yorkie whimpering, sitting still and staring at a stuffed Bernese Mountain dog puppy on a shelf. She whimpered and turned to look at me, lowering those ears.
"No." I said sternly. She whimpered and lowered her head. I looked at the puppy she obviously wanted and sighed, picking it up and setting it beside her. Damn,it was bigger
then her. But she loved it. She sniffed it and then jumped up and put her paws on it's shoulders, staring at it's bead eyes.
"Silly dog." Myranda giggled, then she turned and began wandering down the aisles. We stopped in a section filled with bottles and Myranda sighed. She nibbled on her thumbnail, suddenly pondering her decisions between breast feeding or formula.
"They say it's better to breast feed, ya know. Lowers a risk of cancer." she looked at me, and then at the bottles. Then she reached out and grabbed a set of them with tops. She placed it in the cart.
"Just in case I decide not to breast feed." she grabbed some other baby food items and put them in the cart, before we wandered down more aisles, stopping to grab a few toys and place them in the cart.
"wanna look at babies clothes?" she nodded,suddenly silent. I frowned and followed her down the aisles, frowning as she rejected one thing after another. It was either to bright, to small, to neon or tacky. She found ways to reject them all. Then she stopped and sat at a bin and fingered a dress.
"I...Logan..." she turned to look at me,"What if...what if Im a bad mom?" she whispered then slid her hands over her stomach. The baby was obviously kicking.
"You won't be. I promise. You'll be the most bad ass, coolest mom, and your daughter will love you. She'll hate you during her teenage years, but you and Johnny will be there, helping her learn to ride a bike, learn what not to do, and what's right for her. She'll rebel and then later on love you for the life lessons you taught her."
Myrandas bottom lip trembled and then she wiped her eyes and hugged me, her baby bump pressing to my stomach. I felt a flutter and I smiled.
"Thank you." she sniffed and then looked down at the dress. It was white, with sleeves that stopped around the elbows. It had a small, ruffled skirt, and two buttons on the chest area. It had a flower sewn to the top part of it,right below the left shoulder. Myranda picked it up and smiled.
"Ill buy this for her." she placed it in the cart before moving on, picking out only the cutest clothes for her child. She didn't buy shoes yet but she bought hats and socks, tons of socks. She also grabbed some mittens and threw them in.
"Ill order furniture later on." she smiled and stared at a crib we had came to. It was white and had turquoise flowers on it, and the bed spread sample they had for it was white with dragon flies all over. The mobile was dragonflies and a butterfly, made to look like glass, and the middle of it was a large decoration that had a real dragonfly inn the middle. Myranda smiled.
"But this is the one I want." she gingerly touched the mobile and smiled as it turned, the glass bugs clinking gently. I smiled and looked down at her, then at everything in the cart, including my dog that was cuddled up to the stuffed animal.
This was Myrandas life now. She was so happy, and scared at the same time. I looked back at her and smiled,feeling my heart thump with happiness for her.
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By the time we left the store, it was already getting dark and it was chilly. I pushed the cart towards the car, frowning when I saw the parking lot almost empty.
"Bit strange." I mumbled to myself. But I ignored it and ran towards the car, because it was very cold out here, which meant an early winter for Minnesota. Myranda tugged her jacket on tighter and grumbled about thicker jackets for pregnant women. I hurried and popped the trunk, putting the grocery bags into the trunk. I heard Poptart whimper and I looked at her, watching her shiver and shake. She whimpered more and I sighed.
"Its okay, hang on baby I'm almost done." but then she began crying and I became alert. I looked at Myranda.
"Hurry and get in the car." she nodded and grabbed my dog without another word, carrying her and the stuffed animal to the car. I stuffed the last few bags in the car and shoved the cart away from the car without another glance. Something didn't feel right about this.
I went to the drivers seat and opened the door, yearning to leave as fast as I could. My heart was pounding as i fumbled for the keys,but everything stopped before I could even climb in. Myranda screamed in horror.
"Logan! BEHIND YOU!" but as I turned, a fist came in contact with my face. I groaned and turned, staring at Myranda.
"RUN!" she climbed out the car quickly, but screamed as someone grabbed her and shoved her into the backseat of the car. I stood and turned the person who had hit me, discovering they had a mask on their face. But I didn't let that stop me as I began throwing punches, not letting them get away with this. I wasn't going to let this happen, not again.
I was able to hit the masked person, but then I heard Myranda screaming and crying. I turned and saw she was struggling, trying to make sure the person attacking her wasn't going to hurt her baby.
"WAIT! NO!" she screamed but then I watched as they grabbed her arm and twisted it, immediately breaking the bone. She screamed in pain and I ran towards the car. I grabbed the it her masked person and began beating them, not caring as I sat on their chest and threw after punch to their face, the mask soon became wet with blood under my fingers, but I kept punching.
They kicked me in between the legs and I gasped, grabbing my groin area. They rolled me off of them and I watched as they attacked Myranda again, making her scream and they began punching her face. But before I could get up, the other person came and sat on top of me, punching me over and over like I did to their partner. I tried fighting back, but all I could manage was a few words.
"T-Take our car! our money! Take my money! JUST DONT HURT HER!" but then a blow to my head sent it into the concrete and I felt dizzy. I watched them as they stood up and then they began stomping on me. I screamed in pain as I felt a rib or two break, and then my arm was twisted, like Myrandas was. I groaned in pain again, because I was used to the breaking of an arm or two. My dad used to do this all the time.
But this was to much. I groaned as they sat me up, blood gushing from my nose and mouth. I spat a mouthful of it and lolled my head to the side. Myrandas face was bloody and she was sobbing badly, holding her hands over her belly. I watched with anger as the other masked person pushed her down onto the backseat and grabbed the sides of her shirt and yanked. It ripped down the middle and the perpetrator chuckled.
"Shes got a nice rack."
"Dude, remember what we're here for."
"Come on, can't I have a bit of fun with her?" I heard Myranda whimper and gasp as the fucked up sicko started trailing his hands down her body. She began sobbing and I felt the urge to break every single one of his fingers. She's already been through that once, and I don't want to see it happen again.
"Get your fucking hands off of her, you fucked up sicko!" my hair was yanked hard, making me wince. I could feel skin tearing, bringing small tears to my eyes as they yanked and I was forced to look into the eyes of the other perpetrator.
"Did I say you could talk?" he slapped me upside the head and looked at his partner, who was doing things with his hands I'd rather not mention.
"Dude, no trace left behind." I groaned. Their voices...they seemed a little familiar.
"Come on dude. Let me just this once." That was a deep, leering voice. He sound like a rapist. And an alcoholic. Maybe this was all just a drunken misunderstanding?
No...couldn't be. No slurring, no stumbling, no shaking. If they were doing this on alcohol they would have to hold it extremely well not to mess up during this.
"No! And that's final! And I don't care about your goddamn pregnant woman fetish." Myranda whimpered.
"Fuck it, I'm taking this bitch." I growled and grabbed the hand holding onto my hair, digging my nails in. He gasped and let go, but just enough. I ripped his hand off my head, removing some hair, and I bit down deep into his hand, drawing blood. He cried out and I stood up, elbowing him in the gut on my way up, then I threw him backwards with my good arm.
I grabbed the sicko lying on top of Myranda and I growled at him. He looked at me.
"Stay. The fuck. Away from her. Or I will kill you." I said in a deep voice I didn't recognize, my teeth gritted. He snarled and lunged towards me but stopped as Poptart sprang from the passenger seat and bit his arm. She hung there, digging her teeth in more as he tried to fling her off, but then he slammed my dog into the door and she fell off, whimpering and crying. He kicked her and she howled in pain.
"Poptart!" but I had an arm loop around my neck and choke me. I sat there and struggled, staring at everybody as I gasped. I watched the sicko pull Myranda up into a sitting position, her face bloody, the blood dribbling from her nose dribbled slowly onto her belly,and stained with tears, her shirt ripped open and her jeans open to. I avoided my eyes but the man turned my head and forced me to watch as the sicko stuck a needle in her neck. Her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
They'd given her a sedative.
"Fuck...you!" I gasped out. The one holding me dragged me over to the car and slammed my head against the window, cracking the glass into a spider web. I felt an explosion bound through my head and then I fell to the ground, everything around me turning dim and then just black.
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Everything came back slowly. It started with sound. I could hear a few voices, and I was numb at first, then it tingled, and then everything ached and burned, and I felt the dry blood everywhere. It took about an hour to get everything back.
My breathing was pretty ragged, but that was just because I had been kicked a lot and because my throat was sore. It burned and it hurt to swallow.
I moved gently, discovering I was lying down. The bed felt old, and like it had no sheets on it. I was sort of clothed, thank god, but then I remembered Myranda. They'd ripped open her clothes and given her a sedative. They could've done anything to her. I gave a little sob and then whimpered because it hurt to cry. I didn't even want to open my eyes. I was ashamed. So ashamed.
I failed to keep Myranda and I safe. They could've raped her and killed her and tossed her into a hole by now. They most probably killed the baby, and I ruined Johnny,Myrandas, and their daughters life probably. I knew I might not make it, because they were obviously serious about getting to me. They'd probably even gone as far as to kill my dog, my precious and innocent dog whom I loved.
I felt tears dribble out of my eyes and I sat up slowly, crying out in pain. I opened my eyes slowly, letting my tears fall, as I examined myself. My broken arm bone had been set and a few fingers I hadn't noticed that were broken were put into home made splints. My torso was bruised but bandaged, and I felt a wad of gauze on the side of my head, which meant I probably cracked it a bit. My lip was busted and my left eye was sort of swollen. I still wore my jeans but no shirt. No shoes or socks either. I shivered.
I lifted my head and examined the room I was in, not like I was going to get out though. My arm that wasn't broken was handcuffed to a board that was nailed to the floor. I sighed and examined the room, everything hazy at first but then I could see. Small room, nothing but a box and a mattress here, a small closet, and...a water stain on the ceiling that looked...familiar. Then I looked around the room again, and everything seemed to hit me.
My eyes widened.
"No..."
The door opened and I gasped
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"Dad?"
A/N
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