If anyone had told me this day was going to be a life altering experience I would have laughed at them. It started off like any other night of Ultra-Violence. We beat up an old beggar on the street, we got in a fight, destroyed property and of course do the old in-out, in-out on an unwilling wife while we held her husband down to watch. I know it sounds terrible to a normal, well adjusted person like you I'm guessing but, then again what is normal?
After we had our little fun we went our separate ways to go home and I was very close to going home when I felt something hard hit me over the head and all was black for sometime. I woke up what felt like a second later tied up and lying on my side in the living room of Rachael's place. Justina and Juliet were side by side with Rachael whom was sitting in a chair with her legs crossed. She didn't look too happy, not in the least bit. I desperately wanted to say something in defense for why I was tied up but I was gagged in a muffled silence.
Without a word Rachael got up from the chair and walked up to me. In my current position I've never thought her legs were so long until she towered over me. It was the first time being in her presence and dominating nature I was full on afraid of her. Suddenly without warning I felt her foot kick me in the balls in full on force. Oh by the gods, it felt like Thor himself struck a hammer on my junk and holy shit my whole body was on fire in pain. If I wasn't gagged right now I'd be screaming in a high pitched octave. She's only kicked me in the balls three times but oh Lord it felt like a million. She would have kicked me a third time if Juliet didn't come into the rescue.
"Calm down, Rachael, he hadn't made his decision yet," said Juliet, pushing Rachael away from me. Rachael growled in frustration, "I already know his decision! He belongs to Alex, not me. If Alex told him to jump off a bridge he'll do it!" After Rachael had her burst of frustration she went back to her chair and sobbed a little into her hands. The pain in my loins began to abate while the concern for my life grew. I had many questions blooming in my head but, the main one I keep going to the most was what did I do to deserve this?
It was a moment of silence when Justina broke in. "Why don't you just tell him? He is after all right in front of you." Rachael straightened up in her chair, wiping her eyes. The pain between my legs was now an ache but I flinched in terror as she walked back toward me again. She went on one knee, her fingers curled into my hair forcing me to look at her. "Do you know why I brought you here?" she asked. I thought of a million reasons I was here and yet I hadn't the faintest idea so I answered her by shaking my head. What felt like an eternity of silence she laughed.
"Of course you wouldn't know. I only found out after I went to the doctor," she said, then looked down on me for a painful second. "I've been sick just about every morning and it always happens before you come over. Oh God, Georgie, we should have been more careful but lust always seems to fuzz my rational brain whenever I'm with you." There was another moment of pause. My mind was beginning to go through another buzz, thinking I might have given her something unpleasant until she gave me the news I've never thought I'd actually hear.
"Georgie, since you're the only man I've been with, I'm pregnant." At first the words didn't sink in. After she took off the gag she asked me, "Since we got ourselves in this predicament I want you to make a decision."
"Y-you're p-pregnant?" I asked, the words itself failing me. In fact the words didn't feel real to me.
"Yes, Georgie, you're going to be a Daddy. That's if you want to be, so what's your decision? Do you want to stick around or do you want to be with Alex?" I'm going to be a Daddy I thought to myself in wonder. I've never really knew my father. The only thing I knew of him was he was a traveling salesmen and nothing more. I think he ran away because the place of being a father has great responsibility and requires a lot of attention with a hefty price. I don't really blame him too much. If you were given a million dollars would you pick the Ferrari or the newborn babe to spend it on? Yet I feel there is a sort of emptiness in my heart. I've never really had a family except for Alex and I think it's partially my fault. He looked up to me in the beginning now he's become a handsome monster. Before this moment I would have done anything for my brother but now things have changed.
"I want to do something my father failed to do. I'm scared but I don't want the little one to wonder why I wasn't around," I confessed with tears rolling down my eyes. I love my brother but, I get the feeling if I went down the road with him I might end up in my grave at an early age and I wasn't ready to die. I don't know about Alex but, I wanted to live to an old age. Rachael untied me at last, hugging me with a sigh of relief.
"Oh thank God, for a moment I'd thought you'd choose Alex," she said in relief. I was tempted to ask what she'd do if I chose Alex but kept my mouth shut. I personally didn't want to know. In her embrace she whispered in my ear, "When you meet Alex again it will be the last time, you understand?"
"Do you mean to kill him?"
"No, but he needs to be away and this is what I want you to do if Alex decides to go with Anastasia tomorrow night," she said and told me the plan that would be part of the turning point in our lives.