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Title: Don't Assume.
Part: 2 of 3
Kylie closed the door to Danny's apartment, and set her keys on the coffee table. "Danny?" Kylie called from the living room. Milo jumped onto the back of the couch to lick Kylie's face. "Hey buddy," she smiled, scratching under his chin.
Danny came out from his bedroom, his hands behind his back. "Hi," Kylie smiled and headed towards him to give him a kiss.
"Kales. Are you pregnant?" He asked her.
"What?" Kylie let out a snort that turned into a laugh. "No?"
"Then why did I find a pregnancy test?" Danny asked, shoving the stick in her face.
Kylie rolled her eyes. "Where did you find that?" She asked.
"It was in the bathroom! And I found a box!"
"Are you serious right now?" Kylie asked, folding her arms across her chest. "You're being ridiculous."
"I'm being ridiculous?" Danny chuckled. "There's a fucking positive pregnancy test in my bathroom and you're denying the fact that you're pregnant."
"God, you're stupid! I'm not pregnant!" Kylie yelled.
"Then explain this!" He waved the stick in her face.
"You're holding someone's pee infested stick in your hand and you're accusing me of being a slut. You have the explaining to do!"
"Well, it's not mine," Danny shook his head. "We use condoms."
"You think I'm actually sleeping with someone else?!?" Kylie yelled.
Danny folded his arm across his chest. "Well why else would there be a pregnancy test in my bathroom?"
"I can think of a hundred reasons there could be a pregnancy test in your bathroom!"
"Yeah," Danny nodded his head, "And they all start with you being pregnant."
"Would you just listen to me? I'm not fucking pregnant!" Kylie shouted at him.
Kylie reached over and grabbed her keys off the table. "If you just shut the hell up and stopped accusing me of being pregnant you'd know why there's a pregnancy test in your bathroom!" Kylie yelled. "And FYI, if I was fucking someone else, I wouldn't be pissing on sticks in your tiny ass apartment." She headed towards the door, leaving Danny standing in the middle of his apartment. "Fuck you!" She yelled as she slammed the door shut.
Kylie let out a sigh as she finished her second shot of tequila. Drinking alone was usually a bad idea. Especially when no one knew where you were. "Hey there, blue eyes," a voice called from behind her. She turned around on the stool to face Chet, the guy from the drug store earlier.
"How'd you know my eyes were blue?" Kylie asked, raising an eyebrow as the brunet sat next to her.
"What are you drinking?" Chet asked, giving her a smile.
He was sexy, she thought. as she glanced at her shot glass. "Tequila," she said.
"Hm what happened?" Chet asked, ordering another round of shots.
Kylie sighed and rested her head in her hands. "My boyfriend thought I was pregnant with someone else's kid. Fucking douche bag wouldn't let me explain."
"He is a douche." Chet nodded, "A real man would have listened to you. Maybe that's what you need."
"Yeah. I do."
She took her third shot and let out a tiny burp. "He's so mean sometimes. I mean. Just because you have strong arms doesn't mean you can yell at me! I carry a gun, you know?" She rambled taking a fourth shot.
"A gun?" Chet asked smiling at Kylie. "That's kind of sexy."
Kylie ignored his comment as she took a fifth shot and pointed her finger a Chet. "Just because I'm a girl!" she said. "Doesn't mean he can yell! Excuse me. I need to call him and yell at him!"
Chet let out a chuckle as Kylie stood up, but stumbled back onto the stool. "Why don't you make him jealous?" Chet smirked, ordering Kylie another shot, this time slipping something into her drink. Though she was drunk, and she hadn't seen him slip something into her drink, something felt off about this guy.
"Good idea!" Kylie shrieked. "Right after I pee and take that shot," she said, standing back up. She grabbed Chet's chin don't go anywhere," she said, pressing her finger against his lips. She then turned and headed for the bathroom, her purse in her hand.
Kylie reached the bathroom and pulled out her phone. She dialed Danny's number and waited until he picked up.
"What do you want?" Danny asked.
"You know!" Kylie slurred, "You shouldn't yell at me! I'm a girl!"
"Shorty you sound drunk. Are you okay?" Danny asked, standing up from his couch to find his shoes.
Kylie swayed a little and her eyes started acting weird. "I'm...I'm...Well Chet's gonna take care of me!"
"Chet?"
"Yeah Chet!"
"Who the hell is Chet?" Danny asked. "Better yet who the fuck names their kid Chet?"
"Chet is Chet!" Kylie said. "He kinda looks Like Leonardo DiCaprio but with brown hair," she informed Danny.
"Shorty just tell me where you are, alright?"
"No," Kylie shook her head. "I'm mad at you!"
"Okay," Danny groaned. "Kales, I'm sorry, babe. You were right. You're not pregnant. Tell me where you are?"
"A bar. But I'm leaving with Chet after I finish my shot."
"Whatever you do," Danny started, heading for his front door. "Don't drink anything he gives you, alright?"
"Whatever Danny," Kylie rolled her eyes, hanging up on Danny. She glanced in the mirror and brushed her hair from her face. "Ehw. I look like shit."
Kylie stumbled out of the bathroom and back to her barstool. Chet hadn't left and he was sitting there alone with Kylie's shot. Danny's warning started playing in her head. She knew there was something about this guy, but her judgment was blurred. She was drunk and she was mad, a bad combination. Kylie plopped down on her barstool and tried to focus on Chet. Something was wrong, really wrong. She shouldn't have been like this.
"Are you okay?" Chet asked.
Kylie waved her hand. "Perfectly dandy!"
Chet nodded his head, and handed Kylie her shot. Kylie shook her head and then grabbed the bartender. "Can I have a sprite?" she asked him.
"You don't want your last shot?" Chet asked.
"Oh no," Kylie shook her head. "One more and I'm going to vomit."
Chet let out a sigh. "Alright," he smiled. "Do you want to get on out?"
"Sure," Kylie nodded her head, and glanced at the clock. "After my sprite?"
"Alright," Chet nodded his head. "After your sprite." He let out a groan with the fact that his plan had just gone down the shit hole.
"Okay," Kylie smiled. "All done. Let's go." She stood up and headed for the door while Chet paid the bill.
"Where to?" Chet asked when they stepped outside.
"This way," Kylie said heading in the direction of Danny's apartment hoping he'd catch them on the way.
Kylie was hoping they would bump into Danny. Chet was starting to creep her out. He was walking behind her, his hand on her lower back. "So what do you wanna do when we get back to your place?" Chet asked, a smirk on his face.
"Oh," Kylie hiccupped, "I thought you were just gonna walk me home."
"Walk you home?!?" Chet snapped, "You've got to be fucking kidding me! You tease!"
Kylie stopped walking and turned to face Chet. "What are you talking about?"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about!" He yelled, pointing his finger at her.
"I..." Kylie started, becoming uncomfortable. "I'm not a tease," she whispered. "I'm just drunk."
"I just bought you drinks!" Chet growled in her ear.
"People buy me drinks all the time," she whispered, glancing around her. There wasn't much of a crowd, and the people that were walking, were in a hurry to get home.
"And how do you repay them?"
"I..."
"How you gonna repay me?" he asked, stepping towards Kylie.
"I'll walk myself home," Kylie said, heading towards the way she had been going. Chet grabbed her arm, and pulled her towards the brick wall.
"Where yah going?"
"Danny!" Kylie screamed for no reason. Danny wasn't anywhere in sight. She kicked Chet as hard as she could in his crotch and started to run.
"Shorty?" Someone called, heading towards her. Danny squinted at the woman running towards him.
"Danny," Kylie sighed. "He's trying to rape me!"
"Who?" Danny asked, wrapping Kylie in his arms. Chet stood up and headed towards them.
"Hey," Chet yelled. "Get your hands off her. She's mine tonight."
"The hell she is," Danny growled, letting go of Kylie, clenching his fists.
"Oh what are you gonna do about it?" Chet asked, clenching his fists as well.
The moon shined brightly on the two men, ready to fight. Danny took a step closer as did Chet. Kylie stood off to the side, wondering if she should call the cops or not. But Danny was a cop.
Danny took the first swing and hit Chet square in the face. He stumbled backwards but regained his balance and that was it. Chet was tired of all the bull shit. He lunged at Danny, who took a step back to keep from getting punched in the face.
As Danny moved back, Chet latched on to Danny's shirt, bring it down as he fell. Kylie heard the sound of thread ripping and watched as Danny shirt ripped. The moon reflected off of his finely toned abs. Kylie sighed at the site. This was honestly beautiful.
Danny stood up, gaining his balance, Chet still kneeing on the ground. He pulled him up and threw him against the brick wall with a loud thud. "What am I gonna do about it?" Danny hissed lowly into Chet's ear. He rested his forearm against Chet's throat. "I'm gonna fuckin' kill you."
Chet let out a laugh, and brought his fist to the side of Danny's head, causing Danny to stumble back. "You're Mom teach you how to fight?" Chet asked, laying another punch to Danny's jaw. Danny ignored the throbbing pain in his ear from the previous punch as he grabbed Chet's arm in his attempt at another punch, and twisted it, then snapped as hard as he could on his elbow. Kylie winced at the crack it had made. Danny definitely just shattered the bones in his arm.
"An ex-marine," Danny corrected Chet, kneeing him in the crotch.
Chet stayed on the ground, riving in pain. Danny rolled his eyes and turned toward Kylie. "Call him an ambulance."
Kylie quickly took out her phone and dialed 911. She told them the street name and what building his was in front of. She was pretty sure he wouldn't be moving anytime soon. Danny grabbed Kylie by the arm and quickly led her away.
Kylie put her phone back into her purse and looked up at Danny. "You aren't an ex-marine."
"I know." He said, looking straight ahead. "But I learned all that shit from one."
"Really?" she asked, as Danny wrapped his arm protectively around her. She took her free hand and gently touched Danny's bloody mouth.
"If you ever get drunk and do something like that again," Danny warned her as they walked up the steps towards his apartment.
Kylie blushed a bit as Danny pushed her into the elevator. "If you ever accuse me of something like that again," Kylie replied in the same tone, glancing at Danny, holding his fist.
She lightly grabbed his wrist, and pressed kisses to his knuckles, and took her other hand and ran it along his shirtless body, tracing his muscles with her pinky. His breathing was hard against the top of her head.
"You scared me," he informed her.
"I know." She whispered, looking down at her feet.
"But," Danny said, grabbing Kylie's chin to make her look at him, "I shouldn't have accused you. I should have listened to you. I just got so caught up in the fact I found a positive pregnancy test..."
Kylie silenced Danny with a kiss. "Don't worry about it...I think."
"So why did I find a positive pregnancy test?" Danny asked, "Just to quench my curiosity."
"Niki was late, so we went and bought a shit load of pregnancy tests and on all 12 she came out positive."
Danny let out a loud laugh, stepping out of the elevator, Kylie's arms wrapped around his waist. "I'm sorry. I thought I just heard you say all 12 tests came out positive."
"Danny," Kylie sighed. "Don't go running telling Donnie. Niki's really freaked out. We had Adam take her blood. She's not gonna know for sure until tomorrow night. Please don't make fun of her on this one."
"Scout's honor," Danny laughed. "I can make fun of her to you though, right?" he smirked, opening his apartment door. "That's karma and you know it."
Kylie rolled her eyes, and pushed Danny onto the couch so she could examine his battle wounds.
She grabbed some rubbing alcohol and cotton balls from the bathroom She walked back to the couch and knelt down to clean out Danny's wounds. She drenched the cotton ball in alcohol and rubbed it against Danny's wounds. He winced at the stinging.
"Oh stop being a big baby." Kylie giggled. "And don't worry I told her a million times today it was karma. And I bought diapers too!"
"Some friend you are." Danny forced a smile. The alcohol was burning in his cuts.
Kylie shrugged. "I already started talking to the baby inside of her. She is beyond freaked out. She even punched me!"
"Oh am I gonna have to beat her up to now?" Danny asked, a smirk on his face.
"No," Kylie said shaking her head, "I think in that fight Niki would win, hands down."
"Way to burst my ego," Danny groaned, rolling his eyes. Kylie drenched another cotton ball with rubbing alcohol and pressed it to Danny's chin. Danny held his hand over Kylie's, causing her to stop. "You gonna mend it for me?" he asked her giving her a grin.
She gave him a light smile, and pulled her hands from his. "I'm tired," she yawned, standing up. "Long night," she said, yawning.
Danny watched as she picked up the rubbing alcohol, and headed for the bathroom, a confused look on his face.
Danny stood up from the couch and followed Kylie to the bedroom. He leaned against the doorframe and watched as she changed into pajamas. "You feeling alright?"
"Yeah, it's just been a really long day." She said, sitting on the bed Indian style.
Danny walked over and sat next to her. "Yeah running around buying pregnancy tests and..."
"Yeah I know." She interrupted him. "I'm tired, that's all."
Danny nodded his head and grabbed Kylie's hands from her lap. "You can tell me anything," he told her, knowing something was wrong. "Did he hurt you?"
"No," Kylie shook her head. "No he didn't hurt me. I'm just kind of shaken up, that's all."
"Okay." He pressed a kiss to the top of Kylie's head. "You're safe now."
Kylie nodded her head and crawled into Danny's lap, laying her head against his bare chest. "I should have grabbed the shirt as proof," she whispered. "Niki's never gonna believe this."
Danny smiled. "Oh she's gonna be so pissed."
"I know, but at least I'll have the memory of this forever." Kylie smiled and yawned.
"Alright, alright." Danny said, laying down on the bed. "Get some sleep, okay?"
Kylie nodded her head and closed her eyes as images of Danny's shirt being ripped off replayed in her mind.
Niki hung up her cell phone and let out a loud groan. "This fucking sucks!" she said, punching a pillow. Flack heard Niki in her bedroom, and decided to see what was wrong. He headed into her bedroom from the kitchen, where Niki sat on the bed, her eyebrows scrunched and a pillow in her lap.
"Who was that?" Flack asked, sitting on the bed beside her.
"Adam." She mumbled.
"Adam?" Flack asked, "Why is Adam calling you?"
Niki looked up at Flack. All right let's tell him, she thought. "Well...um...you see...he really likes Kylie." Way to go Foxx.
"Then why is he calling you?" Flack asked, becoming extremely suspicious.
"Something happened," Niki shrugged. "And Kylie went to him for me to do her a favor for me."
Flack glanced from Niki, to Apollo who was sitting on the floor. "For what? Are you alright? What happened?"
"Ugh," Niki groaned, lying on the bed. "I just..."
"What?" Flack asked lying beside her. He pressed a kiss to her head.
"You know how sometimes things happen...and then after that thing happens there are consequences?"
"Yeah, but what does this have to do with favors?" Flack asked.
"Nik, you aren't making any sense at all." Flack said, brushing her hair out of her face.
"I'm trying to tell you something." Niki sighed, "But it's really hard to say."
"Okay," Flack said, nodding his head. "Well, I don't know how to fix that?"
Niki let out another sigh, and sat back up on the bed, causing Flack to do the same. She pulled her hair up, and took the hair tie from her wrist to tie it back. "We did something," Niki said. "You and I."
"Mhm?" Flack asked, raising an eyebrow for her to continue.
"About...5 to 8 weeks ago. We did something."
"Niki," Flack laughed. "There's a reason I only have a high school diploma. Shit like this is too much for my brain."
"Great, the father of my kid is a dumbass," Niki mumbled.
"What?" Flack asked. "Did you just call me a dumbass?"
"Are you kidding me?" Niki snapped. "Are you fucking kidding me?!?"
"Whoa, Niki, calm down." He said, grabbing her forearms.
"I...I can't believe it. How dumb are you? I just fucking said the father of my kid is a dumbass! And all you can manage to get from that sentence is that you're a dumbass?" Niki shouted.
"Well, I don't appreciate it when you call me..." Then it hit him, "Did you just say father? Of your kid?"
Niki nodded her head and sat there silently. Apollo had gotten up from the floor and was starring at the two sitting on the bed.
Flack looked at Niki a blank stare on his face. "Are you serious?" he asked her, a grin playing on his face.
Niki slowly nodded her head and closed her eyes. "Yeah."
"How?" Flack asked. "I mean. Really?"
"Yes," Niki growled. "I'm fucking pregnant." She climbed off the bed and headed out of the bedroom, Flack following her.
"Babe come here," Flack said, watching Niki plop onto the couch. He sat beside her and pulled her chin to face him. "You're carrying my baby," he smiled giving her a kiss.
"Unfortunately." Niki mumbled.
Flack raised an eyebrow. "Unfortunately? Niki this is great!"
"No!" Niki shook her head, "This is not great!"
"How can this not be great? We're having a baby!" Flack said with the biggest grin on his face.
"Are you kidding me?" Niki said, standing up from the couch. "This is going to ruin my life!"
"How?" Flack asked.
"I can't work" Niki snapped. "I can't work for 9 months! How am I going to pay for things? And stretch marks! God your kid is already making me puke up everything, and giving me killer cramps. My vagina will never be the same after this! What are you giving up for this? Nothing!"
"Babe," Flack sighed. "I'm sure you can still work until you show. And you can just go on stakeouts. Stretch marks are totally preventable. They have lotions for that you know? And you can have a C-section."
"A nice scar on my stomach? No thanks!"
"Babe, come on let's be reasonable here." Flack said, trying to calm Niki down.
"Oh and another thing!" Niki shouted, "I have a tramp stamp, I don't get that shot thing!"
"Niki you're overreacting."
"Oh am I?" She asked.
Flack rolled his eyes and stood up from the couch. "Yes you are."
"Well you don't have a thing growing inside of you!" Niki shouted.
"It's not a thing," Flack told her getting up from the couch. "It's our baby." He stood in front of her and got on his knees.
"What are you doing?" Niki asked as Flack lifted up her t-shirt, revealing her abs. He pressed a kiss right below her belly button. "Donnie don't do that," she said as he unzipped her jeans. He set his hands around her knees and continued to kiss about Niki's underwear line. "Donnie, what are you doing?" she asked again.
"I'm kissing my baby," He told her.
"You're a fucking creep!" Niki growled, taking a step back.
"Nik, this is amazing news!" Flack said, grinning. He stood up and bent down to kiss her.
Niki shoved Flack away and gave him a dirty look. "Stay the fuck off of me!"
"Niki come on," Flack sighed, rolling his eyes, "We should be excited about this."
"Well I'm not!" Niki snapped, "There are so many reasons why this isn't good! I can't afford a kid. I need to work! I can't work if I'm on maternity leave!"
"They pay you to be on maternity leave," Flack told her. "You're thinking way too much about this."
"I'm not," Niki said, crossing her arms. "I don't want this."
Flack stepped back this time, and Niki saw the heartbreak in his face at her words. He really wanted this baby. She'd never seen him so happy about anything before. "Maybe you just need to let it sink in," he told her.
"It has sunk in," she informed him, shaking her head.
"Well," Flack said. "You better let it sink in a bit longer. Because weather you want him or not, he's coming. You can't undo a pregnancy."
Niki thought about saying yes you could, but she couldn't. She couldn't say something like that to Flack. He would be crushed. She turned away from him and closed her eyes. "You just don't get it."
"What is there not to get?" He asked, "We're having a baby. It's something we made."
"On complete accident." Niki snorted.
"Sometimes accidents are blessings in disguises."
"Really? Way to sound like a fucking hallmark card." Niki said as she watched Apollo enter the room. He could sense that something was happening and that is owner was very upset.
"You're upset," Flack agreed. "And I'm trying to figure out why. Is it because I actually want this? And that surprised you? You had it all planned out that I was going to freak and you could leave me and you'd be better off alone, but I ruined that the second I cracked a smile at the fact you're carrying my child? I mean that's the first thing that pops into my head, Niki. Is that you wanted me to be pissed at you."
"Something like that," Niki said nervously, biting her lip, avoiding eye contact with Flack. Flack nodded his head. He headed down the hall and into Niki's bedroom to grab the box that sat in his jacket. And when he came back, he stood in front of Niki. "What's that?"
"I'm not going anywhere Niki," he told her, sitting on his knee. "I want this baby with you and I want you to be my wife."
"Please don't tell me you're doing this." Niki said, her hands shaking.
Flack looked up at her and smiled. "I am doing this. Cause I want you in my life forever."
"No, you're only doing this because I'm pregnant." Niki said, shaking her head and walking backward toward the door.
"Would I have a ring already if I was marrying you just because you're pregnant? I just found out five minutes ago."
"No, but..." Niki stuttered, "But you're doing it within the five minutes you found out!"
"Niki, just say yes already," Flack chuckled, grabbing her hand. He could feel her shaky hand under his, causing him to grin. She was nervous too.
"No," she shook her head. "It's just because I'm pregnant."
"No," Flack shook his head. "It's because you're hot and sexy and you like kinky things and because you're smart and beautiful and I love you. The pregnancy is just a huge bonus in itself."
Niki rolled her eyes and shook her head. "You weren't even thinking about purposing."
"That's because I thought you'd say no," Flack told her. "Scratch that. I was petrified you'd say no. This. This miracle made me grow a pair. So. Will you marry me, Niki Foxx?"
"No, no, no, no!" Niki said, shaking her head.
Flack rolled his eyes. "Come on Nik, just say yes."
"Look, it's better for you in the long run. Trust me. No, not marrying me will be the smartest thing you do." Niki said, trying to back away from Flack. "Like your life would be so much better off not marrying me. I'm saving you from a world of hurt."
Flack shook his head. "What could you do that could possible hurt me? Right now you're hurting me by saying no."
"It's not what I could do." Niki mumbled, "It's what they can do."
Flack rolled his eyes. "They? Niki we've been through this. I don't care what locked up convicts can do to me. Send me letters in the fucking mail?"
"Gangs, Donnie. Those guys are in gangs, and they don't like their drugs being taken away."
"Niki," Flack groaned. "I'm not getting up from my knee until you say yes. And it's really starting to hurt. I'm not gonna let a gang stop me from being with you."
"Well I am." Niki shook her head and headed toward the door. "And I'm not just worried about the gangs." She whistled for Apollo, who raced out the door. Flack watched as Niki close the door, and left him kneeling there.
"God damn it Niki." He mumbled to himself, as he stood up and grabbed a jacket, because Niki had neglected to bring one. He figured she had taken the stairs, so he ran down them, hoping to catch up to her. Flack looked around the lobby but couldn't find her or Apollo. "Damn it Niki." He mumbled again.
Niki pounded on Danny's door, and smiled when he answered. "Where's my girlfriend at?" Niki asked, stepping into the apartment. "And the dog?" She eyed Danny in black sweats and a white wife beater.
"Bedroom," Danny informed her. "She's still asleep I think."
"Well, I'm about to find out. Come on Apollo," Niki said heading down the hall towards Danny's closed bedroom. Kylie smiled as Niki entered the bedroom.
"Did yah tell him?" Kylie asked as Niki sat on the bed with them.
"Yes, yes I did." She said.
"Aw yay!" Kylie smiled, clapping her hands, "I'm so proud of you! What did he say?"
Niki looked down at her still shaking hands. "Well he...uh...was very happy about it."
"I told you he'd be! Do I know my brother or what?"
Niki rolled her eyes. "Do you know what else he did?"
"Hmm?" Kylie asked, petting Milo's belly as he crawled into her lap.
"He asked me to marry him," Niki rolled her eyes.
"And you said yes, right?" Kylie asked raising an eyebrow at Niki. Kylie let out a sigh when Niki didn't reply. "Nik! You stormed off, didn't you! That's why you're not wearing a jacket. What if you get Pneumonia and you kill the baby?"
"You're over reacting," Niki rolled her eyes as Danny came into the bedroom. He grabbed a shirt from his dresser and pulled it over his head.
"I'm going to the gym," he told Kylie giving her a kiss.
"Bye," Kylie said. "Have fun."
Niki watched as Danny left the bedroom. "Why does he have a bunch of cuts on his face?" she asked.
"We'll discuss that right after I convince you to marry my brother."
"Wait a second, he was in a fight!" Niki said, getting all excited. "How could you not call me?"
"Niki." Kylie said sternly. "This is not the time for this. Later."
"You're not gonna convince me to marry your brother." Niki sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Oh just watch me."
Niki gave Kylie a look. "Are you kidding me? I'm a Foxx, we're stubborn as hell, it ain't happening."
"You're being ridiculous Niki," Kylie rolled her eyes. "You're pregnant with his kid. You're in love with him, he's in love with you. He'd do anything for you. He tolerates your stupid nonsense fits you throw for no reason. He genuinely loves you, Niki. Please. Tell me what the hell Flack doesn't have for you? Give me one good reason not to marry him."
"He doesn't know how to pick up after himself," Niki sighed, waving her arms clueless, unable to think of a good reason.
"And you do," Kylie laughed. "Have you been in your apartment lately? Come on. You gotta do better than that."
"Fine you want a good reason?" Niki asked.
Kylie folded her arms across her chest and looked at her friend. "Yes, enlighten me."
Niki closed her eyes and let out a sigh. She hated talking about them, absolutely hated it. It was a past that she wished would just disappear, a part of her that she wished never existed. "Look, it's bad enough I became a cop, but when the family catches wind that I married one..."
"Right," Kylie nodded her head. "But I mean wouldn't it be worse if they found out you were pregnant and realized Don didn't step up?"
"Either way it's bad, Kylie. Either way they're gonna..." She couldn't finish her sentence. She couldn't think about what her family would do to Flack. "Either way I'm with a cop."
"But it's not like he's a cop. I mean he solves murders. He's like Sherlock Holmes. He only arrests murderers."
"They are murderers, Kylie."
Kylie shook her head, trying to shake the last sentence from her head. "Kevin wouldn't...He wouldn't."
"He would. You saw what he did when he found out Donnie and I were dating. It's gonna be ten times worse when they know I'm pregnant and we're married."
"But you want to marry him, right?" Kylie asked. "All family shit aside. You'd marry him in a heartbeat." Kylie watched Niki slowly nod her head. "Well then do it. We'll figure the rest out."
"You can't figure out the mob Kales," Niki pathetically laughed at Kylie's willingness to have a happy ending. "There's no convincing them of anything."
"I will," Kylie said. "I'll figure it out. I always do."
"No Kylie, you won't." Niki said, trying to keep her friend from doing something stupid. "I've broken so many rules. I'm just lucky Joey talked sense into them. I should be dead for the rules I've broken."
"But, there has to be a way around this. A loophole!" Kylie tried pleading with her.
Niki shook her head. "A loophole? Really now? My dad is up there in the ranks! How bad will it look for him when everyone finds out his daughter married a cop?"
"No! This can't be it!" Kylie said, hitting a pillow. "You and Donnie are perfect together. You two are meant to be together and now you can't because of stupid rules of a family you aren't even part of!"
"But the problem is I was part of them, I did run with them when I was younger. But then I wised up and got out of there. But even if I never ran with them, I'm still always going to be apart of them." Niki said, grabbing a pillow and holding it to her chest. It bothered her how naive Kylie was about this.
"This is stupid," Kylie snapped, standing up. "So help me, God this is stupid! You need to go talk to your brothers about this."
"Are you listening to a word I'm saying?" Niki growled, standing up as well. "Do you hear anything that Im telling you or is it in one ear out the other? My brother's don't have a say in this. If I break one more God damned rule, he's dead. You're dead. I'm dead."
"You're dead because you're in love with someone?" Kylie replied. "That's breaking a rule? Because you can help who you fall in love with. Two people are just meant to be together, you can't stop that. They can't stop that. And that's what I'm going to tell them." Niki grabbed Kylie's wrist when she reached for her jacket.
"If you go, so help me God, Kylie. You're so fucking stupid sometimes. Just get it through your head that Donnie and I can't be married, and we can't have this baby." Niki let out a loud groan of frustration as Kylie continued to put her jacket on.
Her friend was stupid. Kylie Flack was the biggest sucker for love ever, and she wasn't going to let a mob get in the way of Niki and Flack. So Niki had to convince her that she couldn't do this. Something impossible when Kylie felt strongly for something.
"I'm going with or without you, Nik," Kylie said looking her in the eye. "I'm being the stubborn one this time around."
"No!"
"You can't stop me. Cause I am not letting them stop you and Donnie from getting married!"
"Fine." Niki rolled her eyes, "But I'm coming with you. Come on Apollo."
"Why are you bringing him? Kylie asked.
Niki shook her head as she opened the apartment door. "Cause things could get real ugly."
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