19

The week went on and classes were going by smoothly. The only problem was Duke had not been in class. I asked around some of the other teachers to see if they had heard anything. Was he sick? Or did his mother pull him out? I've heard mostly talk that he had just been absent and they couldn't reach his parents at all. What was going on? Should I even be worried? With Weston lying low, maybe Judith took this time to run off with her children? Maybe that was for the best.

As school was letting out, I was walking to my car when I got a phone call. I slowed my walking and saw it was Tara. I answered it.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked.

"Hey, you out of work?" she asked.

"Yeah." I replied reaching into one of my other purses to find my keys. I accidently grabbed my pain medication. I had to go back to the hospital Tuesday to do a urine test and some blood tests to make sure everything was fine with me. But Tara gave me the medication for any other pain I was feeling. I got into my car and started to buckle up.

"Can you come by the hospital? Something came up in your last urine test." she said. I paused now and looked in the direction of my phone.

"What is it?" I asked feeling a rock hit my stomach.

"You should really come in, Meera." she advised.

"Don't speak to me like a patient Tara speak to me like a friend." I demanded. My heart beat was speeding up and I wondered what it was. An STD? HIV?

"You're pregnant." she answered. I silently inhaled and my stomach tightened up even harder now.

"What?" I asked, my voice breaking a bit.

"Yes. We don't know if it's from your rape or if it's Happy's." she said.

"God couldn't I just be dying." I said.

"Meera! Don't talk like that!" she snapped. "You need to come by the office and we can talk about options. You're not too far along. But we need to talk." she said. I closed my eyes and sighed.

"I'll come by after I've gone home and changed." I replied and hung up. I put my phone down and just looked straight ahead at the very last thing I didn't want to hear. I gripped my steering wheel tight and screamed hard shaking all around. My throat burned quickly and I was light headed. Now I thought about Happy and our conversation on a baby and it wasn't a successful one. Was this baby even his? I don't think I was ever given plan B or anything to stop a pregnancy when I did my rape kit. Shit. I finally cut on my car and began to drive from the school. My mind was completely zoned out. I don't even remember the turns I took or the stop signs I stopped at. I just left my body on autopilot while my brain turned to mush.

Sure it could be Happy. Hell he wasn't using in condoms after our tests came back. But neither did Zobelle's man. I started to sniffle now as my eyes began to water some. I couldn't believe this was happening. It couldn't be happening. I didn't want it to. As I saw my house coming in a distance, I noticed the numerous bikes parked along the curb. At least they didn't park in my driveway. What the hell were they doing here though? How did they get into my house? Not like anything could really keep them out. I unlocked the door and stepped inside to see Happy with Jax, Opie, Chibs and Tig. They were drinking and had the game on. For once they weren't dressed in their biker gear. But I knew each and every one of them had a gun on them.

I looked back at my phone and saw I had a text from Happy. That's right my phone did vibrate in class and I never checked it.

Me and the guys will be at the house to make sure no one tries to ambush you here. Plus we may go swimming.

I couldn't even care about that right now. I closed the door and Happy saw me.

"Hey babe, figured you'd be in class so I thought we'd come here and bother you a bit-"

"We need to talk." I cut him off and he raised his hands to the game.

"But the game."

"Now Happy!" I snapped and moved up stairs. He had to know. He had to know what was going on and that I couldn't keep the baby.

As I was reaching the top of the stairs, I glanced back to see Happy moving up the stairs behind me. We met back in my room, and I just paced heavily in front of my bed after I put my purse down. Happy looked me over as he closed the door.

"What happened?" he asked and I looked at him now, eyes filled with wild and crazy emotions that I couldn't even begin to describe.

"Tara called." I replied and he looked me over now.

"Okay, and?" he asked.

"And I'm pregnant." I replied and Happy just stared at me, eyes widening some.

"What?" he asked shocked.

"And I don't know if the baby is yours or that fuck that attacked me." I said and he just shook his head now stepping closer to me.

"Woah woah woah. That can't be possible I mean we got tested." he said.

"For STD's not pregnancy. I mean I took a urine test with my rape kit and when I needed more medicine I don't know!" I said and just watched me, eyes looking heavy as he began to think.

"Okay so we wait until you start showing and then see if we can do a DNA test." he said. I stopped and looked at him with anger in my eyes.

"Wait until I am showing? Happy you know I don't want children." I said and he frowned.

"Well you aren't going to fucking get rid of it! It could be mine!" he yelled walking closer to me. I didn't care about who's it was. I shook my head.

"You don't get to make a decision for me!" I yelled back and now we were both in each other's faces as if one of us was waiting for a punch to be thrown.

"How can you stand there and not want to consider the fact that this baby could be ours. Yours. Mine. Something we made together." he said and I looked away not wanting to think about it.

"You said it yourself, you aren't thinking of kids right now." I argued. His eyes were just as wild as mine were.

"Of course not, but now that you're pregnant, we both have a responsibility!" he yelled.

"No! When that guy was on top of me there was no responsibility, no intent of making a child!"

"And what fucking me was!" he asked.

"No!" I yelled, although my voice sounded unsure and Happy definitely heard it as we both looked each other over. I placed my hand on my forehead and just sat down on the bed. "This can't be happening!" I was so angry and furious, I was crying. Happy slowly moved and got down on his knees before me. His hands took mine.

"Meera… I know you're scared, but if you do this- get rid of that baby then we could be getting rid of our child." he said. I couldn't look at him for the longest moment before looking at him finally.

"And if it's not yours?" I asked. He tensed and I watched his jaw clench as he looked away. Had he seriously not considered this. "And what about Weston and Zobelle? Have you found them?"

He exhaled angrily.

"No. Something has happened and we don't know what. None of his men are around and his heroine shops are completely fucked up like his workers don't know what's going on. They have no direction. Something ain't right, something bigger is going on. I can feel it." he said and just stared at him for a moment taking in his words.

"Weston's wife and kids are missing too. I don't know if they ran away or maybe he hurt them, but he should still be banged up from the accident. I doubt he's strong of to strike back at me. Maybe he's lying low with Zobelle and the rest of his people until he's strong enough to strike back." I replied. Happy shook his head.

"But Weston isn't in charge." he reminded me. I nodded slowly.

"And it seems neither is Zobelle." I replied and Happy just looked down and placed his forehead on my lap.

"You shouldn't even be thinking of them of any of this." he said lowly. I sighed and shrugged.

"It's hard not to but now it seems we have bigger issues…" I replied slowly standing up and he followed my actions. "I told Tara I was going to meet her at the hospital so we can talk."

The fire reignited in his eyes.

"You're seriously going to talk about getting rid of that baby, that could be ours?" he asked. I told him I wouldn't put my body or a baby in the predicament of an abortion, but now I wasn't so sure and my eyes and silence answered Happy's question. Happy just backed away from me, shaking his head slowly and staring at me like I had betrayed him.

"Happy-" but he just shook his head and turned and left out the room. The hurt on my face was evident as I felt this fight of ours was going to end our relationship. I sat back down on the bed and just curled up for a moment and cried silently. After an hour, Tara called me and I knew I had to go see her. I left my room and was met with silence in the house. I moved downstairs and saw the living room was empty. I sighed and just headed out to my car and paused in total shock.

All four of my tires were slashed and the air completely gone. I slowly moved up to it noticing a knife was in my right tire. I leaned down and removed it and couldn't help but laugh dryly at Happy attempt. I should have been pissed that he did this, because now I would need four tires and the only tire place close was Clay's garage. I removed the knife and pulled out my phone. I could have called Mark and had him come help, but I knew seeing him would completely set Happy off and he would definitely kill him. I called Tara and told her what happened and she was nice enough to stop by. As she parked her car beside mine and examined my car, I noticed she looked impressed.

"Wow. I can't believe he slashed your tires to stop you from coming to the hospital." she said. I scoffed.

"I thought he did it out of anger. He's pissed." I replied looking at her noticing she was crossing her arms and nodding.

"How do you feel?" she asked.

"About the car or the pregnancy?" I asked.

"Both." she answered. I inhaled leaning against my car now.

"I feel… special he slashed my tires to stop me because in some way it shows he cared. If he didn't then maybe he'd have just blocked me from his contacts and maybe he'd ghost me to tell me that it was over." I replied. Tara nodded and continued to watch me. "I feel like everything that's happened to me was a chain of events set off because of meeting him. My attack, my rape, this pregnancy all of it. My life is no longer mine's to control being in this gang." She nodded gently.

"I get that. I guess I never really thought about it as a child, but now that I'm older, I realized you're a survivor. I mean you were raised by a family of murderers. I didn't even know that until after it was all in the news. You had gone missing and they had managed to escape capture. I thought they had killed you. But it was you put that chain of events into motion. I mean, from hearing the other survivors who escaped stories… by eighteen you had to eat someone to prove you were one of them. Meera you were officially and adult who could have left that family and you knew…" I closed my eyes listening to her words, my body shaking violently at the thoughts I thought I would be able to forget.

She moved over to me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders some. I nodded.

"I knew, that by the time I hit eighteen if I couldn't eat someone they were just going to kill me." I replied. They wouldn't let me leave knowing what I knew was dangerous for them. My father… Nigel, was always begging and negotiating with me to try the meat he made. And he even made it in different dishes and even altered them so it didn't look obvious I was eating someone. He didn't want to kill me, but he would if he had to. I wrapped my arms around Tara and cried some.

"I can tell you're starting to go back into survival mode." she said. And I couldn't help that. I didn't feel safe anywhere except in Happy's arms. But right now I didn't even have him. If I kept this child, then it would mean keeping it to please someone else, to put it in danger because of its father's affiliation with a murderous gang. And he may not even be the fucking father! But he cared so much about this, and I felt terrible that I never developed the need to ever want a child. I couldn't because my child hood was basically surviving to make sure I didn't get eaten by my family.

"Maybe this is a sign, a sign I need to leave. I mean ever since I joined this club I'm sure dealing with this gang and having to protect me is angering Clay." I said and Tara leaned back now looking at me hard as she shook her head.

"Meera no. Those skin headed bastards threated SAMCRO, they threatened all of us and Clay is not going to stop until they are all dead." she said and I shook my head once more.

"Then why can't he find them? What's going on that none of SAMCRO can find Zobelle and his men?" I asked. She shook her head slowly, eyes saddened by my words.

"I don't know. Maybe another gang got to them?" she asked. I thought of her words and looked down some. Maybe that's what happened. Zobelle was trying to frame Marcus Alvarez by killing me in his territory. Maybe they finished them off. I had to be certain of this though. I looked at Tara and swallowed some.

"I need to find out, I need to know the truth. Can I use your car?" I asked. She titled her head unsure of my words.

"What are you going to do?" she asked. I needed to do something to keep my mind off of this pregnancy, off of the numerous questions that will soon follow if I plan to keep it or not.

"I need to go to Oakland and see Marcus Alvarez." I replied. Tara's eyes widened as she heard my response and she looked down in thought of my words before looking back up at me seriously.

"Then I'm going with you." she stated.

Author's Notes

To the reviewer who asked about a Hellboy 2019 fic, I will watch the movie and see if i can get an idea from it. No promises but i will watch it.