Sorry for not updating in days. I've been sick as dog.
Shooter's P.O.V
I was sittin on the dock when Mort an' Shadow walked by. They both looked like they were in deep thought 'bout something an' they were practically running ta Mort's car. Perhaps they were onta my little plan. I didn't want ta think 'bout that. All I could think about was Clover. I felt so bad for lyin ta her.
All these feelings were new to me. Love, guilt, pain. I had never felt this way 'bout someone before an' I wasn't 'bout really ta mess everything up over cigerettes. I needed ta make up with Clover. I didn't want to end up the way Mort had been after his breakup with Amy.
I got ta my feet and walked back to the house. Feelin bad for myself wasn't goin ta help matters. I had ta get up and takes matters into my own hands. I didn't have to see Clover to know that she was in the house. I could feel her presence as I walked in the front door.
My feet seemed to know where she was even though I didn't because they headed to the downstairs bathroom. I tried the knob an' found that it was locked.
"Who is it?" Clover asked.
"It's me," I said.
There was a long pause before she spoke again.
"What do you want?"
"Ta say I'm sorry," I said with sigh. "I'm sorry for lyin ta you. This isn't easy for me so please except my apology."
Ta my surprise she opened the door. I thought women made you say you were sorry a bunch of times before they would open the door. She didn't look good at all. Her eyes were all puffy an' her face was pale. Clover looked like she had been throwing up an' crying.
"You ok?" I asked in a concerned voice.
"Yeah," she nodded. "I just feel a little sick. I'm sorry for blowing up at you like that. That can could have really hurt you."
"I asked for it," I said and it was true. I had. "Maybe you should go lie down. You don't look so good."
"No," she shook her head. "I don't want to sleep but I do think we need to talk."
I didn't say anything. Clover walked past me and into the livin room. She sat down on the couch and patted the space next ta her. I walked across the room and sat down next ta her.
"What's wrong?" I questioned even though I had a good idea what was going on.
"Well," my girl said bittin down on her lip. "It isn't that something is wrong."
"What do you want to talk about then?" I asked.
"I think I'm pregnant," she said so quickly that I barely understood it.
I tried ta look surprised but I figured it wasn't all that convincing. This was what I wanted after all. That's I didn't just kill Shadow when she walked into the picture. I knew I needed someone just as crazy as Mort if I ever wanted a family.
"You aren't mad are you?" Clover asked with wide eyes.
"Of course not," I explained. "I got no reason ta be mad."
"Thank god," she said leaning on me. "I was so worried you wouldn't want it."
"No no," I said bringing up a hand ta play with her hair. "I would never turn out my own child."
"But do you know what this means?" Clover asked hiding her face in my chest.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"If I'm pregnant than Shadow has to be pregnant," she explained. "It won't work unless she is."
"I know," I said letting my hand rest on the back of her head. "I know."
Strange chapter I know. I know Shooter seemed too friendly in this chapter but please deal with it.