Here comes the big event, some of you may not like this chapter or the ones after it. But here it goes, hope you enjoy.
Don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love's not enough when the road gets tough
I don't know why
Keep making me laugh,
Let's go get high
Road's long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime
Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words
This is the last time
'Cause you and I, we were born to die
Born to Die by Lana Del Rey
Chapter Twenty One-
I was looking at myself in the mirror, I was wearing jeans and a flowy top that did nothing to hide my belly. I ran my hands over it, it was strange to think that there was a child inside me, my child.
I sighed, putting my shoes on and fixing up my hair, I had been dreading it but I had to go to the Christmas dinner. I jumped at the sound of a motorcycle pulling up in my driveway. I looked out my window to see Happy climbing off the bike and walking out towards the house.
I grabbed my bag and walked to the door, I didn't want to face Happy but I had to, I took a deep breath before opening the door. I tossed him my car keys before walking past him and getting in the car.
"What did I tell you 'bout opening the door without a gun" said Happy as soon as he was in the car
"I saw you through the window" I told him as we started driving, "I'm not as stupid as you think I am"
"I don't think you're stupid, kid" he told me, "Just looking out for you"
But why was he? He didn't have to look after me, someone else could do it. He wasn't just following orders, there was more to it then that, there had to be.
I had so many questions for him. Why was he looking after me? Why did he want me? What were his feelings towards me?
But I knew he wouldn't answer any of them even if I asked, so I didn't bother asking him.
"You a'ight?" He asked
"I'm fine, just nervous" I said
"I can tell, your picking at your nails, only do that when you're nervous" he told me
I frowned and looked down at my hands, I hadn't even noticed that I was doing it, but Happy did.
"Must be really observant to notice that" I said, "Nobody else has"
Happy raised his eyebrow and just grunted in response, his face gave nothing away, he had perfected the art of not showing any emotion if he didn't want to.
His silence gave me the chance to really look at Happy for the first time. I had to admit he was good looking, especially given the fact he was obviously somewhere in his 40s. His brown eyes both entranced me and frightened me. Pulled me in and pushed me away. He had a slight gray stubble on his chin, but that only seemed to add to his attractiveness. I looked down at his arm, his was just wearing a t-shirt and his cut so his tattoos on his arm were visible. I moved my fingers, tracing over them, the were beautiful, like masterpieces on his skin.
I looked up and met his eyes, he was watching me but made no move to pull away, he turned his eyes back to the road and I continued to trace the tattoos.
"You gonna get a tattoo?" He asked
"Maybe one day" she said, "I want to get one"
"When you get one call me, I'll do it" he said, more of an order than a suggestion but I nodded anyway
He parked on the curb and we both got out, I walked over to his side and froze, unable to take another step forward.
"C'mon" he said, putting his arm around my shoulders and pulling me along with him.
I was nervous but Happy's strong grip stopped me from collapsing into a bundle of nerves. I knew what this would look like to others but I didn't care. Right now Happy was all that was stopping me from running back to my car and driving home.
When we reached the door Happy dropped his arm from my shoulder and knocked on the door, my shoulder suddenly went cold and I missed the feel of his skin on mine. But I shrugged it off as Lana opened the door, plastering a fake smile on my face.
"Hap, Valerie, come inside" she said, with a smile that I assumed matched my own, "How are you doing?" She asked me, closing the door behind me
"Good" I said, she was obviously going to pretend that the talk we had earlier in the day had never happened
"Come help me in the kitchen" she said
I looked towards Happy who nodded before allowing her to drag me into the kitchen, I didn't particularly want to help but it was better than going out there and facing Kozik.
It didn't take too long to get everything ready and soon enough the food was all on the table and we were sitting down. Lana had tried to guide me towards where Kozik was sitting but I basically ran to Happy, sitting down beside him.
I didn't talk for most of the dinner, and when I did actually speak it was mostly only to Happy. I avoided Kozik's gaze, silently thanking God that he was at the other end of the table. Happy had noticed my discomfort and put his hand on my thigh under the table to calm me down. His plan didn't work because my heart just started beating faster. I placed my own hand on top of his, neither one of us looking at each other. I looked around the table and it seemed that no one had noticed.
My eyes finally locked with Kozik's, he gave me a sad look before looking over at Happy angrily. He knew. Kozik knew that something was going on between Happy and me.
For the rest of the meal I kept my head down, pushing my food around my plate but not eating anything.
"Eat" said Happy, leaning in towards me, "Now"
I scowled at him before taking a mouthful, Happy just grinned at me, turning his attention back to Bowie.
After everyone had finished Lana, Ava and I cleaned up the table while all the guys drank beer and watched tv. I was washing the dishes and Ava was drying them when I heard footsteps. I turned around to see Kozik standing in the door way. Lana ushered Ava our of the kitchen, as soon as they were gone Kozik walked towards me.
"Hey" he said, "Can we talk?"
I just nodded and waited for him to talk, I promised myself that I would let him tell his side of the story, and then decide on what to do.
"I'm sorry about what happened, I was drunk and angry and I wasn't thinking" he said, "Please, forgive me, I know I don't deserve it, but please, I love you"
I turned around, bracing myself on the counter, he had told me he loved me and it didn't feel like it used to. It didn't fill me with warmth and happiness. Just coldness and dread.
"I need time" I said, "Just give me that"
"Take all the time you need" he said, placing a hand on my shoulder, "I'll wait"
I smiled at him, a small smile that didn't quite reach my eyes, before walking out of the kitchen. I leant against the wall, watching everyone talk and laugh, and I suddenly didn't feel like I fitted in here. Happy walked over towards me, leaning against the wall next to me.
"I'm going to head home" I told him, "You stay here, I'll be fine"
He narrowed his eyes, considering whether or not he should let me go, he finally nodded and handed me the keys.
"I'll check on you later" he said
I gave him a genuine smile before turning around and walking out of the house. Getting into my car and driving home.
When I got home I changed into my pyjamas and settled down in front of the television with a bowl of ice cream.
"If I don't stop eating comfort food I'll get fat" I said to myself, "Oh wait, I'm pregnant, I'm already fat"
To be honest I had wanted Happy to come home with me, but I knew that he was enjoying himself, but I couldn't wait until he came to check on me.
It was almost 10:30 and I was starting to feel tired but I wanted to stay up and wait for Happy. I heard a knock at my door and in all my excitement I forgot what Happy had told me just hours before. I opened the door expecting to see Happy but instead there was a man standing there with a ski mask on. I managed to turn and try to run before he fired a shot, causing me to fall to the floor on my side. He walked over to me, flipping me over and aimed the gun at my head.
"This is for Jonathan" he told me before I heard a shot
The man came tumbling down next to me, revealing Happy to be standing there holding a gun.
"Happy" I said before gasping from the sharp pain in my abdomen. Happy was kneeling down beside me, tryin to stop the bleeding from my shoulder where the bullet had grazed me, "Hap, the baby, call an ambulance
'Every man I meet wants to protect me. I can't figure what from' Mae West
There it is, more drama in the next few chapters. Please review and tell me what you think. I know you probably all hate me.