A few days later, Liberty City High School…
"You feeling okay?" Packie asks after checking on Gionna, who had walked out of the 2nd floor girls' bathroom after throwing up for the 2nd time that morning.
Gionna nodded and pulled her hair into a ponytail, Packie knowing that Gionna was not handling being pregnant too well but that was the case with the first child around. He had heard from his ma that her first time having a kid wasn't so easy, Derrick was a troublemaker before he was born.
"I'm ditching school for the day, M is going to pick me up. You want to join us?" Packie asks.
"Can't… gotta try to not give off suspicion. But if you're still out later, can we meet up at the pier and grab some cinnamon pretzels?" Gionna says, her and Packie hugging before he left.
"Uh oh, she's not joining us?" Midnight asks as Packie got into the navy Dukes car.
"She doesn't want to give off suspicion." Packie says.
"Sooner or later, people are gonna look at her and notice that she's pregnant." Midnight says before driving off. "I worry about kiddo." She says quietly.
"I know you do, we all do." Packie says.
"Not Billy… I'm gonna rip his head off if he tries to hurt Gionna and that little baby!" Midnight says.
Later into the day, Gionna was walking around Hove Beach when she ran into Gerry.
"Hey…" Gionna says, knowing Gerry was worried… but hoping he wasn't angry at her. Gerry wrapped his arms around her, the two hugging. "I was worried you were mad at me, Gerry." She says as they look at each other, Gionna having to look up because Gerry was 6'7" whereas she was only 5'3". "Are you?" She asks.
"I was shocked… but not angry, these things happen." Gerry says as they let go, Midnight and Packie walking over to them.
"Midnight Philips!" They heard Francis yell.
"What the hell do you want, Frankie the dick?" Midnight asks.
"You let Patrick cut school today, didn't you?!" Francis demands.
"He's not a child, stop treating him like one!" Gionna snapped, aggravated by Francis's yelling.
"And so what if I did? What are you going to do, throw me in jail?" Midnight asks.
Francis lunged at Midnight, who ducked… and Francis inadvertently hit Gionna, who Gerry caught, Gionna's arms wrapped protectively around her stomach.
"Oh now you hit the final straw!" Midnight yelled before knocking Francis to the ground and started to punch him repeatedly in the face.
"Are you alright?!" Packie asks a shaken up Gionna, who nodded.
"It… was… an accident!" Francis shouts between the punches he was receiving. "Why are you so pissed, M?!" He yells after she hit him one last time.
"Because I'm sick to death of you!" Midnight yells, not wanting to tell the truth.
Schottler Medical E.R
"We're both okay, don't worry." Gionna says after being checked out, Midnight sighing in relief and lightly resting a hand on Gionna's stomach. "Is Frankie in a coma?" She asks.
"Just out cold…" Midnight says as Johnny ran in, him immediately pulling Gionna into his arms.
"Calm down… your unborn godson or goddaughter is okay." Gionna says.
"How hard did Francis hit her?" Johnny asks Midnight after he and Gionna let go and he saw a bruise on Gionna's left shoulder.
"Just a bruise, no lasting damage." Midnight says.
Francis groaned as he regained consciousness, seeing Packie.
"Little brother-" Francis says, cut off by Packie punching him. "Was that necessary?!" He shouts.
"You damn near broke Gionna's collarbone!" Packie yells.
"Why do I feel like I'm not getting the full truth here?" Francis asks.
"You are getting told the whole truth!" Packie yells.
"I've got him." Midnight says to Gionna before going and dragging Packie into the hallway.
"Is the yelling stressing Gionna out?" Packie asks.
"Yeah, she's showing the beginning signs of a migraine." Midnight says.
"Aw, fuck." Packie mutters.
A few weeks later…
Midnight walked upstairs into Gionna's room one Saturday morning to see Gionna getting frustrated that her shirts and jeans were no longer fitting like they used to and saw the tiny baby bump Gionna had.
"Now most of my clothes aren't fitting." Gionna says.
"You're nearly out of the first trimester, that'll happen… come on, I know what'll help you feel better." Midnight says before Gionna grabbed her purse and the two left.
Half hour later, Gionna's P.O.V
"See, that fits much better." Midnight says after I walk out of the dressing room, wearing a flowy willow cold shoulder top and black shorts a few sizes too big… she's right, it fits a lot better and I also see some maternity clothes Midnight's picked out for me as well as white onesies and pretty much everything else a child needs… I haven't been thinking too far ahead lately, I'm glad to have a friend like Midnight.
After thanking her, I change back into my clothes, pay for the clothes we picked out and we leave. Once I'm back in the roomier clothes, I pull my socks and motorcycle boots back on.
It helped… but it doesn't take away that Billy was a selfish bastard a few weeks ago. Dominic should still be alive… damn it Billy, why can't you control your fucking temper?!
Back at the house, Midnight slammed on the brakes and I protectively wrapped my arms around my stomach.
"Sorry…" Midnight says, me seeing why she slammed on the brakes.
Outside the home I grew up in and home my baby will first live in was the Banshee that belonged to the man stood near the driver's door… Vincenzo.
"Gionna, I've been looking all over town for you." Vincenzo says enthusiastically as Midnight and I get out of the car and grab the shopping bags.
"These are a bit heavy, you shouldn't be lifting them. As for you-" Midnight says, turning from me to Vincenzo after carefully taking the bags from my hands. "-she's been damn upset so I've been trying to cheer her up, take her mind off things." She says before we walk into the house, me and Mom hugging.
"He keeps asking why you're not as involved in the business lately, I keep saying that you need more time to be a kid… but I think he's getting suspicious." Mom says after she and I let go.
Billy already went off… I don't need Vincenzo going crazy too.
Vincenzo's P.O.V
Something's off… and I mean seriously off with that damn girl!
And right now, I have to tell Salvatore again that Gionna isn't leaping at opportunities to make money or get into gunfights.
Stopping outside Salvatore's house, I shut the car off and get out… immediately, I can hear Mickey and Joey talking.
"We need to get Toni out of hiding, get him back here… I'm telling you, it all lines up. Gionna's emotions all over the place, her behaving like she is…" Mickey says in a hushed tone.
"You think she's pregnant?" Joey asks quietly… but not quiet enough.
The shopping bags being too heavy… that wasn't comfort shopping, Gionna's getting ready for her and Dominic's kid!
That… ah, fucking hell!
No… NO WAY IN HELL! She's not fucking keeping it! Not if I have anything to say about it!
Running back outside and jumping into the Banshee, I start the engine and speed off.
That bitch is fucking dead!