dad.”
“Shit, I don’t know that any kid is better off with that. Especially if it’s a boy, they need guidance. If it’s a girl, you’ll be teaching her that dudes bail. That’s going to lead to a lifetime worth of sorrows there.”
Damned if I do and I’m damned if I don’t.
“You got a kid coming now, man. You need to get your head straight, whatever that entails.”
“What you think I need to see a head shrinker?” I ask.
“I think you need something more than that bottle. Cause come morning, your issues will still be there.”
My vision hazes around the edge and I laugh. “Shadow the Sage.”
“I ain’t saying I’m wise about a lot of shit. But I know how to be a good dad.”
“Dad, where’s Mom?” Bolt yells.
“She’s staying over at your aunt Ruthie’s tonight. What’s up?”
“Need some paperwork signed for school.”
“I got it. Give me a minute, Skull is here for the night. Probably going to be puking his guts up come morning, so I’d get that shower in tonight, if I was you.”
“Fucking awesome, Dad,” Bolt calls back.
I laugh at their banter. Yeah, Shadow knew a lot about being a good father. What he didn’t know was how deep my demons ran and what a motherfucker’s fear could be. I polish off the rest of the bottle, and let the liquor wash away my worries.
Chapter Three
Ruthie
I nibble on Graham crackers to settle my stomach and burrow deeper into the couch. A can of sprite rests on the colorful round coaster on the end table beside my couch.
“How are you feeling?” Blue asks.
“Like I’m preggers.”
Blue snickers. “Good, because you are.”
“Thanks for taking care of the food from last night by the way.”
“I noticed it was gone when I got back. I left it there as insurance policy. I thought you were going to bail on me.”
“Can’t say the thought didn’t cross my mind. I held my breath and ran it to the garbage can when he got here.”
“What happened in the bathroom before I arrived last night?”
I place a hand on my flat stomach. “I don’t think he wants the baby.”
“Did he say that?”
“Not in so many words.”
“Give me details. You’re highly emotional right now,” Blue says.
“He looked over at the sink and said ‘no’. It wasn’t what he said. It was the look on his face and the anguish in his voice. I never imagined I’d find myself here. What the hell am I going to do? God, my mother is going to have a victory party. This is the ultimate proof that all my rebellious ways would lead me to ruin. Even though she’s divorced, she’s so traditional. It’s why Rochelle is the favorite. She married Tim out of college and had a baby not long after.”
“And she comes over here every chance she gets. I can’t see that she’s the real winner out of the two of you.”
“Yes, but she didn’t have to do this alone,” I whisper biting the inside of my cheek.
“And neither will you. As much as you helped me with Bolton, you know I’m here when you need me as well as the rest of KOC. This baby is part of the Kings of Chaos. We take care of our own. Skull is shell shocked right now, but he’s a good guy who cares an awful lot about you. He’ll get his shit together. In the meantime, you won’t want for anything.”
“But I’ll still be alone. I wanted traditional. At least my own version of it.”
“Then fight for it.”
“How?”
“By not putting up a wall and shutting him out. This is new to him. Give him time to digest it. Allow him to be around for the big things. I’m talking ultrasounds, cravings, and the sickness. Make him work for it. Don’t roll over. I know that’s what you’re afraid of. Losing yourself and being what you perceive to be weak. Don’t do that. You can’t block him out either, because you’ll regret that too. I know you, Ruthie. You are in deep with him, baby aside. I think he’s your one. He’s damaged, like most of our boys. They live a rough life, see things most