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Again we go around the table and everyone agrees to kick them the fuck out. My dad has Knuckles go get my mom and Kimber to fill them in on what’s about to happen while leaving the Prospects with Oaklynn in the common room until we’re done in church. While I want to be one of the guys watching my mom and Kimber, I should probably get Oaklynn comfortable in a room here so she can get the rest the doctors are saying she needs to have over the next several days.

The vote goes to get rid of the two skanks and I can’t wait to see their reactions to the news. Instead of bringing them in church, we decide to let them know what’s about to happen to them when we let them out of the rooms they’re locked in. While I want to be there for the show, there are more important things going on that I need to focus on. Oaklynn isn’t happy and she needs to remain calm and as stress free as possible. Knowing these two skanks won’t be here will hopefully help with that. Whatever she needs, I’ll do my best to be there for her moving forward. As long as I can keep my head out of my ass and not push her away because this is the shit I never wanted in my life.

Chapter Six

Oaklynn

SITTING AT THE clubhouse, I look around the backyard as everyone stands or sits in groups. Today is the club’s annual Fourth of July party and Melissa begged me to show up to hang out with Homicide, her, and the twins for the day. It’s not like I haven’t been staying at the clubhouse for the last week since those two assholes attacked me in the bathroom. Thankfully, today is the first day I’ve been able to get out of bed without having a headache from the second my eyes open. It’s a relief and I’ve been waiting for this day to come. Even knowing those two girls aren’t here hasn’t been enough to give me joy. Omen isn’t happy with me, but I got my way thanks to Rooster and Marie.

The day of the attack, the guys had church once I got discharged from the hospital. They made the decision to let Marie and Kimber beat the fuck out of the girls before they got kicked out of the clubhouse for good. They won’t be allowed back and none of the club’s businesses will help them either. I’m glad they won’t be around the clubhouse since Omen and I have so much to figure out as we move forward. While I wasn’t able to go to the room with the women while they beat the hell out of my attackers, the two were paraded in front of me after Marie and Kimber were done. I laughed out loud and earned glares from them. Both girls were bruised on every inch of skin they had visible while several cuts and blood covered their bodies. Their clothing was ripped and Rooster yelled that they weren’t allowed to take any of their belongings with them when they left. Darian screamed and hollered about how unfair it was they were taking my side over theirs while Meisha cried like a baby as she was led from the clubhouse. I didn’t lose my smile for a second until I was taken to bed by Omen so I could get more rest.

Omen has only left my side when he’s had to go to work each day. I don’t know what’s changed with him, but he’s been up my ass and doesn’t let me do much of anything. He’s been getting me food, drinks, making sure I have things to do while he’s gone each day, and everything else he can think of. He rarely says a word to me and we don’t talk about the baby at all. He’s only asked me how I’m feeling each day to make sure I don’t need to go to the hospital or the obstetrician.

Marie has also been spending time each day with me. She’s chosen not to go into work to stay home with me. No one wants me alone and the only one I haven’t seen is Melissa. She calls me every single day, but is on a tight deadline with her next book so she can’t get too far from her computer. Plus, with her pregnancy, she’s sick as hell and doesn’t leave the house very much. I can’t really blame her. I didn’t really suffer from morning sickness, but I witnessed Melissa’s when she was pregnant with the twins. It was horrible and I felt so bad for her. To know she’s going through the same thing again breaks my heart because nothing helps her. She’s tried every tip and trick known and just ends up getting sicker.

Jace is also spending time with me when he’s not working. Omen can’t stand him being with me, but I don’t really care right now. We aren’t together and he’s given me no indication that he wants to change our status. So, until something changes between us, Omen is going to have to deal with the fact that Jace is one of my best friends. With everything we went through years ago with Melissa, we got close and have been that way ever since. I don’t see Jace as anything more than a friend, almost like the brother I never had if I’m being honest. Every single time Omen sees us together, I watch as anger fills his eyes and his entire body goes tight with tension. The first few days he said something to me until I started yelling at him and then gave him the silent treatment. He doesn’t like either of those things happening so now he doesn’t say anything about the two of us spending time together. It’s kind of funny to watch him bite his tongue and walk away when Jace is sitting with me. Jace loves it too and tries to flaunt us spending time together to Omen. He’s an asshole sometimes.

Yesterday was the first time I’ve been alone with no one other than the Prospects to hang out with me. Well, they don’t really hang out with me because Omen has threatened them. They make sure I have what I need during the day but maintain a distance from me. Once the guys, Marie, and Kimber get back to the clubhouse from their day at work, the Prospects leave me alone unless someone specifically tells them to get me something to eat or drink. Now, I’m sitting with Melissa, Marie, and Kimber behind the clubhouse as everyone hangs out and has a great day.

I watch the twins run around the yard while everyone watches them. They’re having the best time laughing and dodging the guys as they try to tickle them and capture the kids. Zeke and Delilah are causing all kinds of chaos as they race through the yard and they love it. Especially when Brock, Brick and Kimber’s son, joins them. Brock is just a little bit older than the twins but he loves hanging out with them. Already we’ve seen signs of him protecting Delilah just as the guys protect the women of the club. Zeke is doing the same thing as he watches all of us and Brock. The kid is a damn sponge and soaks up information just like his dad. Homicide always watches his kids with a soft smile on his face and pride when they learn to do something new. He’s a great dad and I can’t be happier for my best friend considering this is the life she’s always wanted to live. Melissa got her happily ever after but I don’t believe it’s in the cards for me. Omen will never step up to be a dad to our child or give me anything more than the night I spent in his bed with him.

“Are you okay, Oaklynn?” Melissa asks me, making me give her my attention instead of watching the kids.

“I’m as okay as I can be. Just got a lot on my mind right now,” I answer her honestly.

If there’s anyone here who will know when I’m not telling the full truth, it would be Melissa. She knows me better than anyone else and will rat me out the first chance she gets. Especially if she thinks something is wrong from the attack and I’m not opening my mouth about it to anyone around me.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” she questions me, her voice going softer so no one else overhears our conversation as I look to see Marie and Kimber talking amongst themselves.

“That I’m happy for you. You’ve got the happily ever after you deserve. I knew from the second you and Zeke started hanging out that you’d end up loving one another for the rest of your lives. Now, I’m pregnant and gonna be a mom, but I won’t get the happily ever after like you. Omen won’t step up to be a dad or have anything to do with me. Hell, he can barely talk to me other than to make sure I’m okay and don’t need to be taken back to the hospital or doctor,” I tell her honestly as Marie and Kimber look over at me and listen to our conversation.

“You don’t know that. Omen’s known for like a week that he’s gonna be a dad after spending one night with you. He’s confused as hell and doesn’t know what the hell to do with everything he feels. He’s talked to Homicide about the situation and still doesn’t know what to do,” my best friend informs me as I realize I haven’t been paying attention to the man I’ve wanted for months.

“I’m the one he should be talking to, Melissa. This situation involves the two of us. Yeah, I’m happy he’s talked to Homicide about it. However, it does nothing to make me feel any less confused about the shit between the two of us. I’m the one left waiting in the wings with no insight into what’s going on in his head. He has a picture of the baby from the last ultrasound. I know this because I counted the pictures when I was handed them and one is missing from the end. I’ve known from day one that he doesn’t want an ol’ lady or kids. I’m not asking him to make me his ol’ lady. All I’m asking for is to know what he’s gonna do when the baby comes. I don’t even have anything for him or her at this point and I’m running out of time,” I state, my voice breaking with emotion as tears fill my eyes. “Fucking hormones.”

Yes, I’m trying to play off how upset I am about this situation. I’m hurting and no one needs to know about the extent of my feelings. I’ve had to sit in the clubhouse for the last week and watch as women throw themselves at Omen and he does nothing to turn their attention away. He hasn’t taken them to his room while I’m watching, but I know him well enough to understand he’s not going without sex. The man is insatiable and hasn’t ever gone without sex since he started having it when he was a teenager. I’ve heard more than enough stories from Jace and Homicide to know how much of a manwhore Omen is.

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