Ace: The Brimstone Kings MC (19 page)

Once the bed is taken out of the room, I order a new, which I’m hoping will be delivered, later this afternoon.

After Ace leaves, I turn to my sister. I wonder what the hell just happened between her and Viper for her to have tears in her eyes, threating to fall.

Tammy sits down on the couch, eyeing it and then the chair beside it. It’s pretty easy to make my choice. There’s no way in hell I’m going to be sitting on that couch until it’s cleaned.  I can imagine all the nasty things there were doing on there.

My stomach starts to turn uneasy and I run out of the room, heading down the hall to the bathroom. I close the bathroom door and lean over the toilet, just as I start puking my guts out. Once I’m finished dry heaving, I flush the toilet. I walk over to the sink, washing my hands and then my face. What the hell was that? I just got sick out of the blue. That’s weird.

I head back out to the living room, but Tammy isn’t there. I peek down the hall and see her bedroom door shut. It opens and she steps into the hall with something in her hands.

She hands it to me and I look down in my hands. I see it’s a pregnancy test and my eyes widen as I look up at Tammy.

“What the hell is this?” I hiss out, trying to hand it back to her, but she doesn’t take it from my hands.

She frowns. “Well I hope you know what it is. You need to take one. I saw you run to the bathroom to puke your brains out, and I noticed that your boxes of tampons in the bathroom aren’t even opened yet. Alison you’re late.”

Holy shit.
I run to my bedroom checking my calendar, looking at the dates. Crap, I’m a week late.  Dread feels me completely as I sit on the bed, staring at the test in hand.

“Take the test, Alison. It’s the only way to know for sure,” she whispers as she puts her arms around me. I nod my head because there is no way I can talk right now. I’m in shock of the idea of just being pregnant. So many things run through my mind. Ace…
oh no!

I head to the bathroom and place the box down on the counter, which contains the power to change everything in my life. As I finish peeing on the damn stick, I think, wait why in the hell would Tammy have a test in her room?

I shrug my shoulders and reach for the box, looking at the back to see how long I have to wait for the results.
Wait three minutes for result
. Dear God, this is going to be the longest three minutes of my life. 

I hear Tammy pacing outside the door. She lightly knocks on the door.

“Alison, can I come in?” Her voice is muffled from behind the door. I try to speak, but it comes out low. I clear my throat.

“Come in.”

She opens the door and she comes in, sitting on the edge of the tub. We don’t say anything till my timer on my phone goes off indicating times up.

I freeze, not able to move. Tammy sees my hesitation. She moves forward and grabs the test looking down, frowning.

“Ummm…Alison, nothing changed. The test must be faulty,” she says as I look up confused. What is she saying? Am I pregnant or not?

“Shit, Alison that was my last test I had. Viper and I had a close call a while back when we started fooling around, so I got a box with two tests.” She throws the test into the garbage.

“We’ll have to get you another test when we go for lunch,” she says before she exits the bathroom.

My head is spinning. I need to go to the pharmacy to get another test. I’m worried that someone who knows me or Ace sees me.
Shit!
I take a shower trying to calm my nerves. I get ready to go for lunch with Tammy.

As Tammy pulls the car up to the pharmacy, she shuts off the engine. I look up at the building. I see the big sign reading ‘Baytown Pharmacy’. I sigh as I open the door.

Tammy gets out of the car to follow me, but I raise my hand, stopping her. I shake my head. I need to do this myself. She can’t hold my hand forever.

As I stand in the aisle where the condoms and pregnancy tests are, I grab a test and look at the package. It's surreal standing here, looking at the different brands of tests, wondering which one is better.

Someone clears their throat. Startled I drop the test. Spinning around, I come face to face with the pharmacist, who is a woman thank God. I don’t think I would be able to talk to a man about this. I’m not trying to sound sexist or anything, but I’m more comfortable talking about this with a woman.

I pick up the test up off the floor. “Can I help you, Miss?” she asks in a sympathetic voice. She must know I don’t know what to do at this point or which test to buy, especially with me being so young. I’m not sure what I’m going to say to Ace. Will he get mad and leave? Just the thought, of me doing all this on my own, it scares me. 

“Ummm…yes please,” I squeak out. “I’m not sure which test I should buy,” I add as I wave to the selection of tests sitting on the shelves.

She walks around me with a knowing smile and she grabs a test, handing it to me.

“Here, this one is highly efficient,” she says as she hands me the box. I look down at it. One test included. I thank her for her help and grab two tests, just to make sure that if one ends up faulty like the one at the house; at least I have a backup. Just as I start walking toward the counter in front to pay the woman speaks up.

“I know you’re young and scared, but it’s not the end of the world. If you ever need to talk, I’m here.”

Just hearing her say that gives me hope that maybe it’s not the end of my life. But then Ace flashes before my eyes and the dread feeling hits my stomach full on.  I smile at her, thanking her again. I return walking towards the front of the store, keeping my head down as I make my way to pay. The girl at the cash gasps. 

I look up to see it’s the girl that was with Porsche at the club  the other night.
Shit.
I think Tammy mentioned her name was Destiny before. I throw the money on the counter, not bothering with the change. I grab the tests making a break for the door.

Tammy is still standing where she was when I left to head into the store. She notices I’m flustered as I’m breathing heavy from running out of the store. She raises a questioning brow.

“There was a girl at the cash. She was working with Porsche at the club the other night, and I just wanted to get out of there as fast as I could. Guarantee Porsche will know now,” I shoot out as I throw the tests in my purse.

We walk to the little café around the corner from the pharmacy and we take a seat outside. It’s too nice out to be cooped inside. The huge umbrella over the table will help with the sun.

A waiter comes out holding menus, handing us each one, he pulls out his pad and pen, looking at both of us. “Would you like something to drink to start off?”  We both order an ice tea.

When he comes back with our drinks, I down the ice tea like there is no tomorrow. I need to have a full bladder so I can piss on that damn stick that will determine my faith.

After ordering our food, I order another ice tea. My bladder starts to tingle. I excuse myself from the table and take my purse, heading inside the café, straight for the washrooms.

I make it to the stall just in time. I pee on both sticks and place them on the back of the toilet. I step out and wash my hands, pacing back and forth as I wait for the results.

I’m afraid to look. I close my eyes as I take a deep breath. I open them as I lean over towards the tests. My eyes widen as I look down at it and my breath hitches.
Positive. Shit!
My eyes begin to water. I’m going to be a mom. Dear God, please don’t let Ace leave me.

I open the door and exit the washroom. Someone clears their throat as I walk out with my head down. I look up at the person and jump back a few steps. Shit, it’s Mark. 

“Well, it’s nice seeing you again Alison.” The way my name sounds coming off his lips gives me the chills. What is he doing here at a café shop? Is he following me now?

I stand straighter. “Well I wish I could say the same about you, but that would be a lie,” I sneer as I try to go around. He grabs my arm as I bypass him, pulling my back flush to his front.

“You need to get rid of Ace. He’s no good for you. He will leave you as soon as he finds out you’re pregnant,” he hisses in my ear as his grip tightens on my arms.

I freeze. How in the hell does he know I’m pregnant when I just found out for sure myself?

“How do you know I’m pregnant?” I whisper.

“Mark, let me go.”  As my voice becomes erratic, I’m being held in place, not able to move an inch without Marks grip tightening around my arms.

“Don’t worry, baby. I won’t hurt you. I love you,” he whispers into my ear as he kisses my neck. I try to wiggle free from his hold but it’s no use.

“What the fuck is going on?” Tammy shouts as she walks up to us. I look up wide-eyed, begging for her to help me out of this. She narrows her eyes on Mark and his hands holding me in place.

“Get your fucking hands off my sister and leave her the fuck alone, asshole.” She grabs Marks hands, pushing him off of me, then she takes my hand and we start walking away from him.

As we get back to our table, my appetite has vanished. I can’t eat. My stomach isn’t allowing me to indulge.
How in the hell does Mark know I’m pregnant?

I send a quick text to Ace to see what he’s up to, but I don’t get any reply back until a few minutes later.

Ace- : Come over. There’s something I need
to show you. 

I need to talk to him. He needs to know I’m pregnant, even if he wants nothing to do with me afterwards.

Alison- :
I will be there in ten minutes.  W
e need to talk.

We pull up to the clubhouse. It's mid-afternoon now. The sun is slowly descending in the sky above. I’m a nervous wreck. Tammy tagged along. She didn’t want me to be here alone in case something happens. She said she will wait outside, because she doesn’t want to see Viper.

She and Viper aren’t together anymore. He walked away from her, not wanting to work on whatever happened between them. That fills me with worry, telling Ace about the baby. Will I have the same fate as my sister? I’m praying everything works out, because I don’t know if I can do this all on my own.

I know Tammy will be there for me, no matter what, but the baby needs their father. I shake the bad thoughts away and march up the steps to the clubhouse. I swing the front door open. There’s women of course everywhere giving lap dances, and god knows what else to the men in the main hall. I look around to see if I can see Ace, but there’s no sign of him.

Where the hell is he?
I walk toward the hall where the bedrooms are and my gut tells me something is wrong.

I check in the room we were in the night before but it’s empty. I frown as I walk down the hall toward his bedroom. As I stand in front of his door, I don’t hear anything on the other side.

I take a deep breath and grab the handle, twisting it. It’s not locked. Weird considering he always locks his door. I push the door open and nothing could prepare me for what I’m about to see.

Ace is lying in bed with Porsche wrapped around him, sleeping.
What the fuck?
My eyes start to burn and my hand goes right to my stomach. I feel sick knowing everything he has told me was a lie. What pisses me off most is that Mark was right about him. He would get bored of me, and it seems like he already has.