Pregnant with the Bad Boy - Second Book

Chapter 15

My back was killing me, Travis had moved the bed inside the bigger bedroom, which was a spare mattress that I had to sleep on, and he had taken pity on me lending me a blanket and pillow when I was too tired to care, spending the first day alone in my new place that nobody was allowed into from my family, nobody.

“Oh…. s**t….” My legs were stiff, same as my back when I got up slowly, wanting to just die when the pain was coming in small thrusts, making any sane person surrender, and I wasn’t even that!

My phone was going off when I was hungry; I was and realizing I had nothing; I hadn’t eaten in almost two days, and now, when I was finally here, not being upset, I felt it, the intense ache that was making me feel even worse for not doing what I was supposed to do. Eat.

“s**t…” I was up now, clambering onto the wall, feeling my knees wanting to give up; I still couldn’t believe just how freaking big I was for just one baby; that was insane! My palms were already sweating from getting up from the floor; I couldn’t wait to not be pregnant anymore; it sucked!

The loud knock on the door made me whine more, knowing that it was probably my landlord, seeing that I slept longer than I thought; it was almost afternoon, and I had no idea how I even had been able to catch any sleep on this mattress was a miracle…

“Hold on….” I was still trying to wake up, rubbing my eyes slowly; the pain made it harder for me to move. I hated every second of this, sleeping alone on a mattress and just wanting to give up; I really did, and I wasn’t hiding it. It was hard.

“Hey, wow… you look…. Tired…” Travis wasn’t even hiding that he thought I looked awful, standing in clothes that were on my third day, and my hair was everywhere; yeah, tired was a word for it.

“Look who talking….” I was grumpy, and he did look exhausted too, like he hadn’t been sleeping anything when I was already getting my shoes, cursing when my feet were swollen; I should have been smart and just kept them on; I didn’t even have a chair to sit down to put them on.

“Ahh yeah, I don’t sleep that much, not when duty calls me….” he smirked at my scoff, so he was funny too? Great.

“Let me help you…” I backed away the second he offered to get down and put my shoes on, sneakers that hurt my feet, but who cared? Everything was hurting, and my body felt like a steel pipe with a huge balloon attached.

“No!” I didn’t mean to almost yell it, but I didn’t want him closer; it's not that he didn’t seem friendly or whatever; he just… was a stranger, and I didn’t trust them, not since…. That happened…. f**k…. I whined more when I pushed my feet inside the sneakers, not caring that I was ruining them with my bare heels; that didn’t matter; nothing did.

Travis didn’t come closer, and he didn’t push to help out more, to my relief. Finally, a guy understood when I said no and didn’t care as long as they were happy.

“Hold up, did you forget something?” Travis had lost whatever charm he had in his eyes, and his smile was down when I looked more confused; what??

“I’m not going anywhere just because you have a pretty face; I want my money first.” He sounded more serious when I gulped; yeah, right! I felt so stupid when he told me that he wanted to get paid; of course, that made sense.

“Just…. Wait…” I said it back, tired, wanting to just get my stuff when I returned with my hands full of cash to his face dropping like he hadn’t expected me to just cough them up so fast. To my annoyance, I could pay!

“Wow, you sure want to pay that much; I mean, are we moving a full house or what?” He scratched his head underneath the cap, making me more annoyed; what did that even mean??

“It's too much, really…” he took a few bills when I still couldn’t believe he just did that; he could have just taken it all and didn’t. Wow.

Travis was a good guy; oh please, I was really hoping for that and not just another asshole that wanted to use me and then throw me away, but then again, that was my usual type.

“Okay… just… let's go...” I was the first to get out when he took the keys and locked them before giving them back to me, making me feel even more stupid. What the hell was going on inside my brain? I couldn’t even lock the freaking door??

He had a pickup truck, to my snort. Of course, look at him, being all hillbilly like the rest of us; he would fit in just fine in this town, unlike me… I shook the self-pity taking a step inside the truck, refusing any help from the guy that just smiled seeing me close the door in his face, walking around and getting inside, making me close my eyes for a few seconds, being pushed back again, and for a few seconds, I was back inside Dylan’s truck, watching him smoke with the windows roll down in the setting sun, damn.

“You okay?” I opened my eyes again, nodding and wiping away the tears I could not stop; I was okay. What other choice did I have?

“Yes, I’m okay…. Just here… I was taking my phone and putting in the address when the GPS started to speak, not wanting to say more than I needed when my back was still killing me, and I was hungry.

“Alright….” Travis didn’t say more, and I was grateful that he was respecting the don’t ask rule we had established; even if I bet that he was curious why I was crying in his truck, I know I would have been.

The homestead was rising up in the distance when I felt sick, wanting to throw up from the pain gripping me harder, worse than my back even would; I hate this house with all my might, more than I ever could describe!

“Oh, thank god….” I was sighing, seeing no cars on the oversized driveway and making Travis give me a strange look again, but I didn’t care; he was just here to help me carry and nothing more.

“Not to be that guy, but you moved from this to my place….” He chuckled like it was funny seeing the big home that was beautiful and still so f*****g broken if you looked closer, same as the people living here.

“Travis, let's just get the things I want…” I was already opening the door and going out when he shrugged like that wasn’t his problem; well, he was right about that part; it wasn’t.

“Okay, so what are we taking?” he was going after me when I was cursing under my breath, feeling the heat beating down on me again, my shoes slipping under my feet for every step; I was going to kill myself before even making the first step inside!

“The crib upstairs, my bed, and just clothes….” I wasn’t going to take anything more; not one thing mom bought was getting inside my home; I hated pink anyway.

“Okay… he was getting up the stairs faster when I sighed, not wanting to go upstairs at all; my body ached from walking in the heat, and it just hurt!

“Okay, so crib down….” I watched in amazement how he already was coming down with the white crib that Dad had bought for me, what seemed to be…. forever ago….

I started to walk upstairs, cursing again, finally making it upstairs and walking inside the room where I was slightly mad. Was it always this small?? I was doing a turnaround and hating it even more for every second, just how much time I had spent here, crying my eyes out over the guys in my life, both letting me down in different ways; it just wasn’t fair.

Lilly kicked again when I returned to reality, not knowing if I had been standing in my room for thirty seconds or thirty minutes; time was…. strange sometimes…… I started to pack down my stuff, just tossing it in whatever I could find, ignoring the pink stuff that mom had bought for Lilly; she had her own baby she could give that too; I was getting my green, blue, and yellow, and screw anyone that said it wasn’t girl colors, I liked them!

“You need help?” I looked up, seeing Travis again, just watching like he was already done when I smiled back; he sure was nice; I just hoped that he didn’t expect more than money; I was so not getting in another relationship with anyone, no matter how nice they were.

“Sure, you can take that bag...” I pointed to my clothes, which I couldn’t wear right now, being pregnant… but one could hope… he nodded. I sighed, just taking the hangers in one go and not caring how nice it was all hung up; it didn’t matter in the end. I just wanted to get out of this place before anyone from my family returned.

“Hey, why are you so nice anyway?” I was looking at him from nowhere like I didn’t believe that someone could be like him, nice and now wanting anything back; guys weren’t like that, not around here anyway…. He stopped picking up the bags I had filled up and smiled like he wasn’t going to tell me, making me smirk back; so, he was keeping his secrets, then?

“That’s a question….” He started to laugh when I smirked more; I guess it was… but could he blame me? I was sick of anyone acting friendly to get what they wanted, not that I was any better. I wasn’t, and I had no illusion about it… just…. Why?

Travis was already down the stairs when I heard the car coming down the dirt road, making me look up from the last clothes that were mine and Lilly's mixed, cursing right out, seeing that it was mom’s car; what the hell!? She was supposed to be at church by now, or at least she had done a drive to the liquor store for her self-pity binge now when Dad was gone.

“f**k!” I was taking the last bag, taking God that I was done, and my room was cleaned out from the stuff I wanted along and leaving the rest behind; screw moms’ pink bedspread and her curtains; they sucked!

I was down when Mom's voice was angry and accusing; she probably believed that Travis was a burglar, coming here to take her stupid things that I didn’t care for!

“I’m calling the police; you stay where you are!” I was growling at her voice, panicking when I got outside. I saw Travis standing on the porch, hands up like he was trying to calm down my mom, who looked like she was one second from going haywire, seeing the strange man on her house’s stairs.

“Mom, it's me.” I said it darker, just wanting her to move out of our way and let me disappear, she told me I don’t come back, and I wasn’t I just needed my s**t!

“Jennifer!?” she looked at me like she didn’t believe it was me to my anger, what?? Was she going to call the f*****g police on me, too? Was that it??

“What are you doing??” she was dropping her phone now when she wasn’t scared anymore like seeing me made her scowl more than being scared that a man was robbing her home in broad daylight!

“Leaving and taking my s**t!” I still growled it, showing Travis that I was leaving and that he should follow me if he wanted to live. Staring to walk past the smaller blonde woman that didn’t understand anything, I knew it; she looked so damn lost, and I hated every second of her acting like she was innocent, but she wasn’t!

“Wait, where are you going? Don’t tell me that you have another boy so soon??” she was nodding to Travis, that stopped, raising his eyebrows to my embarrassment. Was she seriously asking me if Travis was my boyfriend? I left yesterday?? Or no, she threw me out alone!

“You know what, yes! Yes, that is my new boyfriend, and we are getting f*****g married as soon as my divorce is final!” I didn’t care that Travis was probably getting inside his truck and taking off when I was screaming at my unsuspecting mother, still not understanding that I was leaving home and not coming back!

“Oh god, what the hell did I do wrong, Jennifer!?” she was complaining to the sky like I really was serious when I didn’t want to hear it, nope! I was not sticking around when she was just getting started, and I knew it. Her hair was in a perfect hairdo, and she had on a dress that I knew was one of her favorites to show off just how perfect she was, f**k her!

“Everything, now let me leave, and I will never show my face around your home ever again!” my voice was shaking, too mad to even get anything out but the shrieks she wasn’t listening to; why was I even bothering!? She could keep Mandy and her precious boyfriend along with her new baby!

“Oh yeah, say that when Lilly is born, and you can’t take care of her!” she was screaming back when I was climbing inside the truck, not even giving the man, that was a stranger, a look, getting my seatbelt on and closing the doors fast, my body tense and the pain in my back was hurting me for every second!

“What are you waiting on, an invitation?? Drive!” my voice was still dark when Travis wasn’t doing anything, just staring at me like he had just realized how much baggage I had and how crazy I was because of everything!

“Nope, not doing that…. Look at her… that's your mom right there, and you should be nice to her…” he was still looking at Mom when I snorted; what? Nice?? I was f*****g nice not punching her in the face for kicking me out into the heat to die!

“She kicked me out; you don’t know s**t, Travis!” I was still angry when he sighed and started the car, wanting to make me stay and talk to the woman that was bawling her eyes out now; I wasn’t f*****g listening to that crap!

“I do know that she is crying, and you can make her feel better…” he still had the truck running when I snarled; what the hell was that supposed to mean, and why was he so damn interested in making peace between my mom and me suddenly??

“She deserves to cry; you don’t think I cried, Travis? Look at me! I’m pregnant and getting stuff from my mother; you know the stories, and don’t pretend you don’t!” I was opening the handle, hating myself that I was getting out again; Mom would just take another breath and scold me, telling me I was useless as a person and mother.

“Okay, Mom, whatever it is, just spit it out; what? I’m not going to make it on my own, that I’m f*****g crazy, and you are asking God what you did to deserve a child like me!?” I wasn’t holding back seeing her cry harder, almost like she hadn’t any defense left when I didn’t care, and I didn’t! My bottom lips started to shake when she looked at me like she was broken too, and I hated that it made me want to forgive her, but she had told me to never come back! She had no idea how that was hurting me so much!

“Ed left, you left, and… Amanda… she’s gone! Gone with that boy!” she was screaming it when my heart got cold; what?! My snake of a sister was gone, but she wasn’t eighteen, and she had school left; she wasn’t smart enough to have made it ahead of graduation, even I knew that!

“Mom, are you f*****g kidding me? Mandy is gone!?” I was growling more, hating my sister even more seeing Mom freaking out; she wasn’t that worried for me, but my stupid sister that had taken off with Liam, of course, they had just run away, that was what he told me that he was going to do. Still, he could have waited and not done this!

“She is gone, took my gold necklaces and savings, f**k….” I wasn’t sure what to say seeing my mother on her knees now in the dirt, looking like she had given up; I didn’t know what to do; Mandy was out there, and she was so stupid! She was seventeen and thought she knew everything, and she didn’t!

“Okay…. Does Dad know?” I was trying to stay calm; she had run before, back when we were kids, and always been a spitfire when it came to the world; she hated Perryville more than me, but she didn’t want to leave that far; she even said so when Grant had told her about Paris!

“Why?? Why would I tell him anything!? He doesn’t give a s**t about you girls; he never had! Only that f*****g son he got with that w***e….” Mom was still crying to my growing frustration; we needed to find that snake fast before she did something stupid!

“He cares! He just can’t stand being married to you!” I was getting my phone out, already calling Dad, when Mom looked up like she didn’t just hear me say that when I frowned back; well, I did, and she was going to f*****g listen to it after what she told me!

“Did he say that to you when you told him to leave me!?” Mom was still crying but getting up; she had hate in her eyes when I didn’t care anymore; let her hate me; I hated her too!

“No, but I know he did; you are a f*****g b***h that can’t stand that he wasn’t happy, he loved you, and you smothered it with… well, everything….” My jaws were cleansed tighter to her gasps hearing my bite back; she wasn’t getting spared; nobody was!

“Are you saying it's all my fault!? Don’t you f*****g dare say that…” I turned around, hearing Dad on the other side, he sounded like he didn’t want to answer, and I didn’t care, having Mom still sneering behind me like she wasn’t ready to let me go from arguing.

“Tell him that he can go to hell, f**k him!” she was still screaming in the background when I sighed and covered my ear, was she drunk or what!? Wasn’t she supposed to be pregnant!?

“Mandy has taken off with Liam; if you care about what happens to her, you get your ass back here and help!” I hung up, not caring what Dad was saying on the other side, he heard me, and now it was his choice if he wanted to help us.

“Oh god…. Why?!” Mom was still complaining when the truck had stopped a long time ago, and to my surprise, Travis was helping Mom back inside the house, crying again like her life was over; it wasn’t! We just needed to find that brat that didn’t know her own good if it was spitting her in the face!

My phone went off again when I picked up and heard Dad's voice again; this time, he was pissed off.

“Call the police, and Linda is trying to reach Liam; we are f*****g not letting her ruin her life!” I snorted, just like I had done. Was that what he said to me, getting knocked up by a hot liar? Yeah… I guess that was to ruin your life… f**k…

“Already ahead of you….” I wasn’t going to let that snake go, she was going to stay here and graduate, and when I saw Liam, he was dead for convincing her to leave.

“s**t….” I hung up with Dad again, looking at the truck with my stuff; I was cursed and knew it. I was never going to get away from this house.