That thought brings elation to my worries, I’m going to make sure she knows to always speak her mind and stand up for herself.
She’s already a little tornado, but I will make sure she’s a hurricane when I’m done teaching her all the ways to defend herself. My girl will never be left wide-open for someone to take advantage of her.
Aurora
Armed with shocking news from the doctor, I try calling Harlow to check on how things are going with her and the kids; but get no answer. Mobile phones are relatively new, and we don’t always get the best reception, so I decide to stop by and see if she needs any relief.
Once I pull up to Harlow and Bane's house, I realize that her car is gone. There’s no way she would’ve attempted to take all the kids somewhere in her tiny vehicle. So, I call Rogue to see what he knows about this. After no answer from him either, I call Bane, same thing. What the hell are these damn phones good for if they’re not gonna answer? As I begin to toss my phone back into my purse, I notice that I have a voicemail. How did I not notice this before? Oh, please don’t tell me this pregnancy brain is already kicking in.
“Hey, beautiful. I know you’re out shopping, but I wanted to let you know that when you get done we’re all gonna be at the clubhouse. Just head on up here. I’ve got Harmony. We’re all here, waiting for you. Miss and love you, Rora. Can’t wait to see you.”
He sounds more relaxed and in such a better mood than earlier. And I can’t wait to give him the best news when I arrive. Putting my car into reverse, I back out of the driveway and cautiously proceed to my man and daughter. I take another mental note of Marx parked down the street. Apparently, he’s been placed as my personal spy for the day, as I like to joke. Focusing back on the road, I place my hand over my belly, as I speak to mine and Rogue’s little miracle, “Your daddy and big sister are gonna be so happy when they find out about you. We haven’t even met you yet, but just know that you are already so loved and wanted.”
Rogue
The kids are sitting in lawn chairs, poles baited, and in the water as Bane and I pop open a cold one and enjoy the view. The sun is just beginning to set and most of the old ladies have already arrived, except Aurora.
“You didn’t hear a word I just said, did you?” Bane takes a swig of his beer as he steals my attention away from my last thought. “What’s that puzzling look on your face about?”
“Aurora.” I dig into the front and back pocket of my jeans, and lastly, the pockets inside of my cut, only to realize I must’ve left my damn mobile phone inside the clubhouse. “Figured she would be here by now and I don’t have my phone on me.”
“Marx has detail duty on her today, right? Here, let me call him. They might already be here. Hell, she’s probably in the clubhouse gossiping with all of the other women.” He pulls out his mobile phone and I anxiously watch and wait for an answer. It feels like an eternity that it’s ringing and fucking Marx isn’t picking up. I’ll have his ass scrubbing toilets with his own toothbrush for this shit. “Huh?” Bane looks at his phone puzzled as he tries again, but this isn’t gonna work for me.
Turning my back, I hastily begin to make long strides toward the clubhouse before the loud and alarming sound of rapid gunfire has me turning around to grab my baby girl. Racing toward her, I scoop her into my arms and lay on the ground, shielding her little body with mine. “Everybody get down! Now!” Harmony’s cries and screams underneath me can be felt as she wiggles out of fear attempting to go somewhere, anywhere away from here. The endless assault on my clubhouse and family that resides inside seems to go on for an eternity and as this club's president I am helpless. “Bane!” I holler out as I glance up and see him lying protectively over the other two boys. I watch him speak something to them and as he cautiously raises his body up, they scoot theirs backward, down further into the bank of