Adopted by a Gang Leader

Fifteen

5 weeks later

"Stop right there young lady," Maverick says. I freeze my hand rested in the door nob. Let me explain how I got into this situation

An hour and a half earlier

I've been kinda sick so I decide to take a pregnancy test. When Elijah and I had unprotected sex after I got shot which is healing beautiful and shouldn't be to much of a scar.

I set the text on the counter washing my hands and starting a timer. Am I ready to be a mom. It's probably gonna be negative anyway.

If it's positive how am I gonna tell Elijah. What if he leaves me or worse we stay together and I get bigger and he doesn't find me attractive and he cheats on me.

The timer goes off. I look at the test tears immediately falling from my eyes. "Fuck," I whisper over and over.

I sit on my bed thing what can I do. Abortion no adoption no. Run away yes not the best option. I highly doubt Elijah is ready for a baby

I grab my duffel bag packing clothes in it pacing around the room collecting things I need. I wore a small note leaving it on the bed.

I change to leggings and a hoodie. I grab my shoes and bag tippy towing down the stairs one of my hands on my stomach.

I reach for the doorknob. "Stop right there young lady," Maverick says. I freeze my hand on the door knob.

I slowly turn around facing maverick. I smile innocently. "Not working," he says. He sits down on the couch motioning for me go sit down.

"Your not running till you give me a good reason," he says. I sit down setting my bag next to me. I rest my feet against the coffee table. My hands wrapped around my stomach.

"You want some coffee," he asks. "No thank you," I say quietly. He starts laughing. I look at him confused.

"Your pregnant," he says. "What," I ask. "Your protecting your stomach Nichole did that every time she was pregnant when she was stressed or scared. You just refused coffee," he says.

I roll my eyes. "So your running because," he asks. I sigh looking at him. "Elijahs only eighteen whose to say he even wants kids much less now," I say.

"Elijahs not stupid he knew what could happen," he says. "I don't want to force a baby he doesn't want on him," I say.

"Everything your saying is true but Callie he deserves to know," he says. "I know," I say rubbing my face.

"How did you even know I was awake " I ask. "You were pacing I'm a light sleeper," he says.

I sigh. "You know you can't train right," he asks. I nod. "Even if Elijah leaves you you can't leave you have a family who is gonna stand behind you and help you," he says.

I nod. "Now go back upstairs and get some sleep we can talk more in the morning," he says. I nod going upstairs. I put my bag in the closet not unpacking it yet I'm too tired. I limb into bed nuzzling under the covers.

What if I have another miscarriage. I don't want to lose my baby.

Next day

I sit up rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I get up taking a extra long shower. I brush my hair putting on some jeans and a big shirt.

I go downstairs. The smell of pancakes makes my stomach turn. I enter the kitchen getting some water.

And now I'm gonna throw up. I dash up the stairs to my bathroom.

Elijahs POV

Maverick glares at me. What did I do. "What," I ask. "Follow her," he says. He fucking scares me. "Grace went with her," I say. He glares even more.