Adopted by a Gang Leader

Seventeen

"Is this okay," grace asks leaving her closet. I lied to her and told her we were going on a double date. We are but me and Elijahs are gonna dip as soon as we get there.

I nod getting up and putting on my hoodie. I walk down the stairs meeting Elijah. "What in the world," Rachel's nasty voice says from the door way.

Fucking wonderful. She was never told I was pregnant. She a judgmental bitch who won't be anywhere near my child.

"So what you just let your kids be whores," Rachel asks Nichole. "Listen here you fucking bitch my daughter isn't a whore you are. She didn't cheat on her husband and cause them to get divorced again. Talk about my kid," Nichole says.

That's right queen put that fake as bitch in her place. "Just wait till I tell Maverick want you said to me," she says.

"Tell him I don't give a fuck. What's he gonna do divorce me," Nichole jokes. "God I hope so," Rachel's say rolling her eyes.

Nichole charges at her. Maverick catches her. Nichole struggles against Mavericks grip glaring at her. Fuck if I wasn't pregnant man.

"Easy baby calm down," Maverick whispers. Nichole stops struggling still glaring at Rachel. Maverick turns walking up the stairs. "I'm gonna fucking kill you," Nichole yells flipping her off with both hands.

The door slams and Rachel looks at me. "Fuck you lookin at," I ask. She glares "Your lucky your pregnant."

"No bitch your lucky I'm pregnant," I say. "Are you ready to go," Grace asks coming down the stairs. I nod. We leave going to the mall. The plan I just set with Elijah is to eat together then dip and go home.

Nicholes POV

"I'm gonna fucking kill you," I yell at Rachel. Our bedroom door slams shut behind us and I'm thrown down on the bed.

"I told you I wasn't gonna say anything unless she attacked the kids and she did one of them at least," I say. He doesn't answer.

I look at him. "Why are you getting naked," I ask. "That was hot," he says tugging at my shorts.

Callies POV

We just left graces house and are headed back home. I enter the house shutting and locking the door behind me. I slide my shoes of leaving them by the door.

I turn around glancing into the living room. I half in my steps looking into the living room. "Who the fuck are you," I ask.

"Dawson who the fuck are you," he says. "Callie, why are you here," I ask. "Supposed to be meeting the girl taking over the gang," he says. "That's nice but it's almost midnight don't people your age go to bed early," I ask.

He smirks "it's nice to meet you finally." "You know nobody has told me about you," I say. "Ouch that hurts I'm Mavericks brother," he says.

I nod. How nice. "Cool so you just gonna be creppy and chill in her or," I ask. "Damn you really don't hold back so you," he asks more to himself than me.

"Dawson," Elijah says. "Elijah," Dawson says. "Oh I heard you made quit the impression on my mom," he says laughing.

"How did you," I ask. "Karen that our sister she's close with Nichole," he explains. I nod yawning. "Alright come on you guys can talk in the morning," Elijah says grabbing my hand.

"Night," Dawson says. "Night," I mumble following Elijah.  I take a quick shower climbing into bed with Elijah. Most positions are really uncomfortable now.

It's hard to get comfortable with a baby in you. Elijah lays his head on my chest rubbing my stomach. "Elijah can I ask you something," I ask.

"Yeah," he says looking at me. "Do you think when pregnant people have sec the guys dick touches the baby," I ask.

"No," he says chuckling "he is well protected in your cervix." "How do you know this," I ask. "Cause I fucking wanted to know too," he says.

I smile playing with his hair. He leans up pecking my lips. He smashes his lips back to mine kissing me. I kiss back.

I place my hands In his hair. He breaks away sitting up pulling at my shirt. I sit up letting him pull it off. He unbuckles my bra.

"Elijah," I whisper. "Yeah," he says kissing my neck. "I can't see to shave very well," I whisper. He looks up meeting my eyes. "And," he says.

"I was just saying," I say. "I don't give a fuck," he says sitting back and unbuttoning my jeans. He pull them off with my underwear. He stand up pulling his clothes off before climbing back on top of me.  He slams in fast and hard.

8 months and 2 weeks pregnant.

"Evan asked me to be his girlfriend," Gracie squeals. "That's good," I tell her braiding my hair. There's a sharp pain in my lower stomach.

I hate to see this but my kid is a dick. He licks kicking all the time and making me pee every five minutes.

"Did you just pee," Grace asks. "Nope I don't think so," I say holding my stomach. "Elijah," grace yells. "What," he asks.

"Your water broke," he asks walking to me. I nod. We go to the hospital and get in a room and an epidural.

My contractions are every two minutes or so now. Nichole and Maverick are in the waiting room with Anna and Ray.

"Okay miss Bell let's see how dilated you are," the doctor says. "Your fully dilated. Ready to have a baby," she asks.

I nod. "Okay push," she says. "Ahh," I whine pushing and squeezing Elijahs hand. "Breath," Elijah says. "I'm going to fucking murder you do you tell me to breath again," I yell pushing.

"Fair point," he whispers. "This is your fault," I whine. "Push Callie," the doctor says. "My fault it takes to to tango," he says.

"We are never tangoing again," I whine pushing. "Let's not make serious decisions right now," he says. I glare "I hate you."

"Okay heads out your doing good give me another push," she says. I push again squeezing Elijahs hand harder.

"Congratulations you have a healthy baby boy," the doctor says his cries filling the room. I sigh in relief tears escaping my eyes.

One of the nurses hand me my baby. I hold him gently scared to break him. Elijah kisses the side of my head rubbing his little arm with one of his fingers.

"Do you wanna hold him," I ask. He nods taking him.

Two hours later

We have decide to let people into cost but it's late so it's just maverick Nichole Ray and Anna.

Anna and Nichole are holding him and arguing about whose turn it is. "So what did you decide to name him," Ray asks.

"Matthew," Elijah says. "It my turn I want to hold him," Anna tells Nichole. She sighs handing her Matthew.

"Are you okay," Elijah asks rubbing my back. I nod not taking my eyes of Matthew.