Keith's POV:
I stared at Jolene in disbelief and saw her grin and nod her head happily. Then she held out the pregnancy test and it said positive. I groaned and looked at kylie, who's eyes wavered with unshed tears.
"It's not mine." I said and leaned down to kiss Kylie's forehead.
"Of course it is silly. Who else would be the dad?" Jolene said and I wanted to strangle her.
"We're in a hospital. We're getting a paternity test." I said and grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the room, not looking back as I heard Kylie sob. So much for being a good boyfriend. I keep breaking her heart.
"But I swear it's yours, Keith. Why don't you believe me?" She begged as I pulled her to the front desk and requested a paternity test. The nurse nodded instantly, knowing exactly who I was and got us right in.
The doctors took a sample from the baby then from me and promised to be back in a little while with the results as our test was out top priority. I sat away from Jolene and tapped my foot impatiently, wanting so bad just to get back to Kylie. But I had to know if I was the father of Jolene's baby or not.
When the doctor returned he just handed me a piece of paper and left.
"So? What does it say? That I was right?" She asked and bounced around the room as I read the paper and finally found the result.
I was not the father.
But Michael was.
Kylie's POV:
I stared at the door and sobbed silently. Every time I wanted to tell him exactly how I feel, something happens and I can't. This makes me feel even worse than I already did. My hip was burning where the gunshot was and I wanted more pain killers to go away. But I closed my eyes and listened until the door opened and heard my dad sigh.
"She's asleep again." Michael whispered and I evened out my breathing and listened to their conversation. "Do you really think Keith is the father of jolenes baby?"
"Honestly no." My dad said then I felt him take my tiny hand in his huge one and he kissed my knuckles. "She's a lying cunt and I so badly want to kill her."
"Then why don't you? She's hurt Kylie." Michael said and I heard the squeak of the chairs as my brother and dad sat down near me. They both took a hand and just stayed in silence for a few.
"She's pregnant. I won't hurt a pregnant woman." My dad said with a loud sigh.
"Good point." Michael said as the door opened and I knew who it was by the smell of Phoenix axe.
"She's sleeping again." Keith said in a hushed tone and I wanted to open my eyes and talk to him, but forced myself to relax.
"Yes, no thanks to you." Michael said and I heard him stand up. "Do you just love hurting my sister? All you've done is break her heart! And now you knocked up Jolene?! No wonder my sister was unconscious for 3 weeks!"
"I'm not the father." Keith said then I heard the ruffling noise of a paper being unfolded. "But you are, Michael."
"What?!" I yelled and sat up. When all three guys turned their gazes on me I blushed and shrank back into the bed, covering my face with the blanket.
"How long have you been awake?" My dad asked as he came back to my side.
"Um. The whole time?" I asked and smiled shyly at him.
"Why didn't you say anything?" He asked and stared into my eyes.
"Because I needed time to think." I said and played with the edge of the blanket. "You don't realize what I saw when I was unconscious." My eyes widened when i realized what I said and I clapped my hand over my mouth.
"What did you see?" Michael asked as he came over and stared at me, but I focused on Keith across the room.
"I saw drake. And my daughter." I whispered and heard the men gasp.
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Rescued by a Gang Member
RomansaThis is for 18+. Adult language and situations. Sexual situations and violence. Read at your own discretion. Copyright 2015 Kylie micheals wishes she was a normal girl, but being raised by a mother who was a drug addict and prostitute was hard. Bei...