7 months later
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!! What do we do" Michael yelled as he ran around the room grabbing clothes out of the closet and throwing them into a suitcase.
I stood there holding my stomach while standing in the middle of puddle because my water had just broke. "Michael please we don't need anything we just need to call Bowie" I said trying to walk but Michael ran over to me and stopped me.
"Stop what if you slip?"
"Michael call Bowie I will be fine" I said moving him to the side and taking a seat on the couch. I could feel a light cramping in my stomach and I knew the contractions were going to start.
"Guys I called him, he said come over right away and don't bring any weapons." Johnny said bursting into the room. He came over to me and kneeled next to me, he took my hand into his and reassured me that everything was going to be ok.
Michael walked up to me holding a long dress and sat next to me. "Arms up" he said as he pulled the my current dress off of me.
"Geez guys, really?" Johnny said looking away. "I need her to hide something for me" he said pulling the dress over my head. Michael placed a gun holster on my thigh and placed his hand gun into it.
"He said no weapons" Johnny said trying to grab the gun. "He also said not to try anything funny yet here we are about to go to war" Michael said slapping Johnny's hand away.
Simon ran into the room with a smile on his face. "Eric said that everyone was set up it's good to go"
Michael nodded his head and helped me off the couch. It was a long drive to Bowie's Mansion.
30 minutes into the drive I started to breathe heavier. The contractions were getting closer together. I kept my eyes on the clock and started to count them. They were 5 minutes apart and each lasted about a minute, which felt like a life time.
I screamed my head off in the back of the car and Michael tried his best to calm me down. "Eric I suggest you step on it before this baby comes out" I screamed.
"Eric keep this car at a steady speed and that's an order" Michael yelled after me. I could feel the pain growing stronger and I couldn't help but snap
"Eric drive fucking faster or so help me I will take this gun and shoot you" I screamed while grabbing the neck of his shirt.
The car swerved and Michael pulled me back into the seat. "Are you trying to make him crash the car just calm down"
Johnny and Simon both looked at Michael as if they seen a ghost behind him.
"Calm down? CALM DOWN!? are you fucking kidding me? You try having contractions while a baby's head is trying to push out of a very tight hole!"
"Babygirl I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"
"Boss we're here" Eric yelled as a big Mansion started to appear in our view. "Ok it's war time, remember Madison has been moved to the top floor, you all remember the plan do not fuck up" Michael said before the car came to a halt.
One of Bowie's guards came and opened the door. The boys got out and immediately got pat down. Michael helped me out the car and the guard started to touch my waist.
"She's in fucking labor" Michael hissed. The guard stood back "follow me" he said as he brought us inside the gates and into a bunker that was in Bowie's back yard. It resembled a hurricane shelter from the 50s but more modern.
We went down some stone stairs and the boys held onto me making sure I didn't fall. When we arrived to the room there was a metal bed with a white mattress in the center and the walls were made out of steel.
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Owned 2 You {18+} Sequel Book
FanfictionStrong language, Dangerous situations, trigger warnings, sexual content {Mature Audience Only} The Sequel to "You Own Me" Highly recommend You read the first book to understand this book! "You're not getting away from me this time Cyd"