Heavenly Virtues

Part 55

As Ashley slammed on the breaks outside of the quaint little house, the three piled out of the van, stumbling inside and leaving a blood trail behind them. "Keep tha fuckin' pressure on it Murph!" Connor yelled as he sat Murphy down on a chair in the dining room. As soon as Murphy's ass hit the seat Connor turned around, getting in roccos face. "Who was he Roc. I know ye know!" Connor screamed. "I don't fuckin know!" The two were at eachothers throats with such rage that Ashley almost didn't hear Murphy.

"Love. Love, get the iron." Her brows furrowed as she shook her head "what?!" "Tha iron, in the duffle from Roc's." He said faintly, obviously drained from the blood loss. "Turn on tha stove, let it sit. We gotta cauterize tha bullet wounds." As if on autopilot she obeyed, finding Roccos duffle jn his room and making her way back to the kitchen with the iron.

The clicking of stove broke Ashley from the blur of her thoughts. "AND WHAT WAS THAT?" Connor's voice boomed in the small kitchen. Ashley hadn't realized he was talking to her until he stepped towards her. "Ye jus' jump out tha van?! Did ya see the bloke wit the gun? The one firin' at us lass?!" Ashley furrowed her eyebrows. "I‐ I had to help, that's why I was there. You guys gave me a gun in‐ incase–."

"We didn't think ye would use it lass! Fuck sakes. What were ya thinkin? Puttin yerself in danger like that?! The baby." She had never seem this level of rage from Connor. She could see the vein in his forehead pop out as he screamed at her. "Con! Calm down, she's okay. We're okay, let's jus–" Murphy tried from his seat, Connor retaliating with no remorse. "No Murph! She didn't want this babe. This was her out! Wasn't it lass?!" Connor turned to her again.

Ashley felt like her stomach had just dropped out of her. "What?" She asked weakly. "Ya never wanted the babe lass. We all know it and this was yer way of gettin out if it right? So we wouldn't blame ye?!" Tears welled up in Ashley's eyes. She didn't think, only running on rage and hurt. She felt the sting on her palm as she smacked him across his face. After everything how could he accuse her of this? "I was only trying to protect you. I– I can't loose you!" She yelled the last part, trying to sound strong as she felt her voice breaking.

"Nah. Ye can't be here anymore lass." Connor stated like she hadnt just hit him, like a switch had flipped, he was calm. "Pack yer shit." "WHAT?!?" Ashley and Murphy said it unison. "Ye don't care about us, about our family lass. And I'm not gonna sit here while you let our babe die. It won't be on our hands." His voice was dripping with malice. The look in his eyes was dead and cold towards her. And it left her confused and heartbroken. "I was just–"

"Pack yer shit lass. Roc will take ya." Connor turned away from her, like he had the final say here and Ashley felt her own rage bubble. "HOW DARE YOU!" She screamed as she pushed him forward. In a flash he had turned around and grabbed her upper arms, pinning her to the wall of the kitchen. "How dare ye Ashley. How dare ye make us take ya today! Make us put ye in harms way. Put our wee babe in harms way?! I can't do this wit ya anymore, I don't want this!"

"Whoa, whoa, hey!" Rocco stepped up beside them putting his arm between the two "Connor, what the fuck man." Connor huffed as he let go of her, Ashley now feeling just how tight he had grabbed her. She watched him walk away from her before Rocco stepped in front of her, blocking her view. "You okay hun?" He asked with worry in his eyes, rubbing his hands over the spots where Connor had grabbed her. "I-I‐"

"Roc, let's go, let's get yer finger done wit so ye can take er back ta Doc's." Ashley felt the hot tears run down her face as she looked at him over Rocco's shoulder. She glanced over at Murphy who seemed just as confused, but didn't have the strength, the blood loss showing in his paled skin. She messily wiped her tears away and gathered herself after a couple sniffles. "Okay." She said weakly, making Rocco look at her with huge eyes.