Hellbound MC - When Broken Hearts Collide

13. Alexis

** Two months later **

Hey hun, I'm leaving in five if you wanted a ride home, Kelly our receptionist called out to me.

In the couple months I'd been working at Black Soul Ink, her and I had become super close. She was more like Charlie than I, with her over the top outgoing personality, gorgeous looks, and model figure. Hearing footsteps, I looked up to find her standing in my doorway leaning against the frame and studying her nails.

Hey Kells, just gimme a minute to pack my shit up and ill be right out, I said, stacking together the papers I'd been working on my desk and sliding them into my work bag. Usually I don't take work home with me, but this was a big piece and I wanted to get it perfect before sending it to the client for a final ok. The appointment was last thing Friday so I was running out of time to get it done which was making me nervous.

Standing, and grabbing my bag, I turned to follow Kelly out.
Reckon we can hit the drive thru on the way home? I've got a massive craving for...
A strawberry thickshake. She completed the sentence knowing what I was about to say.
Shit girl, whats that, like 5 days in a row. Now I no them shakes ain't that good. You sure you good? She raised her eyebrows, giving me a look that said she knew me better than I knew myself.

I'm fine Kells. I just need the sugar hit, wanna get my sketch finished up and send it over to his highness for his approval so I can have my shit together for Friday. The piece was for a new customer, some badass biker guy whose last tattooist got shot or some shit. Apparently he's anal as fuck about who inks him, so he got in touch with a few places with what he wanted done, got some sketches drawn up and low and behold he chose mine. We'd been going back and forwards by text for the past couple weeks and after a few tiny adjustments tonight I was sure he'd give it the final ok.

Balancing my bag, keys, and extra large strawberry thickshake, I maneuvered my way up the stairs, and into our apartment. Calling out to Charlie, I was greeted with silence and assumed she'd be working late tonight.

Settling onto the small desk in the corner of my room, I put on my headphones, connected to my phone and put my favorite playlist on.
Pulling out my sketch and pencils, I worked on the couple details I wasn't totally happy with while some good old Korn blasted my eardrums.

About an hour later I was pretty sure I was satisfied with my work, so I snapped a quick photo and sent it to the client.

📨 Alexis
Please find attached the final copy of your back piece. Note ive made the adjustments you requested in our last exchange, get back to me asap if its a go and ill proceed with the next step.

Leaning back in my chair, slurping on the last of my rather warm shake, I waited for a reply. It only took minutes.

📨 Reaper
Yep. See you Friday

Geez, blunt much. Hope the guys not a total douche, his inks gunna take hours and I dunno how long I'd be able to tolerate it if he is.
I breathed a sigh of relief, glad to have the piece finally finished. Exiting the text conversation, I pushed play on my music again and closed my eyes as System of a Down filled my senses.

Banana, terra cotta, terra cotta pie... I sung at the top of my lungs, dancing around my room and then flopping back onto my bed just as the song finished.

The silence between songs made it evident I wasn't alone anymore, and I sat up to find Charlie bent over in hysterics in the door way.

Shut up bitch, I snapped playfully as I removed my headphones. Whatdya want? After taking a minute to compose herself again and wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes she finally spoke.

Damn woman teach me your moves she joked, almost setting herself off again. Then her eyes darted around my tiny room until they rested on the now empty thickshake cup on my desk.

ALEXIS!!!!

I know, I know. But I looooovvvve them, I said batting my eyelashes at her and grinning.

She responded by throwing a brown paper bag at me.

What's this?

Kelly texted me. She worried about you. Wanted you to have those, she replied motioning to the bag sitting infront of me.

Tilting the bag upside down, several pregnancy tests fell onto my bed, and my eyes went wide.

Wait... What! She thinks I'm fucking pregnant. Not possible. I haven't since... and even then we used...

My words trailed off as I allowed myself to think back to my night with Dominic. We were definitely careful the first time. But in the shower? I know for a fact we didn't use a condom.

My face paled, and Charlie sat down on the bed next to me, putting her arms around me and resting her head on my shoulder.

Just take them. You might be fine babe. Kells is just worried about you and so am I. We both agreed your symptoms are all a little too convenient so its just piece of mind. No matter what happens, you'll have the both of us.

Charlie loved Kelly as much as I did, and one night after a heavy cocktail session, I'd slipped up and spilled the tea on my steamy night with Dom. Of course Charlie already knew, all the details I was comfortable sharing anyway. And both of them had been proud of me for 'letting my inner hoe shine'. I'd become a lot more confident in myself after that night, Charlie said it was like having the old me back.

Snapping myself out of my thoughts, I picked up the tests, all five of them, and headed to the bathroom with Charlie hot on my tail. She followed me straight into the bathroom, living together for over 10 years had made us super comfortable with each other and to be honest I didn't want to do this alone.

Ripping the first box open, I grabbed the small cup provided, pulled down my shorts and panties and sat down on the toilet, envisioning flowing rivers and waterfalls in the hopes of getting my bladder flowing, while Char sat reading the instructions for each test.

Once the cup was full and I'd cleaned up, I sat it down on the counter.

I'll do them, if that's cool. After all this reading I'm practically a pro, she said and I laughed. I watched as she dipped the first couple of strips into the water and laid them out on paper towels. The last three involved using an eye dropped to drop the urine onto the stick.

I'm like a fucking sexy scientist, she exclaimed as she worked, making me burst out laughing.

Yeh, that pees making me sooo hot for you, I giggled and she looked at me, wiggling her eyebrows seductively.

Five minutes of waiting felt like five years. But when the timer went off I couldn't bring myself to look.

You do it... I whispered to Char, fear evident on my face. She looked at me, gave me a quick squeeze and then returned to the bathroom to find out my fate.

She was in there for a lifetime, and when she walked out her face was as pale as mine felt, and I knew instantly.

Holy shit Alexis... your pregnant.