The Biker Bad Boy (Editing)

Part 6

"What the fuck," Johnny said wiping the blood off his lip, I guess I slapped him way to hard his tooth cut his lip. Oh well not my problem.

He looked me up and down with a confused expression on his face. Then he looked into my eyes, piercing into my soul with them. He could see it all written within me, all my hate, anger, frustration, fear, he could see it all.

"Your pregnant? You sure it's my baby? I'm sure you fucked more that just me recently," then I knew, I knew that this was not who I wanted as my babies father, or at least have him be in my life romantically.

"Let's take this outside you lowlife asshole. I'm going to beat your ass senseless. I swear you bring out the worst in me and I don't even know you," I fumed. If looks could kill than the heated look I had on my face would have had him lying dead in a pool of his own blood.

"Fine," was all he said and he put his arm around me and led me to the entrance of Soul's. Once were standing out in the corner of the patio he was the first one to talk since I was still pissed off.

"Get on with it then Avery," he whispered rolling his eyes at me. Oh this God forsaken man!

"I'm four weeks to the day Johnny, here look," I pulled the plastic bag with the tests out of my purse and handed it to him. I sighed.

"Look I took four tests and all of them came out positive. As for the "is the baby mine' remark, yes it is your baby. The last time I had sex was 6 months ago. You're the first person I've had sex with since then. This is the only one night stand I've ever had," I stated folding my arms across my stomach. He looked at the bag that held the tests in his hands and his face fell.

"Fuck. Look I'm sorry toots this shits happened to me once before. This girl that I was with told me I was going to be a dad. Then when the kid popped out, well let's just say the kid was not mine. To be honest I kind of expected it from her she was one of the club's whores she was passed around the whole club, but she just wanted me out of the rest of them, so she said it was mine. The baby is one of the prospects but he doesn't know. The only ones that know are the club and that bitch," he explained.

"Listen just come with me to the doctor's appointment that I have to set up, we can do a D.N.A. test or whatever if you want to. If you feel like you don't want to be around then that's fine. It would be nice if you wanted to be involved in our babies life but I'm not going to force you to be. You can make your decision when the time comes just don't go changing your mind at the last minute cause you can't handle this life," I stated.

"What about us what do we do about that?" He asked me.

I looked him straight in his hypnotic gray eyes and said,"there is no us. Give me your number so I can tell you when the appointment is and you can either meet me at my apartment and ride with me or, you can meet me at the doctor's office either way works," he just looked at me and nodded.

"Give me your phone, I'll put in my number, you can call or text, whatever, or whenever you want about my baby," he whispered. I grabbed my phone from my purse and handed it to him. He quickly typed his name and number into my contacts then handed it back to me.

"Do you want to head back inside now that we talked this all out," I asked. He handed the tests back to me and I placed them back in my purse.

"Go ahead and head back inside, I need a few minutes to process all this," I gave him a half smile and headed back inside. I had to tell Lily what had happened. Once I reached my bar stool Lily turned around and smiled brightly at me.

"Spill them beans," I sighed and looked at her sitting down on the stool. Her face fell as she waited for me to say something.

"Well I don't know whether I should be happy or if I should cry. I told him and you saw how he acted in here with me. Well he asks me if it's his and basically calls me a slut. Then I plead my case and then he tells me a sob story and then apologizes to me. Then I got his number, and then he said if you need anything for my baby don't hesitate to text or call me. I don't know if I should hate him or be happy he wants to be there. Ugh I feel so conflicted, and hungry," I said as my stomach growled.