His Innocent Little Doll 'The Aftermath'

Chapter Thirty Six 'Jokers Birthday'

A/n
I got the inspiration for this chapter from a conversation I had with Leaneapea123 a few days ago. Thanks for bringing it to my attention ☺️💕
These next two chapters will be quite playful ones! I thought I'd be nice to you guys before it all kicks off and you hate me 😋😈

Ember's POV
'GET OUTTTTT!!!!!'
Rising up in bed with a small yelp I clutched my heart as Mr J's screams echoed around the house. This was not a nice way to wake and to be honest, I think I may of wet myself. Pulling back the covers, I began my inspection.
Nope I was good, no pee here!
Now I could hear him throwing and breaking things from the office. Someone must have really pushed his little buttons today.
Deciding to be somewhat brave I slipped out of bed and moved towards the door, opening it slowly and quietly just in case I was greeted with a blood bath.

There just opposite my bedroom sat a curled up Harley leaned into the wall.

'Harley' I whispered approaching her carefully.
Kneeling down in front of her shaking form I noticed she had her arms covering her face defensively. I could tell she had taken a serious beating from the amount of blood caked on her porcelain skin.
'Oh Harley! What happened?' I cooed pulling her hands away to see what the damage was.
Her left eye was swollen shut, her nose and bottom lip busted. Luckily the bleeding was starting to slow down so I took that as a sign of no permanent damage.
'I just wanted to make it special!' She cried out before scrambling away from me and sprinting into her bedroom.
'Make what special!' I frowned to myself.
What the hell was going on!
I couldn't ask Harley because she had just ran and Mr J was still throwing a tantrum.
Annoyed was not the word for what I was feeling. Seriously those two will be the death of me!

Deciding I couldn't get any answers up here I headed down the stairs. Maybe the goons will know what's going on.
I felt extreme happiness roll through me as I saw all my parcels were laid by the entrance. This pregnancy was becoming too real and I just wanted my peanut here now.
Hearing laughter come from the lounge I skipped in, feeling relieved as I spotted Frost amongst the other men.
'Frosty! Can I have a word?' I called out.
I knew I could get answers from him. I mean he's Mr J's right hand man and 'best friend'.
Nodding his head, he followed me back out.
'What's up kid?' He smiled.
'What the hell is going on! Mr J's throwing one of his little tantrums and Harley's been roughed up' I exclaimed pointing upstairs dramatically.
'Every damn year!' He sighed.
'Why is no one making sense?! Hello come back, I'm lostttttt' I frowned.
'It's the boss's birthday! Every year Harley tries to celebrate and every year he beats her for it' he explained.
'It's his birthday!' I whispered as I looked up at him in shock.
'Correct kid!'
'Doesn't he like his birthday Frost?' I tilted my head in confusion.
'No! He's never celebrated it in all the years I've known him. The boss just doesn't have a care for it and since he doesn't age because of the chemicals, he doesn't see the point in remembering the day he was born' Frost said like it was the most normal thing ever.
'Wait the chemicals stop us from aging?!'
Well damn just sprinkle some glitter on me and call me Edward Cullen.....
'Yes! I thought you knew' he frowned.
'No sorry! I didn't realise this was twilight Frosty. Anyway it's his birthday, he has to celebrate' I exclaimed.
'He won't' Frost sighed.
'I'm going to talk to him!' I announced turning back to the stairs.
'Are you asking for a death wish?!' He shouted from behind me.
'No Frosty just a birthday one!' I smirked sending him a wink making him groan and storm of.