Homicide // A.I.

Chapter 33

This morning I woke up feeling sick. I had to get up multiple times because I kept throwing up and it was disgusting. This has been happening to me for the couple of days and it's annoying. I guess I was coming down with something, I'm not entirely sure.

We have been doing a couple kills this week; it's the busiest we've been in a while. I'm not complaining though. The other day I had to lure a man into our headquarters and kill him, which that was not fun at all because he kept touching me. Ashton saw everything the guy did and took his anger out on him. At first it was just a little fist fighting with the man, if you could call it that, then Ashton would get mad and just shank the guy. I felt bad but then again I can't be the one to talk when women do that to Ashton and I get just as furious as he does. I guess that was our bond.

Kaila has been doing great at her job and she was greatly experienced with this stuff. I have never seen a newbie take down and kill a person before like that so I knew she was good for this job. I was glad that I offered her the job when I did because look at us; we are busier than usual. If Ashton and I died, her and Calum would have to take over because they are legit our best people.

Alex has been lacking support and she keeps on focusing on Niall and her and it's getting me extremely angry than I already am. I want to slap some sense into her and get her back to her normal self. I need to have a serious talk with her and if she still continues this I have no choice but to kick her out. I run a very serious business here and no one will ruin it over some stupid love bullshit.

Tomorrow I was going to get a few pregnancy tests and hop that I'm not pregnant because it's not a good time to have a baby in the house. A baby could totally ruin this whole business and I'm not ready for that. I want to get out of this business but I'm not ready to have a child yet. Whatever happens, happens. I can't predict nor change what happens in the future but all I can do is hop for the best possibilities. 

"Bell we have to go!" Ash yells from downstairs. We were currently going to go eat dinner with my family next door.

"I'm coming!" I yell as I put on my other earring.

I run down the steps in my black heels and make it to Ashton. I nod and we head out. We decide to walk since it is legit next door and we don't want to waste gas on any of the cars. After that 17 minute walk we come to view with my parents' house. I knock on the door and wait for someone to answer.

We get inside and I start to greet my family while Ashton talks to my dad about business things. My dad didn't know about our business but he knew that Ashton did something with business. I see my mom and instantly hug her. I missed her so much even if she lived next door; I hardly get to see her. I bought this place for her and my dad so that they can be closer to me just in case anything happens. My parents mean a lot to me since my real parents walked out on me.

They mean so much to me that I would take a bullet for them. I could never and would never want to lose them.

We all sat down and enjoyed my mom's wonderful prepared meal and I honestly missed her cooking because I wasn't quite the cook myself, yet I found myself making dinner for our friends at the house. I really do miss my mom's cooking though because my cooking eventually gets old.

After dinner and talking to my parents, Ash and I went home. I realized it was like 10 at night but maybe I could run to the overnight drug store and buy pregnancy tests. I put on some sweatpants and an oversized sweater with some flip flops. I didn't care how awful and ridiculous I looked because all I was doing was buying stuff and that was all. I got in one of our trucks and drove to the drug store, parking in the space I accidently hit someone's cart. I ran out the car and helped them lift up the cart.

"Oh my god I am beyond sorry," I scream in shock.

"It's fine darling," the man says.

He lifts up his face and I realize who he is, he is Ash's dad. My expression probably looked terrifying but I was terrified. The last time I saw him, he was hitting on me and Alex. He looked up and smiled at me, this wasn't a nice gesture it was more of an evil smile. He definitely had something planned and I wasn't going to deal with it, not when I might or might not be pregnant.

"Well hello darling where is Ashton?" He asks.

"He is at home, why do you care anyway?" I spit.

"Feisty, you do seem like my son's wife with that kind of mouth." He says reaching for a piece of my hair but I pull away.

"Get away from me," I glare.

"Whatever I will be visiting soon honey," he gives me a smirk and walks away with his cart. 

I stand in the parking lot before going in and buying 4 pregnancy tests. Once I got home I locked myself in the bathroom and waited for the pregnancy test to be finished. I tap my fingers anxiously on the bathroom sink and check the time on my phone every minute. This feeling was like the feeling I felt like the feeling you get on the first day of school. I constantly tapped my hands in a rhythmic beat I looked at the time once more and I realized it's time to check. I close my eyes and pick one up before taking a peek.

1st one: positive

2nd one: positive

3rd one: negative

4th one: positive

I went with my inner guy and realized I'm going to be a mother of a child. I begin to cry happy and fearful tears. I was happy because I always dreamed of having a child, fearful because of the baby's future and what Ashton would think.

I send Ashton a message telling him to come upstairs quickly. I heard footsteps down the hall getting heavier and faster by the second. There was a knock on the door and I knew it was time to confess what just happened and what we will have in the near future. I swing the door and open and I am viewed with a very nervous Ashton. Lips in a frown and his worry lines showing on his forehead.

"What happened," he questioned rather quickly.

"Ashton," I start, "I'm pregnant."

He stares at me in the same expression as before. I didn't know if it was a sign of worry or anger. I was beyond scared of what he would say or think. This baby was not planned but I wasn't going to let it go. If I had enough responsibility to open my legs in the sheets then I can take care of an unexpected child. I grabbed Ashton's hand and pulled him to show him the pregnancy tests. His mouth went from a frown to an instant smile. He turned and looked at me before embracing me in a familiar hug I haven't felt since our middle school years.

"We're going to be great parents," is all he said before hugging me again.

Suddenly the doorbell rang and we pulled away from our embrace. It was odd because no one usually rings the doorbell anymore; they just simply knock and walk in. I gave Ashton one last hug before I disposed the pregnancy test and walked downstairs. Ashton following right behind my footsteps. He stopped me before I opened the door; he gave me look that said wait. He looked through peephole then looked back at me; fear was all I could see in his eyes.

I opened the door rather quickly and there stood the man. The one man that made our lives hell while we went on our trip, the man that laughed at our wedding, the man that said he would tear us apart, the man that said he would be visiting soon. The man that had all the power in the world just by the words that came out of his mouth.

"Dad," Was all Ashton could say.

The man's lips formed into a smirk before he walked in the house. He took off his jacket and just threw it on the floor before plopping onto the black leather sofa and stared into our eyes.

"Are you just going stand there and look at me like I'm a ghost or are you going to make me feel welcomed. I mean I am a guest," he said and smirked.