Guns & Roses

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

“Jason? Do you want to have kids one day?” I asked as we laid in bed. We were suppose to be watching The Notebook but we both decided that we've seen it enough.

He shook his head and said, “No.”

I tilted my head to the side looking at him. “Why? Don't you want to have a family one day?” I asked drawing circles on his bare chest. He shrugged nonchalantly. “But why?” I continued.

He ignored me and just buried his face in my hair, it was one of his favorite things to do. There was a knock on our bedroom door and Jason let out a groan of frustration. “What?” Jason groaned lifting his head to look at the door.

“Zeke and Katy are here.” Chaz's voice called through the door. We both groaned rolling out of bed and walking downstairs. Ever since the whole deal with the North Side Gang, the East and West Side gang are in an alliance. Zeke has made it his mission to stop by every living moment and it's rather annoying not to have a moment to yourself.

“Katy, want to go upstairs and have girl talk?” I asked giving her a huge smile. She nodded and followed me upstairs to the sitting room. I closed the door behind us and turned to her with a serious expression. “Do you have the stuff?” I asked.

She nodded and pulled the box of pregnancy test out of her purse. I took the box and walked into the bathroom connected to the sitting room. I took the test and walked out, Katy and I talked for the twenty minutes it took for the results. I took a deep breath and walked into the bathroom, I picked up the test and immediately dropped. No. Jason doesn't want kids, he doesn't want kids. I can't be pregnant.

Katy knocked on the door and called my name softly. “Zales, is everything okay?” She asked and I gripped the bathroom sink, tears slipped down my cheeks. How is Jason going to react? He's going to be so upset. What if he makes me get rid of the baby? I won't, I'll keep the baby even if that means losing Jason no matter how much it hurts. I unlocked the bathroom door and Katy stepped in hugging me.

“I'm pregnant Katy, and Jason doesn't want kids. He doesn't want a family.” I sobbed into Katy's arms.

“Shh Zales, don't cry. Jason loves you and he's going to love this baby no matter how much he says he doesn't want kids.” She cooed petting my hair. “Now go down there and tell him.” She said ushering me out the bathroom.

I wiped the tears away and walked down the stairs going into the living room. “Babe, can I talk to you upstairs for a moment?” I asked shifting my weight from my right leg to my left. He gave me a concerned look before following me upstairs to our bedroom.

“What's wrong kitten?” Jason asked pulling me into his arms.

I looked at him before saying, “Jason. I'm pregnant.” My heart pounded in my chest as I waited for Jason to yell, to cheer, to do something but he did nothing but walk away. I followed behind him and stood on the front watching as he got in his car driving away.

Jason's POV

I stood in the firing range of the warehouse and held the gun pointed at the target. Azalea's pregnant. I'm going to be a father. I don't want to be a father, I can't be a father. I don't know how. I'll just screw up like my father did. My heart pounded in my chest and my head whirled. What the fuck? I can't be a father, that means slowing my life down and I can't slow my life down.

I let out a loud sigh and sat the gun down. I looked to my left and Azalea stood awkwardly to the side, with a sad expression on her face. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her. “Jason, I don't care what you say I'm keeping the baby.” She said and my mouth flew open. She thought I would tell her to abort the baby? I would never do that. Well maybe I would to some whore but Azalea isn't a whore, she's the love of my life.

I put my problems and fears aside and said, “We're going to raise this baby together.” She let out a squeal of excitement and I chuckled to myself. Being a father isn't going to be that bad.

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2 Years Later

I held Azalea's hand and she held Mason in her arms. “Jason? What are we doing here?” Azalea asked looking at me.

I smirked and said, “We're leaving the gang life. Welcome to your new home, kitten.” She widened her eyes and rushed to hug me.

“Jason, we're really leaving the gang life? We can live a quiet like now?” She asked and I nodded. She pressed her lips against mine and we moved our lips in sync. We're going to be the perfect family, me, Azalea, and our amazing son Jason Mason McCann.