daddy - j.m

4: Is This Yours?

Madison Lowe.

Jason called my name and right away, I could sense that something was wrong. I put the innocent face on, to cover the nervous breakdown I was having. I peaked out of the shower and felt the bathroom temperature leak into my steamy shower palace. "Is this yours?" He held up the very known pregnancy test and I realized that I just ruined my own life. I wanted to keep it a secret but put it where everyone could see it.

I couldn't look him in the eyes and say it. "Jason-" I was cut off by his hand grabbing my jaw, making me look into his eyes. "A simple yes or a simple no is enough. No other bullshit is needed." He was right, he really was. I just couldn't get myself to talk. "I'm taking that as a yes, correct me if I'm wrong, but you're pregnant?"

I still didn't speak. I had nothing to say. "Will you at least open that pretty mouth of yours and talk to me about this? It would make the situation less complicated than it already is." He smiled down at me, placing a kiss on my lips in the progress.I realized that he was pretty much undressed already so I wrapped my arms around his neck, making our bodies collide. "Join me, babe?" I whispered in his ear, earning a quick nod.

"And yes, I'm pregnant." I giggled to start the conversation, break the tension. The shower was dark but I could still tell how he showed his white teeth off by smiling, a big genuine smile. "Why didn't you tell me right away, baby?" He probably felt hurt, knowing that I wasn't going to tell him about his own child. "You were drinking with the boys and I didn't wanna say it, in case you would've gotten mad at me.." I trailed off, not really knowing what to do or say. "Are you.. scared of me?" I slightly nodded.

"Drunk or not, furious or not. I will not lay a hand on you." He spoke truthfully. "Never - kiss - in - kiss - a - kiss - gazillion - kiss - years"

Between every word he placed a kiss on my nose, I believed him and all of sudden, the fear I had for getting hurt was completely gone. He had my trust on this one.

"Do you think it's a boy or a girl?" Jason asked me and softly stroked his hand across my stomach, there was nothing to feel yet.

"I'm kinda hoping for a girl, we need more ladies in this house." Jason chuckled, obviously agreeing. "A daddie's girl." He filled in.

Just that small sentence made my heart flutter. He was so adorable.

"But a boy wouldn't be too bad, I could have someone to learn things, from my mistakes. I wouldn't want him to end up like me, I'll teach him right from wrong. I don't want another fucked up McCann, baby." He blew me away, was this the things that crossed his mind daily? "You're not fucked up." I blurted out. My comment only made him laugh.

"I have no parents, I kill people for a living and I also rob banks. Fellas my age have skills im maths or sports, I know bombs and guns. I am only 19 years old, Maddie. Tell me how that doesn't make me a fuck up."

I just kissed him because that's what he needed. A long, loving kiss. "I wouldn't make it a second in your life style, you're actually incredible. You are still here and going the right direction," I placed my hands on top of his, they were still on my stomach. "that's what matters, right?" I smiled. "You always know what to say, baby girl, how is that?"

"That's for me to know and for you to figure out yourself." I placed a finger on his chest, making him stamble back a bit. I took this as a chance to get out of the lovely shower, wrapping a towel around my body.

I couldn't help but to smile. He was accepting the pregnancy and seemed pretty excited.