Pregnant By Luke Hemmings

Chapter 32

I've been staying in tower B at the Red Chariot hotel for almost a three and a half months now. Since Emily got that restraining order against me that prohibits me from being in a one mile radius of her I had to move out of my flat. I was in a different hotel on the west side but I got kicked out when my friends and I got hammered and trashed the whole room. The Red Chariot was the next best thing.

I was given the option to switch to tower A a few weeks ago but I turned it down when a serge of screaming girls crowded the lobby. Apparently word got out that some famous band booked reservations here and like moths to a flame the entire premises was packed. Some refused to leave and others made on the spot reservations in both towers. It got worse when the stars actually arrived. I didn't leave for two hole days because it was so congested down there. After the lobby cleared I was able to go back out to the pub or visit my friends at their houses.

For the past couple days my half brother Ruben has been coming to visit me at the hotel. He usually calls to keep me posted on what Emily is doing in her life but for some reason he's been doing it face to face. Something to do with his shit phone. Earlier he rushed in my room bitching about how he saw her in the lobby with some blonde fucker and an overnight bag. I obviously didn't believe him because she always told me she was too focused on her "Kid" to be worried about going out. But sure enough I saw her entering a room in tower A just a floor above me and the nail in the coffin was when she stepped on the balcony giving me a perfect view. I wasn't able to see everything but I could definitely see from the belt loops and up. . It was her alright, and she was there with someone else but he wasn't blonde. He had brown curly hair. Could she be fucking with two at the same time? Is that what she was doing with me?

I watched as she continued a phone call before handing up and going back inside. There were three other men in the room with her and one of them was blond. That must've been who Ruben was talking about.

I watched from my balcony as they all exchanged pleasantries. I watched as Emily delivered a right hook to the Asian guy. I watched as she disappeared into a room with the blonde haired guy and stayed gone for a decent, probably fucking him like the whore she is. I watched as the two emerged from the room and started yelling at the other three. I watched as the blonde pressure pointed the Asian and the one with died hair. I watched as Emily carried something out of sight and the blonde followed close behind and I watched as the all sat and watched movies.

I was infuriated! How could she? Who gave her their right? She was still mine! Line after line I snorted hoping to blur the image in front of me and replace my anger with giddiness but it didn't fucking work. I knew she was lying! I knew she was a whore! I knew she didn't have a kid! I knew my actions were justified! Maybe I went too far when I invited my friends but she doesn't seem to have a problem with it now. The fact that she looks so at ease in a room full of men leads me to believe she liked it.

Another line down and my head feels light but my blood feels heavy and hot. I confide in Ruben and he takes me to the Pub where I couple my blow with hard liquor.

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"Fuqkin Bichez, Mann! Fuqkin Bichez!" I slur throwing back another shot. This might be number six but I lost count after four.

"I Toldz Yooo!" Ruben slurs back in singsong. "She Waz A Bloody Whore! At Leazt She Waz Cr-creAtive! She Claimed To Havez A Kidd When Most Bichez Would Say WE CANT I'M ON MY PERIOD!" By now we've attracted stairs from even the drunkest of drunks but I don't care. They don't know what I'm going through.

"I Bett The Fuqker She Fuqked Iz That Lucas SumABich From BaFor!" I slam my fist down but miss the table.

"If It Iz Wh-What Do We Do?" He hiccups and a dangerous idea crosses my mind.

"I Say We-We Pay Her A Lil Vizit! Wha-What Do Yoo Say?" I try to reach for my wallet but I can't seem to get it so I snatch his.

"Fuqk Yeahhh!" He throws the list of his sting back and I pay the tapper what I own from his wallet. Then we both hobble our way through the room and out the door, making sure to hit a few tables on the way.

When we finally make it outside the cool breeze quite literally smacks me on the face and knocks me off balance. I don't hit the ground though. I use Ruben as a fall guard and lean all my weight on him. It takes me a second but I eventually regain my footing. Ruben however couldn't handle my weight and took the fall for me.

He stumbles back to his feet and follows me as I make a steady zigzag back to the hotel double checking myself so I get on one of the tower A lifts instead of tower B.

Halfway up Ruben's stomach lets go all over the elevator floor and the smell almost knocks me out. Almost. I'm so focused on getting to Emily and her fuck buddy that I disregard my half brother, pushing him to the other side of the small space. After what feels like an eternity the lift doors ding open to the floor Emily is on and I start counting the rooms.

914...
915...
916...

917...This was it. "Shez In Heer!" I exclaim to Ruben and he hurries to my side. Puke on his shirt and shoes, but front and center none the less.

I start hammering on the door as hard as I can screaming at whoever is on the other side. "HEY! Open This Fuqkin Door! I Kno You're In There!" I spit and the door immediately swings open to reveal the blond I saw from the window. Anger flailing in his bright blue eyes.

"Thatz Him, Bro! Thatz The Twat I Saw!" Ruben confirms and I smirk.

"Your Name-Name Lucas?" I ask bluntly with a slight hiccup and he looks me up and down.

"Yeah, who the fuck's asking?" He scoffs and in that instance I feel myself sober up.

A/N
Hey guys, long chapter, I know but it was needed. I hope you enjoy! I also posted another few chapters of my new story "A Life For A Life". Go take a look at it and tell me what you think. Anyway, I love you all so much and I'll see you guys in the next chapter!!