The Bad Boy Is My Baby's Daddy (BoyxBoy) (MPreg)

Chapter Thirty-One

The Bad Boy Is My Baby's Daddy

February 20th 2013

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Chapter Thirty-One - Cloud Stryker

''You're an idiot.''

''Your point Wind?''

''Exactly what I said, you're an idiot.'' I rolled my eyes before averting them away from his scolding gaze but I knew he was still eyeing me from behind the bars of my cell. ''I called Terrance, he's coming down to the station as we speak, maybe he'll knock some fucking sense into you and you better hope Benji doesn't press charges—''

''He won't.''

''You sound pretty damn sure of yourself.''

''Cause I am. I know for a fact the little shit won't press charges, you honestly think I'd kick the living fuck out of him without a safety net to catch my fine ass?''

''I don't know asshat, you get pretty hotheaded.''

I snorted and shook my head. ''Don't worry, Benji isn't going to charge me. All will be fine and well, just give it an hour or so and I'll be out of here.''

Wind sighed but didn't comment which I was grateful for because his voice was now just giving me a headache—something I didn't need at this very moment. Because no doubt when Terrance makes his grand entrance, he'll rip me a new one and I'll probably be put further into the dog house until I explain why I did what I did and hopefully it will lessen his wrath. Even if it didn't and he gets fed up with me—I'd still have beat the crap out of Benji for what he did to my brother. Even though Wind and I didn't see eye to eye most of the time he was still my family—my blood and I knew if I was in his place, he'd do the same thing I had and end up where I am now.

''I'm going out front to wait for Terrance...don't you be going anywhere now.'' Wind added on with a shit eating grin while I glared, causing him to chuckle before he departed the small chamber which housed many cell rooms. Though, the only other occupant in the cell across from mine was some old homeless drunk man who laid passed out on the uncomfortable thin mattress cot, no doubt oblivious as to where he was at the moment and probably wouldn't be until he sobered up.

Sighing, I glanced over my shoulder and spotted my very own cot and with a grimace I wandered over and plopped myself down, pressing my back up against the cold stone wall, pulling my legs up and pressed them up to my chest, wrapping my arms around my knees and decided I might as well get comfy. It could take awhile for my release. I closed my eyes and rested my head back, my mind wandering back to earlier this morning.

I peered out the windshield of my car, tapping my fingers against my thighs as I watched Benji enter the small cafe and I waited a few more moments before clambering out of my car, crossing the busy road and entered the cafe, spotting Benji seated on a bar stool with his back to me and I began to walk forward in a stride.

''Benji!'' I called, watching the cocky smirk he was sporting wipe from his face as he whipped his head in my direction. I noticed he was seated with some blonde twink which had me raising an eyebrow as I strolled on over, clasping my hand down onto Benji's shoulder but dug my fingers into his skin and watched with satisfaction as he flinched.

''Hi, who are you?'' The twink asked, giving me a small but curious smile. Benji went to open his mouth but I squeezed his shoulder harder and this time added on with digging my fingernails into his exposed skin.

''A friend of his,'' I said shortly. ''If you actually don't mind I need to burrow him for a few moments.''

''We are actually in the middle if something here...friend.'' Benji seethed out, roughly shrugging my hand off of his shoulder and I glared at him.