BOOK 2 Spinning spades-Kingofspades X Fem! Reader

Chapter 23

(Heya, sorry guys, I've been home from camp for like two days but I've been feeling awfully sick, I'm going to try to update asap, I'm so sorry for the lack of updates.)

You laid in your bed tiredly as you slowly lifted your hand to be on your stomach. 'I hope it's a girl, my little girl...' You thought to yourself as a small smile crept on your rosy lips. Your gazed shifted to the ceiling for a moment, you thought of last night. The thoughts and memories from last night sent shivers down your whole body. You absolutely hated that side of Spades. You didn't understand why just having a friendly joyful dance with the Duke made him so infused with anger and jealousy. The whole situation was irritatingly confusing, there just was a puzzle piece that couldn't snap into place.

You should have stood up for yourself.

It was wrong, he was wrong, you were wrong not to do a single thing.

But, you can't just do anything when someone can kill you in seconds.

You can't just do anything when you love someone.

You found yourself thinking so much about the whole situation. Without realizing, a tear rolled down your cheek, you felt utterly terrible. But somehow, you needed to push this weigh off of your chest so you could breath. You shifted your hand to your cheek and wiped the thick tear off of your cheek, then scrunching your brows for a moment.

You flipped on your side, sinking into the bed. You swaddled yourself with covers and burying your face in the soft smelling bed spread. Your lips parted for a soft sigh to escape, before shutting your eyes. You gripped onto the blanket before drifting off, somewhat peacefully, but not exactly.

-time skip-

A loud knock at your door shook you out of your sleep abruptly. You shot up out of your bed, sitting up, before hissing and wincing in pain. "Shit.." You mumbled, placing a hand on your back. The knocking continued, you sighed softly. "Who is it?" You called out, in a gravely tone. "Rouxls, and a couple of Ruddins, may we enter?" Rouxls familiar voice was muffled by the door, but you could still make out what he was saying. "Sure." You answered, laying back into bed and cozying up to your heating pad. As soon as you gave them permission, he door busted open roughly, and a worried Rouxls rushed to your side. You looked over at the Ruddins who sat at the end of your bed, one guarded the door to make sure nothing happened. You looked at him in confusion as he gave you a worried frown. "I-is there something wrong?" You murmured. "Nonono, nonsense, is thou alright?" Rouxls questioned swiftly. "From last evening, I know how jealous thy King can become, and thou didn't return to the party...I...think I know what occurred." Rouxls spoke sadly. You covered your mouth for a moment, before looking away in embarrassment and shame.

You suddenly felt Rouxls hand take ahold of your chin and turned your head to face him, his ring finger comfortingly tracing your jawline. "Y/N, I am always there for thee, if thou ever needs help, I'm here." He said quietly. You sighed deeply before shutting your eyes for a moment, you opened them and frowned softly. You suddenly pulled the covers off of yourself, revealing your rounded stomach (you weren't naked btw you wore a shirt lol). "That's what happened." You mumbled. You heard a few Ruddins gasp and you looked over at Rouxls, his navy hand over his mouth in shock and his eyes glazed over, he looked terribly shooken and sorry. "Hey, it's okay, I'm okay." You pulled on a comforting smile. You reached out and cupped Rouxls cheek, before tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear. "I'm...I-...." He was at a loss for words, he knew exactly what happened.

"Don't be upset Rouxls, be there for me, be a good friend. And, could you please bring me some of your famous Mac and cheese?" You said softly, trying to take his mind off of it. Rouxls seemed to snap out of his trance like state, he slowly stood up and nodded before he and the Ruddins walked out of the room.

Rouxls P.O.V

That...monster.

That's the final fucking straw.