Step Brother 2: Jealousy (Completed)

Sixteen

I remember back to the time I found out I was first pregnant.

Honesty, I was so scared. When those two lines showed up, I honestly didn't think I could do it. I was all alone.
When I realised I was in fact pregnant, I sobbed uncontrollably.

I knew I was probably too young to have a baby. I had nothing to offer. I had a shitty job, that paid minimum wage. I lived at home with Mom, and Ronaldo, and I wasn't sure how Nate would react.

I knew Mom, and Ronaldo would help me financially, but that wasn't okay by me, I knew I needed to provide for my baby, myself.

Eventually I accepted the idea. Although it took months before I actually got excited. Nate changed, our relationship wasn't the same anymore, but I knew with or without him, I'd find a way to cope, and to provide.

That little baby that I didn't want at first, became my world.
Only for me to eventually lose her.

The second time, I found out I was pregnant, was for Logan.
Only this time, I found out because I had a miscarriage.
Our son, gone just like that.

Then when I took a pregnancy test before the wedding, mom was by my side.
I was terrified when I found out I was pregnant.
Mom was there to comfort me.
I was scared to have a baby, I was scared of losing it.

Logan's reaction made it all worthwhile. For once I genuinely thought that this was my happy ending.

She was born, she was healthy.
And, for 9 years I watched her grow.
Now, it's been 5 weeks, and I don't know how long more it will be before I see her, beautiful, innocent face again.

This time it's much different.
I'm petrified, but for all other reasons.
If I'm pregnant, this baby could make everything worse.

This baby could be Logan's, or Rome's.
Right now, with Logan's mindset, I don't know which one would be worse.

If it's his, he definitely won't let me go.
If it's Rome's, he will definitely want us dead.

...

So I take a deep breath and look down to see..

Two dark lines.

My whole body begins to tremble.
I don't think I've ever been more scared in my life.

One thing I know for sure, this baby will be loved. And no matter what, I will protect it. A baby is in fact a blessing. I of all people know that.

But, I can't tell him, I can't tell Rome. He needs a clear head, not to be focused on me being pregnant, or wondering if the baby is his, or not.

So, I can't say anything. I need to pretend that everything is normal. Nothing has changed in the last 20 minutes.

Shit!
He's probably wondering where I am.

I unlock the door, but as I do I see three men, all dressed in black with their face covered.
They have the old lady tied up.