High Priestess

5.2

"So to sum everything up. You and Lori used to work at the same company. Which is where you met Mick Fleetwood, he promised you money and business expertise in exchange for marriage to help you get a jump start on the store. How stupid are you?" Christopher asks.

"In my defense...Christopher, we had been trying for months to get started and because we were women all of the investors in this town looked down on us. We were running out of options and going back home wasn't one of them so I did it to benefit my career." Stevie spits as Lindsey just looks between the siblings on the couch his daughter sleeping on his chest.

"Chris I don't blame her. Mick Fleetwood was loaded." Lori states pulling her knees up to her chest.

"But you're married to Lindsey." Barbara points to the rockstar on the armchair, stroking Roxy's fur.

"Yes. A year after Mick and I got married, I had the money, but the business expertise wasn't coming. The contract stated that he had to be the one to pick our location and so on and so forth but he wouldn't even go look at real-estate with me. Luckily, Robin's grandmother died, or else I'd still be married to him and probably dead...Once Divinity kicked off and we kicked off really well. Our best days are Friday and Saturday...anyway, he started to beat me because he didn't want me to have any part of it all. Mick wanted a trophy wife who he could flaunt in front of the cameras. I didn't want that. I wanted to go to work and do what I love to do. the contract between Mick and I stated that we could have an open marriage. He could sleep with whomever he wanted to and I could do the same. Lindsey came about because Mick was trying to sign him on under him. Mick wanted to be Lindsey's manager because he was up for a Grammy and he got it and Mick wanted him because that means Lindsey's net worth skyrocketed and that meant Mick's would as well. He was also dealing drugs on the side and hosting these giant parties. At these parties, he had hired young girls to seduce his potential clients in hopes that they help urge them to sign with him. Mick wanted Lindsey and he used me to try and get Lindsey. It was my job to get Lindsey to sign. That meant doing sexual advances. Lindsey wouldn't budge, and halfway through the night, I realized that I was slowly falling for him. So we went to a bar and we started an actual relationship. On Valentine's day Lindsey and I had slept together as most couples do on Valentine's day, and then Mick found out. It was also in the contract that I couldn't have a relationship with one of Mick's clients. But Lindsey wasn't his client. But Mick didn't like it anyway so he bashed my head against the fridge, threw me to a floor, and chucked a glass plate at me, only partially breaking my nose thank god, but then he decided he wanted to kick me and eventually I was chocked against the counter. I woke up in a mental institution where I was receiving Electroshock therapy once a day seven days a week. It was in this facility where I found out I was pregnant with Emlyn. It was then that Lindsey figured out how to get me out and we've been here since. My divorce from Mick was finalized on August 20th, and it also just so happened to be the day he was convicted. Lindsey and I got married on October 3rd and Emlyn Rosabella joined our family on October 31st. Any questions." Stevie says in almost one breath collapsing back onto the couch. 

"Wait...electroshock. Is she..." Barbara takes the baby from Lindsey as she had been standing by the back of Lindsey's chair and cradles her closely.

"She's perfectly fine mother, all ten fingers and toes, she's a great eater...trust me, she's a great eater. She's okay." Stevie assures as Barbara kisses the baby's head.

"Barb you're enamored with that baby," Jess says after a moment.

"You know what...Lindsey, Stevie go out and do something. Chris, Lori, Jess, and I will stay here with Emlyn." Barbara states.

"We can't do that Barbara. It's not fair to you guys, you just got here, it was a long flight." Lindsey shakes his head.

"I don't care, she's my granddaughter and I'm not in the least tired. I want to spend time with my Grandbaby because I couldn't be here when she was born." Barbara narrows her eyes at her child. 

"I didn't even go to the hospital to give birth. It was me, Lindsey, my midwife, and Robin." Stevie explains.

"Robin got to be here...Stephanie Lynn I'm hurt," Barbara growls.

"I'm sorry, but if Lindsey and I ever have any more children, you won't be present for them either," Stevie warns. 

Barbara just gives her a look and then points to the front door.

"Fine, we'll go get Mexican food, it's about dinner time anyway and we were going to invite you all to dinner, but if you want just me and Lindsey to go, just Lindsey and I will." Stevie huffs.

"Wonderful. I'll raid your cupboards. Now go, go have dinner." Barbara demands.

"I need to feed her first," Stevie states standing up and going to take the baby from her mother. 

As Stevie's upstairs feeding the baby, Lindsey comes upstairs to greet her. He kisses her cheek and then he just stares at the baby suckling on her mother.

"Are you looking at my boob or our daughter?" Stevie inquires.

"Little bit of both." He kisses her temple.

"Mmm, she's cute." Stevie agrees.

"So we might have another one eventually?" Lindsey asks.

"We'll talk about it later." Stevie smiles.

"I think your mom said something about making a salad with the veggies in our fridge," Lindsey tells her.

"Yes well, I want Chicken Enchiladas so if we HAVE to go out and eat, I'd like to go get Mexican," Stevie explains.

"I'll make sure you get your Mexican. I'll be downstairs if you need me." Lindsey smiles.

"Mmm, wait, go see if I have a bottle pumped in the fridge," Stevie demands.

"Even if you don't we do have all of that formula," Lindsey smirks. 

"I worry that she won't drink it." Stevie sighs. 

"We haven't tried. She just decided she wanted to feed from you when she was born and that was that." Lindsey explains. 

"I didn't have the heart to stop her," Stevie replies.

"I know, she'll be fine with your parents. Finish up here and we'll go." Lindsey nods.