The Biker's Rules novel Chapter 55

***POV - Melaena

"You want some ice-cream?" I jump on Kiara s bed suddenly craving a delicious snack and needing some TLC from my best friend. She runs into the bathroom.

"I ll be with you in two secs!" she shouts.

I scoop a large helping of ice-cream in two bowls and then I take out the jar of pickles and throw some on top of mine before covering it with peanut butter, jam, and chocolate sauce. This is weird, even for me, but something is making me want this so bad. I take my phone and sit on the sofa eating my new favorite snack. Kiara jumps over the back of the sofa and takes a huge bite of her plain ice cream, moaning softly.

"Mmmmm, this is fabulous!" I tell her about the misunderstanding between me and Damion and everything that happened between us, about Chloe and Alejandro. Reaper tries to steal some of my bowl of weirdness and I shoe him off by tapping on his nose with my finger.

"He s soooo cute. But what is that disgusting stuff you re eating?" Kiara stares at my bowl with a face that looks as if she s going to puke.

"Ice-cream with pickles and peanut butter, jam, and chocolate sauce!!! It tastes much better than it looks."

"OMG … you pregnant or something? Yuk!" She pulls a sour face and gives a little snort.

"No, not. I ve just done a negative test." I pile another spoon into my watering mouth, glad I m not throwing up for once. Maybe Damion was right about that injection.

"You did what?" Kiara burbs up some ice-cream, pulling an are-you-fucking-with-me face.

"Damion made me do a test, but it was negative. He thought the bug might be a baby."

"As long as you don t mess up your pills, as usual, you ll be ok." I know what she means. My ADHD makes me forget lots of times to drink my pills, but I ve been trying to keep up since I started having sex with Damion.

"I m much better at it, promise." I take another bite.

"Well, just don t bring that near me, it stinks." My phone beeps and I wonder if it is Damion. He needs a serious explanation. But it s not him.

D: Soon you will be mine and the biker will be dead. #TimeIsTicking

I feel my heart fall into my shoes. This man is seriously getting on my wrong side.

Mel: Go to hell and stay there!

Immediately a new message appears.

D: Look at this link. #GetAwayWithMurder

I click on it. It takes me to some kind of dark blog sharing some rather shocking photos. I read the headings and then my spoon falls onto the floor and I stare at the phone screen with a dumb stupid face.

"Shit Mel, what s going on … are you ok?" She screams at me but it s as if I m having an out-of-body experience.

"MEL!" This time I blink and swallow hard. Kiara picks up the phone and reads the first heading, 'Reckless Reaper champion rider responsible for his little sister's death'

Photo's of Damion covered in blood lying next to his sister's body, his hand clinging to hers, and tears streaming down his face are burnt into my memory now. Then it goes on with another shocking bulletin, 'The Reaper champion kills a 5-year-old boy with reckless driving

I can still see the photo of a shocked, young Damion sitting next to a mangled body of a small kid, his hands in his hair, and his face covered with tears.

Then just next to it is another heading, 'Money buys rider s freedom – boy s parents accept money – payoff gets murder charge dropped and the photo shows Damion looking away from the camera, standing next to Dean and his father.

There are some more horrific photos of the little boy s corpse and his devastated parents. What mangled psychotic site is this, displaying pictures like that? It s not something that can be unseen once you ve looked at it.

And there's even more - 'Reaper rider kills again - wild moves cause the death of Honda racer' - this time Damion is older, pulling a body away from a burning bike with one hand. Also, more photo's of the body that seems to be that of the Honda rider. She looks up her eyes as wide as a tractor tire.

"Holy shit!" I push my hand through my hair and bite my lip until I taste the saltiness of blood.

"MEL, snap out of it." Kiara grabs my shoulders and shakes me viciously, but it still feels as if it s somebody else s body.

"MEL!" Kiara is shouting in my face.

"I must ask him. This is his demons and it's bad." Kiara lets me go and sank back into the sofa. We both could get jobs as vampires in Twilight, that s how white we are, our faces drained of blood. Hell, even our lips are bleak.

"You should really ask him?"

She looks at me and I pull an ugly face "Or not. Maybe he'll tell me when he's ready." She hands me back my phone, at the same time it rings, and I almost drop it again.

"Hello,"

"Hi, angel, sorry I had to leave, I didn t want to wake you." How the fuck does he do this being psychic shit?

"It s ok, where are you?" My head is not in the conversation. Should I ask him if he killed a kid? Killed a Honda rider? If he paid for his freedom? Must I tell him I know about his demons now? I decide against it for now. I just want to get over the shock of seeing those pictures first.

"I m at my parents'. We re sorting out the Chloe debacle. Her father is here to talk to us."

"Is she there?" My voice sounds far away as if someone else is talking. I hear him chuckle but I m not feeling the funny right now.

"She is, but don t worry, mom is making sure she doesn t even come close to your property, aka me. I m now sure my mom loves you more than me." He laughs.

"Yeh."

"Mel, is something wrong? You sound off? Are you feeling sick again?" He seems genuinely worried and my heart warms. Stop it. Don t go jumping to conclusions again. Talk to him first.

"I m fine, just tired."

"I really wanted to say goodbye before I left, but you needed the rest."

"It s ok. Good luck with your promotion thing, I ll see you when you get back then."

"Ug, it's going to be the longest four weeks ever. Maybe you could come and join me?" I can hear the hope in his voice, but the photos still cloud my mind.

"Maybe, let's see."

"Ok. Bye angel." He sounds excited. I press the red button and take the nearest pillow, hugging it to my chest, waiting for my racing heart to calm down. I decide not to let my mind run off, I m going to stay calm until I know for sure. Would his parents buy his freedom? I drop the phone on the sofa, clinging to the pillow again. Kiara plops down on the couch next to me.

"So I guess it was lover-boy?" Kiara is trying to cheer me up.

"Damion must have bought more in case …. Clever man, at least the baby s going to have looks and brains."

"And dead parents." I eagerly take the tests and after reading the instructions I sit down on the toilet and pee on each one, lining them in a row on the counter.

"I m finished," I tell Kiara, needing to talk to somebody so I don t feel the pressure creeping up my throat, but I suppose she can see that for herself.

"They say to wait for about three minutes." I ve never been so nervous in my life. She looks down at the tests.

"It says to wait!" I shout but Kiara is ignoring me. She frowns, picking up one and then another test, and then she quickly grabs the last one.

"Mel, you re pregnant," She blurts out and my knees buckle under me, I sit down on the toilet to keep myself from falling. She holds up the tests under my nose.

The one has 'YES + in black on the little screen and the other two both reveal 2 pink lines. She throws her arms, still holding the sticks, in the air.

"You re fucking pregnant! You skipped your fucking pills again, didn t you?" I walk over to the bed and fall down, probably looking like a zombie. My eyes still on the sticks in her hands as if staring at them is going to magically change the results or worse, make me even more pregnant.

"Shit, so this is really happening?" I m talking to myself. "What am I going to do now? Damion doesn t want a baby." Tears are forming in my eyes. What the hell am I going to do? I m only in my first year of a four-year degree and Damion is riding bikes for a living and don t forget that he doesn t want this baby.

Yes, there s more than enough money, but that s not the point. Kiara drops the tests on the counter and sits behind me, her legs cradling me. She pulls me into her body and we both cry, our bodies shaking with each sob.

"It s going to be ok, I promise," Kiara whispers in my ear, but she doesn t sound convincing.

"At least you re baby is going to be extremely pretty and clever and sporty. That s a good thing, right. And wild and cocky and moody … ok, I ll stop now. All I m saying is that he s not the worst baby-daddy you could get."

I muster a little smile. Yep, that s a plus, isn t it? Kiara lets me go and then she goes into Kiara-mode, organizing everything. She takes the tests, taking one last look just to make sure.

"Yep, you re still pregnant." I roll my eyes at her and she throws the tests in the dustbin. I ll make us some coffee. She disappears and comes back with two steaming mugs. I take it gladly, needing a caffeine boost right about now, and gulp down a big sip. I almost spit it over her.

"It s tea." I want to throw her with the cup.

"You can t drink coffee when you re in your err.. condition. So you re stuck with tea, for the next nine months or so." She goes to the laptop and begins typing and searching.

"What you doing?" I go to stand behind her, drinking the stupid tea.

"I m looking for a doctor."

"Why, you sick?"

"No, silly, for you. We have to get a doctor to tell us what to do and give you all the thingies you need." She s talking as if she s part of my pregnancy and I smile, knowing she will be there for me like always.

"Here, this one sounds legit." She types in some details and just like that, we found Dr. Burden – my new OB-Gyn. All we need now is to book an appointment, but as all are closed for the holidays, we ll do that first thing in the new year.

"You know I love you, bitch." She hugs me again and we cry a little more. I'm worn out after the night I just had so I fall down on my bed, taking Ripper into my arms.

"For now, we re going to let the baby rest and teach it to like Vampire Diaries."