Rescued by a Gang Member

Chapter 14:

I took a shower to get the blood off and Michael sat in my bedroom, tearing up the carpet to get rid of the blood. When I was done i pulled on my black maternity shirt and my blue jeans and pulled on my black vans over my swollen feet. I ran a brush through my hair and added deodorant and stared in the mirror. My black hair was starting to show at the roots and the purple was still at the tips of my blonde hair. But my eyes looked dark.

"Kylie? Are you okay in there?" Mike asked as he knocked on the door.

I opened the bathroom door and just threw my arms around his neck and that's when he really looked at me and saw my rounded belly. His fingers spanned my belly and I smiled at him. He was going to be an uncle.

"Are you...?" He trailed off and I nodded. "Who's the father?"

"Someone I'd rather not talk about." I whispered and he grinned and picked me up and spun is around.

"I'm going to be an uncle!" He yelled and laughed happily. This was my brother and best friend. We were twins but not identical.

"Yes you are." I said and then heard knocking downstairs and I ran down them, but arms around my waist caught me from falling on my face. Michael laughed and set me on my feet then allowed me to run and throw the door open. My father just stared at me. His black hair had some silver hairs and his sapphire blue eyes shimmered with tears.

Before I knew it tears streamed from my eyes and I was wrapped in my fathers arms and inhaled his familiar scent of vanilla and chocolate. I don't know why but he has always smelled like it. This felt just like when I was a kid and sad, I'd run to daddy and he'd hold me and make sure I left happy.

"Well isn't this heart warming." Came a voice that sent shivers down my back. Oh no. "Now if you'll get your filthy hands off the woman carrying my child I won't have to shoot you."

My dad released me and Michael grabbed me and pulled me back into his arms as my father faced down randy. My father still had a good four inches height on randy and when randy realized who he was dealing with he dropped to his knees and stared up.

"I'm so sorry sir. Please, forgive me. I didn't know you were Kylie's father." Randy begged and dropped his gun at my dads feet. Why was he doing this?

"That's right, Randall. Now you remember me don't you? And what was that about my daughter carrying you're child?" My father asked and turned to look at me. "What's going on Kylie?"

"He saved my life. I was almost killed by some drunk guys at my work. Randy found me and took me to his house but he raped me. And Now I'm pregnant." I said and wrapped my arms around Michael. "I didn't ask for this, daddy. I didn't want a baby by a man I didn't love."

"But you fell in love with me, Kylie!" Randy yelled and my dad shoved him back.

"Watch who you're talking to like that, Randall! I won't hesitate to kill you." My father roared and it even sent shivers down my back but Michael grabbed a jacket that my dad must have set down and wrapped it around me, exactly my size. "Sorry sweetie. That is your jacket. You will wear it at all times when you are not in the house. It's my Gang symbol. No one will dare to mess with you. You and my grand baby will be safe."

I smiled at him and honestly wasn't scared one bit. I finally had my dad back. But knowing my dad was a gang leader made my hear skip some beats so that meant that Michael was one too. With some work I turned in michaels arms and faced him.

"Are you in the gang too?" I asked and he nodded and pointed to the patch on his arm, which matched the symbol on my jacket.

"I'm second in command and the medic." He said and turned to look at randy. "So he knocked up my twin sister."

"I'm so sorry. If I had known she was related to you I wouldn't have done it I swear." Randy said and stared at my dad and brother with pleading eyes.

"I want you to stay away from my daughter. No contact at all. Do you understand me, Randall?" My dad said and I could hear the authority in his voice.

"But she's pregnant with my child!" Randy yelled as he stood up and stared my dad in the eyes.

"Step off, little boy! That child is no longer yours. We will find a replacement father, for my grand child. But you will know nothing after today about my daughter and my grand child." My father snarled and shoved randy back. My heart was breaking again at the look randy gave me, but knowing he murdered drake in cold blood made my blood boil. I managed to get away from Michael and put my hand on my dads arm.

"Daddy? Can I talk to randy?" I asked and bat my eyes at him. He sighed and nodded yes before I turned to face randy. "I don't love you. I thought I did. But after raping me, forcing me to stay with you to where the only way I could leave was suicide and getting me pregnant, I can't love you. And you shooting drake in front of me and having him die in my arms?! What kind of fucking human are you? You're not a man! You're a scared little boy! A boy doesn't deserve to be a father! So step off. I'm safe here. If I find a text or a call from you on my phone I won't hesitate to kill you myself. Got it?!"

By the time I was finished yelled I was so tired and my head was spinning. I leaned against my dad and just blacked out as he said my name.