Taken by Rage: Rage Ryders MC (16 page)

Seven Months Later ……...             

Riley……

W
e had only laid down to sleep three hours ago after our fifth trip to the hospital this week. Braxton hicks, false labor. We thought tonight I was definitely in labor, but after all of the false hospital runs, tonight I refused to go so when contractions stopped three hours ago we finally called it a night. I woke-up around five minutes ago needing to use the restroom, I took care of business and was standing at the sink washing my hands when suddenly a gush of pee flooded me and my bathroom floor. So, now I’m taking off my night clothes, pissed off that I now have to clean the bathroom floor.

I walk into the bedroom from the bathroom naked and holding my huge almost ten-month stomach for support. I am making my way to my dresser as another gush of pee comes rushing out of me.

Fuck! I scream out, making Kid jump out of bed with his gun in his hand.

“Put your fucking gun away Kid! If you shoot me along with me peeing everywhere I’m gonna nut punch you! I can’t deal with a gun-shot wound right now.”

“What do you mean your pissin everywhere?”

“Kid, I’m not in the mood to explain everything I say to you like your five right now damnit. I’m still having those stupid Braxton hicks’ contractions and now I’m pissing everywhere. I don’t feel like doing anything. I just want to get dressed, clean up the carpet and bathroom floor.”

I look at Kid and his eyes are wide as he follows the line of piss from the bedroom to the bathroom. He walks into the bathroom and then he runs into the hallway screamin for Sadie and Skylar at the top of his lungs. I’m still fucking naked here!

Not only do Sadie and Sky run into the room as I’m standing here leaking like a faucet, but I’m as naked as the day I was born, but their men are right behind them. I don’t even have the strength to care if they see me, I barely have the strength to get my panties and nightgown on that are in my hand.

“What’s wrong brother? We thought someone was breakin in or somethin the way you were carryin on.”

“No fuck head! If someone was breakin in I wouldn’t be screamin for my sister or Sadie girl, assholes! My girl has shit leakin from her and it’s not piss! She thought it was piss, but I ain’t never seen no piss look like that shit!”

Suddenly the worst pain I’ve ever experienced hits me and literally knocks me off my feet and I scream out in pain causing everyone to stop talking and turn to me. You know the one the stuff was leaking from.

Ryder yells “You’re fuckin naked Riley! What the fuck!”

I growl at him and pretend I’m shooting daggers at him through the slits in my eyes. Stupid fucker! I know I’m naked! I’m the one who removed my clothes.

“Why are y’all lookin at my wife? She’s naked, turn around fuckers!”

“Kid, you’re the one who called us all in the room!”

“No I fuckin didn’t Tumbler, I called the girls! Now turn the fuck around!”

Kid comes over to me to slip my nightgown over my head and he suddenly stalls when another contraction hits making me spread my legs finding a more comfortable position.

“Umm…Sky, Sadie could you come over here a second?” Kid says to my girls. I give him a weird look, but he hasn’t looked up at me yet.

“What’s up bubba?”

“Sis, Riley’s got something comin outta her.”

Skylar looks down between my legs and screams causing Sadie to run and look and she screams for Tumbler to go call 911 and get an ambulance on its way now. Well, that just makes me calm as a kitten in a basket! Sky slaps her brother in the back of his head while running out of the room shouting at him over his shoulder.

“That’s your baby’s head you idiot!”

Kid goes pale white and his eyes go comically wide, I think for a second they may pop out of his head. He looks around for help, but suddenly the room empties and everyone splits going their separate ways. Chicken shits!

Kid screams “That’s my what!”

I roll my eyes and smack him on his head, hey he needs it, apparently the brain has stopped working and five-year-old Kid has come out to play. I hear sirens coming down the street and sign in happiness knowing that I won’t have chicken shit morons helping me deliver my baby.

Followed by those sirens I hear multiple motorcycles heading our way. How did they get here so fast, was everyone on high baby alert? I hope my mom is with them, I need someone I can trust to be there and not go into la-la land.

Bursting through the bedroom door is the paramedics who notice that I’m crowning and they help load me on the stretcher and time flies by from their as they load me up and head to the hospital running at least 100mph. I guess they wanna try and beat the baby as well.

As I’m being run through the emergency room doors on the gurney I suddenly need to push. Since everyone is ignoring me and I’m in pain and pissed I scream out “Someone catch” and I bare down. I know something came out, I felt it pass through. Suddenly I hear a nurse scream, we have a head.

Hmm…at least it’s not an alien! With Kid as the father there’s no telling. I don’t even care right now that I’m being a bitch. Luckily the OB delivery is on the first floor, down the hall from emergency meaning I made it to a birth room before delivering my son. Figures a male would put me through all this.

As soon as I have that thought I start hurting all over again and I scream out.

“He’s out! Shouldn’t this be over?”

And the doctor is there, between my legs again.

“Did you not know you were having twins?”

“Having what” I scream as Kid screams

“You’re shittin me! Two of em, how are we gonna have two of em at once?”

Of course my answer to this is “What the fuck do you mean we? Once you do fucking something let me know!”

Oh yea! He’s on my shit list right now. He’s just stood around like a bump on a log while I’ve been pushing out and his children are putting my body through hell! I’ll show him we when I pull his nuts through his dick!

                                                    
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I
’ve never felt so lost in my life, she won’t let me hold her hand she pushes me away. Then she grabs me and pulls me close. My dad grabbed me a bit ago and told me, “Son, this is a very painful and hard thing your wife is goin through. If she needs, you to just stand by her then that’s what you do. Whatever she say’s just shut up and do it. It’s the only way you may survive?”

This is definitely a time I’m listenin to my pa, he’s been there and done that. So, that’s exactly what I’ve done and it still hasn’t been the right thing to do. The nurse looks at me and gives me a reassuring smile, which believe it or not makes me feel better. This must be normal; my baby is havin twins with absolutely no drugs. I guess, as far as it all goes my baby is a trooper and deserves whatever she needs and wants for goin through all of this to bring out our babies.

All my senses come back on alert when I hear two cryin babies and my girl callin for me. I walk over to her and she says.

“I don’t think I ever want to have sex again.” So I tell her.

“Don’t count on baby, there’s no way I can sleep next to the most beautiful women in the world and never touch her again.”

She gives me a kiss and tells me thank you for givin her, her daughter and son. What the fuck did she say? Did she say daughter. Oh hell no, she better look nothin like her mom! I tell her I want to go meet my children and walk over. My son is handsome and strong. He has a hold of the nurse’s finger refusin to let go as he is cryin lettin her have it. Yep, he’s his father’s son, no doubt about it. My daughter almost drops me to my knees. She’s breath taking just like her momma. This little girl is gonna have her daddy wrapped, not to mention all her uncles and her granpa’s.

My babies are clean and ready to spend a few minutes with their mom and dad. I sit next to Riley after the Dr has cleaned her up and she’s ready for visitors. We each hold a baby in our arms, Riley is holding our son and I’m holding our daughter. We look at them and decide on names. The nurse comes and tells us they need to give them their baths and finish with their after birth care in the nursery. They give the babies wrist bands and match them to ours, explainin if the babies are moved from the birthin area or after birthin rooms an alarm will sound and all exit doors will shut down at the hospital. No one will be able to leave the hospital.  This makes me a happy daddy.

The gang all gives us some time and space, so about two hours later they come into our room we’ll be stayin in till my family is ready to go home. They’ve brought balloons, flowers and gifts for the new little crew members.

“Alright Riley girl, your momma and I have waited long enough. Tell us our grandbabies names.”

My wife looks into my eyes as I look into hers. We smile at each other and announce their names. Our sons name is
Jake Ryder Rage
…Tumblers birth name is Jake and Ryder, well after
our
Ryder. Our daughters name is
Jayna Aimee Rage
…We just liked the name, and without naming her after one of our girls there’s no fighting amongst the women. Sorry ladies get over it.

Where to even begin, with who to thank first. My
Lady Outlaws
, you ladies are always there with a helping hand. Whenever I need help making a decision on titles, names of characters, or letting me know if something works or not, I can always count on my Ladies.

As always thank you to my husband Greg, my son’s Colton, John and Thomas. I love you with all of my heart. My mother Cheryl, who has encouraged me to keep fighting the Facebook world, when there are rumors and lies that hurt.

My little sister Kaci, who spreads the word through her GH twitter fan sites. I love you sis for always believing in me and having my back.

To every reader, who has patiently waited for me to give you the book I wanted, instead of just throwing something out there for you to have in your hands.

To those who’ve supported me, with my errors in Taken by Lies, knowing I was on my own, ADD and Dyslexia is hard as an author and I fight every day to bring you a story worthy of mention. 

To my loyal friends on Facebook and my wonderful Authors who continuously stand beside me, never putting words in my mouth and never accusing me of things that the Facebook world has…showing me true friendship is beyond words. You never let me down, as much as I expect it.

Amy Jones, my pimp queen. You are amazing, and my Jayna Aimee is named after you. My little piece of thanks for all you do for me.

There are so many more…. Kathy Jones Bargiacchi always there to make me smile and lift my spirits….

Two of the worlds sweetest and best PA’s and friends a girl can ask for. Jessica Corbin, you have been a rock and a god-send to me. Even preggers there is no stopping you. You find out I need something and you take off feet first, rather you know how to do something or not, you figure it out. Thank you for the beautiful poem used in this book from Riley to Kid. It was beautiful.

Nicole Lloyd, you jumped in feet first as well and have never looked back. PA work is the least of what you do for me. Proofreading…well should I say proofreading team? Levi Lloyd thank you for patiently listening to your wife lay in bed, night after night, reading you my book as she worked proofing it for me. You are a special man, there aren’t many around like you anymore. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, both of you.

My beta girls…yeah, you know who you are. Taking my starting book and trashing it, starting over was a very hard decision. You ladies taking the time to read both and help me with that decision is what makes you as special to me as you are.

Love you all,

~Liberty