We ended up embracing it even though it was scary as fuck. And shit, her goddamned mood swings during her pregnancy were fucking worse, so fucking worse than any of her scary mother fucker days. I swear the bitch was possessed. She loves our little Nadia though. She has Trin’s blonde hair and my dark eyes. Growing bigger and stronger every damn day.
From the moment Trinity saw Nadia on the ultrasound monitor, she fell in love and cleaned up her act. We sold off her burlesque clubs and moved to Mexico. Got us a sweet house in a small farming town. No one fucks with us and we don’t fuck with nobody. We grow our own crops and kill our own meat. Trin gets her blood lust out by slaughtering the livestock. She’s the best damn mom and wife.
Never thought we’d have this peaceful existence, but we’ve found it and created our own life away from the rest of the world. The club gave us shit for giving up our place with them, for wanting to live just peacefully. But after all the death that’s been following us since the moment I met Trinity, I was sick of it. I didn’t want to live this way forever. Getting my rocks off once in a while is more than enough.
“That’s it, eat your peas, baby girl. Mommy will get you bath and then I’ll read you a story,” I hear Trinity tell our daughter. Fuck, a daughter.
I walk over behind them and place a hand on Trin’s shoulder. “Hey.” She smiles at me.
I bend down to kiss her forehead and Nadia holds her hands out for me to pick her up.
I move around Trin. “Go start her water.” I scoop Nadia up in my arms. “Come here, you little devil.” She giggles and coos showing off her new teeth then the little brat bites me on the cheek. Damn that fucking hurt. I wipe at my jaw and look at my fingers seeing a little blood there. Nadia stares at the blood on my hand and then she claps.
Fuck.
“Trinity,” I call to my woman. “You were right. Like mother like daughter.” I stare into my daughter’s dark eyes and hope to hell she grows out of this shit.
Trin noticed it a few days ago. Said that she went to breastfeed, and she bit her nipple hard enough to make her bleed. I thought she was exaggerating but guess fucking not. I carry her toward the bathroom and my baby girl keeps smiling at me bright as the sun.
I hand her off to Trin and she gets her stripped and into the tub.
My wife stares at me. “What the hell happened to your face?”
“Princess there bit me.”
Trinity throws her head back laughing as Nadia splashes in the water.
“That’s my girl,” she whispers, proudly.
**
Trinity
I listen to Killer put our girl to bed, and I move through the house, going to our living room. Killer and I may have given up my life’s work, to live out in these parts, but that’s not entirely true. Yes, I sold off my clubs, they never interested me, it was something my best friend wanted, and it was a money maker. I sold them all off to Wrecker’s Old Lady. Apparently that bitch was a stripper and fell in love with one of my clubs when she was visiting.
And I might not personally make and supply my drugs anymore, but it doesn’t mean I don’t get a percentage of that shit. Every once in a while, I’m called in to fix a problem, so it’s not real work. The rest of my life is simply that, peaceful. My little family.
Everything that has happened in my life was fucked up, and sure, I changed my life around, so did Killer, but every once in a while, we both gotta let off some steam. I go to the mantle and grab our video monitor for Nadia’s room, clipping it to my pants as I walk down to the basement. Soundproof basement of course, don’t need our little angel knowing what happens down here.
I smile as I enter the room and see our guest. Micah was so full of shit when he said he murdered this big titted bitch. I was gonna leave her alone, but I saw how Killer looked at her last week when we drove through town and went to the diner she worked at.
Wrecker owed me a favor and tonight he hand delivered her to me.
I got my man a little gift, and after, she’s mine.