My house has become a danger zone; way too much fucking hormones. Between wedding planning, nursery planning and baby talk I was about to lose my shit. Holly was also going through some shit with the new baby coming. one minute she was excited about having a little brother or sister, and the next she was throwing tantrums and screaming that she hated the baby. Lily started showing and lost her fucking mind too, suddenly everything was wrong with her in her eyes.
She was too fat, she was going to be a horrible mother, she didn’t want to be pregnant for the wedding, she didn’t want to wait until after the baby came to get hitched, yadda, yadda, yadda. Fuck me, I was in the eye of the storm. My only escape was either one of my places or the clubhouse, which is where I am right now.
I’d been helping Deke tighten some nuts on a bike but we were pretty much done now.
“I have to make a run.” I kept my face turned because I wasn’t in the mood for his shit.
“You need me to come with?”