~ Pregnancy Gestation: Seven Months~

Rhys feels like a bloated whale. He hasn't been able to move how he wants for a while and trying to keep up with Eli is difficult. However, he's a smart boy.

Rhys woke up to Eli shaking him. Rhys rubs the last strands of sleep from his eyes. Eli sits at the edge of the bag holding a brown sack. 

"Eli what do you have there?".

Eli thrusts the bag into Rhys' arms. Rhys gazes into the back and sees two buns with some sausage in it. 

"Eli...please tell me you didn't steal this.".

Eli lays his head on his lap. Rhys sighs and pats his head. The little boy runs his hand along the mound on his abdomen. It seems that it wakes the cub up as it stretches and kicks against his hand.

"Eli you know it's bad to steal." He says but he thinks, 'I knew I shouldn't have let him see that we had no money.'

Rhys would have had a little bit of money left if didn't decided to buy a baby onesie and blanket yet. He knows that this month and onward he could possibly pop his cub out and he just had to be prepared. 

Rhys had a feeling that Eli did not care that he stole. The little boy just nudges the bag and takes out one of the buns. He gazes up at Rhys with expecting eyes.

Rhys runs his hand down his face and takes out the bun. "Don't make this a habit.", he chastises before taking a bite of the bun.

The cub kicks for joy as soon as the bun goes down his throat. An ugly wave of sticky dread follows it down. His freehand runs across the stretched thin shirt. If it wasn't for the jacket he would be mostly naked.  His pants buttons were useless and the rubberband makeshift has lost its effectiveness. It's not like he moves far from the alley anyway. He moves for food and for the bathroom. The cub makes a low kick which now gives him a reason to move.

After struggling for a brief moment he pulled himself to his feet. He positioned the old makeshift cloth bag around him and signalled for Eli to get up.

"C'mon let's head to the bathroom. The cub assisted on it."

That makes Eli jump up and clings to his hand. Rhys smiles down at the boy and leads them to the public bathrooms. Once inside he made sure Eli took care of his own business first before he catered to himself. Rhys groans in relief as his bladder was emptied. He goes up to the sink to wash his hands when he feels a tapping on his side. 

"What is it Eli?", he says and looks down at the flyer that is being thrusted into his face.

The flyer was simple and efficient. It advertised clothing and food drive in this area today. 

"Think we should check this out Eli?".

Eli gives a curt nod and tugs on Rhys' moist hand. "Okay okay we're going." He laughed and let himself be pulled along by the young child. 

When they arrived at the drive it was pretty full. There were lines to get food baskets and also a viewing area of clothes. As much as Rhys wanted to get into that line for the food baskets he saw an opportunity he could not pass up. An opportunity for Eli. 

The barber was just finishing up a man's hair when they approached. The broad man looked down at Rhys and Eli. 

'It's not everyday someone can look down at my ass.', he thought.

Rhys clears his throat, " Good day sir. I saw you were giving haircuts?".

The stonewalled face of the man cracked into a broad smile. "Don't call me sir, names Frank. Yes I'm giving haircuts. Is it for you?".

"No it's for him.", he holds up his clasped hand with Eli.

Frank leaned down to face Eli. Eli did not shy away from him and stared at him back. Frank lets out a hardy laugh. 

"Serious little tyke. Just lift him up onto the chair and I'll get started.".

"Thank you.", he smiled and tried to bend down to lift him only to realize his belly was getting in the way. Frank quickly takes note and lifts Eli up for him. 

"It's okay if I go for a moment. I would like to get some food and clothes for us.".

Frank waves him off," Just fine. It will take awhile anyway.".

Looking through a bin of used clothes is something Rhys never thought himself to be doing in his life. He is still shocked he is doing so. Despite his shock he continues to look through the clothes until he finds some old sweats and a large t-shirt for himself and a decent looking jacket and pants for Eli. He places everything in an old cloth bag that was also there.

 As he shifted through the clothes he could not shake the feeling of someone watching him. Out  of the corner of his eye he could make out the bare figure of boys in blue uniform. 

'Calm the fuck down Rhys. It's just a cop. He's probably not even staring at you in particular.'.

He moved into the food basket line and he could see him getting closer. Rhys casts a quick look at Eli who was mostly blocked by others. 

"Young man. Good day.", a low voice says.

Rhys looked over at the cop from before now standing next to him. His mouth gaps open awkwardly not forming a true word. 

"Officer. Good day.".

"You look awfully young to be on the streets."

"I get that a lot.".

Rhys could feel that man's eyes digging holes into his distended mountain. 

"You look pretty far along as well. A couple of weeks more?".

He lets out a weak chuckle, "Yeah, soon.".

The officer wraps hla hand around his waist. Rhys is about pushing that man off him until he's stopped by what that man whispers into his ear.

"If you don't want me to call the child protective services for you, you would meet me in the bathrooms in thirty minutes.".

The officer let's go of his waist and walks away like nothing happened. Rhys is left with a heavy feeling in his chest and a disturbed cub moving around inside of him. The rest of his line wait was spent trying to soothe his cub's nerves and his own.

With his food basket in hand ,which was filled with canned goods and packaged products, he went over to Eli. Rhys has never seen Eli smile so big. All the matted hair he had was gone and he's given a handsome fade and his curls were moisturized.

Rhys had no time to bask in Eli's happiness before he noticed that it was getting late. 

'I don't know why the fuck I'm worried about that bitchass cop. He doesn't even know my name!", his brain spoke up. However, the uneasy feeling he got from that man made him slightly fearful.

"Eli...you can go by the old toy bin a get one toy you really want okay. I have to go do something.", Rhys assures Eli who looks at Rhys skeptically.

Nevertheless he goes off in pursuit of toys. Every step he took to the bathrooms the further his lungs fell. He opens the door to find the cop leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette. 

A smirk came to the man's face as he outs the light on the counter. "I think you know why you are here ", he says and his hand falls to his buckle.

Rhys has never had sex before. Anal sex that is. He's basically a virgin pregnancy. He doesn't think the cop would expect that. 

'No fucking way in hell.' His brain tried but it was all for show. He swallowed his pride and went up to the rugged man. 

"Whatever you want, officer.".

A smirk came to those cracked lips of his, "That's what I like to hear.".

It was painful just like he imagined it would have been. The officer was nothing  but brutal. The sharp slamming into his newly broken hole followed by his sandpaper hands gripping his bouncing belly. The man kept rubbing and admiring the mound as he fucked him. 

"You're a tight little hole aren't you. Fertile little slut too." He would say.

All Rhys could have done was brace and endure. Hope was all he could think of. Hope that the officer would finish swiftly so he could go back to Eli. Go back to their alleyway and curl up together and sleep.

Once the man finally finished and pulled up his pants he dropped a few bills on the counter. 

"Until next time." He says with the slamming of the door.

Rhys remembers the words of his basketball coach. "Hanover, you will always fall but you must get up and keep playing.".

And that's what Rhys does. He picks himself off the ground with effort. Pulls on his pants and walks with his head held high. He may be dripping with another man's cum but he's a few hundred dollars richer and he has food and clothes for his Eli. He will take Eli home and they will share a can of whatever they want together and he will push what happened moments ago into the back of his mind. 

If not for his sake but for the sake of his loved ones.