Chapter Seven: Surprise Motherfucker

Drowning. That's what it feels like. I feel the pressure of the water, surround and completely over power me.

I try to get to the top to swim to the top but after a while my muscles give up and I end up back where I started, the bottom.
Giving up is the easier option right now. My muscles are tired and I don't think I know any way to over come this current feeling.
My eyes become heavier as I'm filled with fatigue.

I fight it with all I can because I'm not giving up.

I try and try again, each attempt gradually bringing me closer and closer to my destination.

Eventually, I get to the top.

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I splutter and open my eyes. I move my fingers and check that all my limbs are working. I am not able to move my left wrist and my both of my legs are in a great deal of pain. I sigh in relief. Not too bad.

I hear the door open and pretend I'm sleeping again. I peak through my eyelashes and see Jax lean over and stare at my face.

Right, creepy. His hand reaches out towards my hair and starts stroking me.

Am I a fucking cat for you to be stroking?

He moves in as if to kiss me and that seems to trigger something inside of me.

My hand snaps out and I clamp it round his hand and sit up quickly.

"Surprise motherfucker!" I let go of his hand and punch his stupid face. I hear a satisfying crack and a high pitched squeal.

He should wait till I get my actual pay back at him for doing this to me.

While he was distracted and checking if his nose was alright, I swiftly made sure the random pipes attached to me are free and begin strangling him with them.

His face was priceless! A laugh escape my lips, and eventually it develops into a full maniacal laugh. His face began to turn purple and he kept clawing at my hand but I have this sudden burst of strength that helps me increase my grip.

His hands began flailing around and he slaps a button. Stupid motherfucker.

"Die you damned scum and return to the depths of hell where you belong" I scream.

His eyes began to flutter shut and I laugh manically. "Yes! Ride a unicorn towards hell and be with your father the devil."

The door burst open but I didn't stop strangling him. They try to pull me off him but I bite their hands. Serves them right for working for this douche.

"I shall never be stopped because I am unstoppable and unsinkable like the Titanic!" I shout adding a boat horn sound for emphasis.

I bite another hand and start to laugh again. "Lol you losers can't even stop me. I'm invincible! "

I feel a prick at my side and my eyes start to feel heavy. I let go of the pipes as my body grew weak. "NOOO! Where did I go wrong?! All I wanted to do was get rid off this filthy muggle that's helping Gaia and Voldermolt"

I felt tears down my cheek. "I hope you're happy now. They're gonna win and we're all gonna die!" The weight of my eyelids become too heavy.

I succumb to the darkness.

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I wake up with a groan. I had the weirdest dream about me strangling Jax and speaking utter nonsense. I mean everyone knows that the Titanic was definitely not unsinkable.

I seem to be in the same room I had my 'dream' in, leading me to suspect that it wasn't actually a dream.

Awesome.

I hear the door click and two doctors cautiously approach me as if I would bite them. One has pink while the other has green.

Greenie pushes Pinkie forward and Pinkie scowls at her coworker before turning to me scared.

I'm not that bad right? I look down as I'm sure looking them in the eye might make them more nervous.

"Umm h-hi. W-we would just like to s-say c-c-congratulations on your pregnancy." My head snaps up and my eyes, which are a really dark almost black colour, stare into the girls soul.

I just want to reach out and hurt her but I know it's not her fault.

Her eyes widen and she steps back pushing her friend, Greenie, in front, as if using her as a shield.

"I-I just need to c-check a f-few th-things." She proceeds to touch various tubes, scribble notes and check different medical instruments.

I don't move unless during this and that seems to calm her down.

"You need to drink fluently and eat balanced foods. This is to help the growth of the baby flow better." She began to leave but then stopped and spun round. "You also need to take these prenatal vitamins."

"Thank you." Both of the doctors seemed generally surprised I said thank you; making me just want to reach out and slap them.

When they leave, I settle back and think about what happened. You can't tell if someone's pregnant until at least two weeks after conceived so how long exactly have I been out for?

I hear the door rattle. More people?! Weren't the first two enough?!

The door swings open and I see Maia and a random woman walk in. The woman was tall but not as tall as me. She had shoulder length black hair and looks a lot like Jax. My guess is that she's Jax's mum.

"Oh my baby!" she runs towards me with her hands outstretched. I try to wiggle and squirm away but it's to painful for me to use. Damn their family.

She then starts rubbing my belly and putting her ear to it and making stupid sounds with her mouth. I would comment on the stupid noise but one thing is bothering me more; why the fuck is she touching me?!

"Who do you-" I start but she interrupts me.

"Shut up." She says before proceeding to talk to my stomach again. My lip curls and a growl escapes my lips.

"Don't touch m-"

"I SAID SHUT UP!" She then decided to try and slap me. ME!

Bitch obviously wants a beating right now.

I grab her hand before I could even feel it close to my face. I put pressure on a specific spot until she is knelt in front of me.

"Look bitch, I don't care who the fuck you are but know a few things; don't ever EVER touch me again or I swear you won't ever be able to use that hand again. Second don't think can come and think you can try slap and tell me to shut up because you think you're some badass. Just stop because that's the type of thing that's gonna piss me off and make me show you how a REAL badass acts." I watch her scurry out the door sobbing. Good riddance.

"Hey Destiny!" Maia says cheerily. I look at her blankly. Does she really expect me to willingly talk to her?

"You were in a coma for a month," I continue to just stare at her. "You are injured on both of your legs and your wrist is broken" Wait so a gang leader who is probably trained to fight and kill was beaten by a girl who only had one uninjured limb? That's gotta take a hit to his reputation.

But damn! A whole month without eating or reading. There's so much I have to catch up on.

The door burst open and a tall well built man saunters in. He sees me and his eyes narrow. I smile at him and watch as he saunters over.

"So you want to threaten my wife eh whore? Imma kill you." He grabs my throat. The word whore doesn't piss me off like I know he wants it to.

I just about manage to choke out a laugh in response and spit in his face. I'm guessing this is Jax's dad. I look him over.

He has dyed dark brown hair which has streaks of grey scattered around. I don't know what he looked like when he was younger but from what I can see now, time hasn't served him as well as it could have.

"I don't think killing me is going to be the best thing." I cough out. His hand still hasn't left my throat but it does loosen when I spit at him.

"Of course it is. I'll be getting rid of a pest."

"Kill me and Jax's successor dies along with me."

"He can always find another person. That Cara girl doesn't seem to mind."

"No I shall not find another girl." Jax comes onto the scene and pulls his dad off me.

As greatful as I am, I really don't want him or any of his family touching me. Ever.

"Go away Jax." His father commands but Jax doesn't seem to care.

"Father, you told me it was my choice and you can't change that."

"Well then teach her how to respect people and shut her mouth."

"Don't worry I will."
Excuse me?

"Keep dreaming." I bite out. I'm not taking this easy.

"Maia, take the tubes out."

She ripped them out and I glare at her.What happened to kind Maia?

Jax carries my bridal style and leaves me in a room as soon as she's done.

Usually I would tell him to put me down but I'm pretty sure I can't really walk at the moment.

He places me down when we get to a room I've seen so many times but at the same time, never.

It was basically a bigger, upgraded version of my bedroom.

Some of the differences including were the fact that there was a flat screen tv and a full size fridge.

"Everything from your room has been replicated here. From your comic book collection to your DVD's. I even took the liberty of adding a few more."

"Hmm"

"I added a fridge as the doctor said you should stay in bed for a few days. "

"Kay."

"Rest up, in a week we're going to a party."

"I'm not going."

"Of course you are."

"Right, keep thinking that."

He huffs in frustration at and leaves me alone in the room.

I drag myself to the edge of the bed and shakily stand on ny feet.

I spot a mirror in the corner so I gradually make my way over to it.

I look over myself. I could see scars all over my body. My ears has a rip in one area, my face slightly swollen and to think that's only the places you can see when wearing this top. Both my legs were red and had large bandages wrapped around the thigh. The sling seems to complete the image of a girl that looks broken but when I look into my eyes, I know that that was wrong. I'm not broken and I won't ever be. Jax better watch his back because I'm not going to be the Gang Leader's Pawn.