Free The Third Wife by Jordan Silver Page B

there's a
missing circle in this bitch. I felt a panic attack coming on.
    "Alana, Alana,
breathe baby." He pulled me into his arms trying to calm me the hell down.
Don't ask me why but I burst into tears. I started blubbering some shit. I
don't even know what I was saying at this point. He led me over to the couch
and laid down with me. My heart was beating so hard I
thought I would pass out. All I could think was that I wanted mom.
    "Tell me what's scaring you about this
baby."
    "I don't know, the fact that I'M EIGHTEEN
YEARS OLD MAYBE." Was he laughing at my melt down? I punched him in the
gut but he was too close for me to do much damage and he was smart too because
he blocked my knee from getting to the family jewels. "Don't you laugh at
me Cody Jackson, you did this to me." Now I was whining.
    "Ah, Wildflower, we don't know for sure
that you are."
    "Oh yes I do. I'm regular as clockwork, how
could I have missed it? Damn, tricked by the dick. You kept feeding me dick to
make me stupid." He had the nerve to laugh out loud. Boy am I gonna make
him pay for this.
    I had to stop and
think, do what I always do; search my heart and see where I was at. So, I'm a
married lady, have the rock to prove it. Check. I have enough money to support
me and my kid if that need ever arise. What! Motherfuckers lose their minds
everyday. Check. I love, love, love babies. Check. It could look like my Cody,
fucked up hair and all. Check. It would piss of the Bobsie twins. BONUS.
JACKPOT. Okay, I admit it's kinda sick that that thought alone made my angst
all but disappear. I'm one fucked up individual.
    I didn't even notice that Cody was on the phone
until he hung up. "Let's go."
    "Where're we going?" I barely had time to get the words
out before he was picking me up from the couch and placing me on my feet.
"The doctor's of course, we need to find out one way or the other. You
seem better, you calm now?"
    "Just peachy baby daddy." I pinched
his cheek.
    "That was quick."
    "That's how I roll, no use trying to change shit you have no
control over."
    "Smart cookie." I got a kiss before we headed out.
    "What about my car?" I asked this as he led me to his
Aston Martin. I loved this fucking car, and Cody behind the wheel, fuck hot.
“I'll have one of the guys drive it home."
    "Uh, I'm not sure I want anyone else driving my baby." I
pouted.
    "And I don't want my baby driving right
now." He kissed my pouty lips.

 
    So off to the doctor
we went, he had to be a hundred and ten if he was a day. The chick behind the
desk was making goo goo eyes at my hubby. I gave her
the finger behind Cody's back, that's how we do it in Cali. Her eyes just about
bugged out of her head. Yeah bitch you ain't never met
a one like me. I already got two vipers to deal with don't even think about it.
    Cody stayed with me
the whole time, which was good cause I'm known to slap a motherfucker who
pricks me with a needle. Cody did most of the talking while I looked around at
all the pictures on the walls of women in differing stages of pregnancy. Huh,
that shit could be me soon. Baby daddy didn't want to wait until the next day
for results so we sat in the waiting room for like ever while they did whatever
the hell they did to figure shit out.
    "You know we could've bought one of those
home things."
    "No, I want to be one hundred percent
sure." He's so cute. He had his hand around my neck and was kissing my
hair or my temple by turns.
    Grandpa Moses
finally called us back into his office to give us the news. Knocked way the
hell up, and from the looks of things it happened on our honeymoon which means
I'm already two months along. Somewhere between the doctor telling us the good
news and returning to the car Cody lost his damn mind.
    "No more long walks off to nowhere by
yourself Alana. And I have to look into this soap thing. I'm not sure you're
supposed to be around that stuff right now."
    "Uh huh." I was barely listening to
him I was too busy reading the little pamphlets the