Read Rewriting Destiny (Forsaken Sinners MC #1) Online
Authors: Shelly Morgan
I make the hour drive in under thirty minutes, going at least ninety the whole way. I park my bike in front of the hospital and run inside.
When I reach the reception desk, the nurse looks up at me in fear.
“I’m here for Danielle DeChenne,” I say, trying to catch my breath.
“One moment, sir,” she says as she starts typing. I don’t have fucking time for this!
“Tell me where the fuck she is!” I yell, but before she can answer, someone comes up behind me and puts their hand on my shoulder. I turn around, intent on dropping the motherfucker who is keeping me from my girl, when Toby restrains me.
“It’s me, brother. You need to calm down before they kick you out. You won’t do her any good in jail, okay?”
I take a deep breath and turn back to the nurse behind the desk. “Can you tell me which room she is in and what is going on?” I say, my voice calmer, but still laced with anger. I need to get to her; she needs me.
“Sir, she’s still in the ER being checked out. If you could wait over there in the waiting room, the doctor will be out shortly to talk with you.” She points to a room with a TV and chairs. Even though I don’t want to sit back and wait, I know Toby is right. Heading in that direction, I notice for the first time that Louie is already there, along with Harlow.
After five minutes of sitting, I can’t take it anymore. Instead of going back up to the front desk, I pace the room. I need to get rid of this nervous energy somehow.
Ten minutes later, Mack and a couple of the other brothers come in. They see us waiting and bypass the nurse at the desk and come straight over.
“Do we know anything yet?” Mack asks, worry lining his face.
Toby answers for me, knowing if I stop pacing I’ll lose it again. “Nah, they haven’t said anything besides the doctor is still with her.”
Mack comes up to me and places his hand on my shoulder, stopping me in my tracks. “She’ll be all right, son, she’s a fighter. Whatever it is, we’ll handle it.”
I nod my head and go back to pacing.
An hour later, a doctor finally walks into the waiting room. “The family of Danielle DeChenne?” he asks the room. His eyes widen a bit when Mack, Louie, Toby and I all walk up to him.
“We’re her family. I’m her father, these are her brothers, and this is her fiancé”, says Mack, pointing to each of us.
The doctor looks skeptical, but must decide not to voice his disbelief. “Danielle was brought in after she passed out. We’ve run some tests on her and believe we know what happened. Her iron level is very low, she seems to be a little dehydrated and has a low blood sugar level. All of which can cause dizziness and fainting. I feel confident that it’s just from the pregnancy, and after the baby is born, everything will go back to normal. But for now, we have her on an IV to hydrate her and I will prescribe some iron tablets. We will also keep an eye on her blood sugar levels, but I think she will be fine.”
I’m staring at him in shock. He can’t be talking about Dani, can he? “She’s pregnant?” I whisper to no one in particular, but it gets the doctor's attention.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I thought you were aware of the pregnancy. Yes, she is indeed pregnant. About ten weeks, to be exact.”
I can’t believe it; I’m going to be a father.
All my brothers come up to me to slap my back, congratulating me. I smile at them all and then look back to the doctor. “Can I see her?” I need to be with her. I wonder if she knew she was pregnant.
The doctor gives me a smile and nods. “Of course, but only one at a time, please. She needs to rest.”
I follow him down the hall to a room that is closed off by a curtain. “Let me know if you need anything,” the doctor says before turning around and disappearing.
I take a deep breath before I pull the curtain aside and step into the room. I see Dani lying in a hospital bed looking as white as the sheet covering her. Her eyes are closed, so I quietly walk over to the bedside chair and take a seat. When she doesn’t move, I take her hand, bringing it to my lips for a soft kiss. “Thank you, Baby Girl. I promise, I’ll be the best father I can be to our child,” I whisper against her hand.
She stirs and slowly turns her head to look at me. A weak smile graces her lips, then her tongue peeks out to wet them. “Hey,” she croaks.
Grabbing the glass of water from the tray beside the bed, I bring it to her lips so she can have a drink. After taking a couple of swallows, she clears her throat. “What did the doctor say?”
I’m a little surprised that they told us before giving her the news. “You don’t know?” I ask, not sure what they told her, if anything.
“No, after I woke up in the ER, they asked me some questions and then hooked me up to an IV. I think I fell asleep after that. Do they know what happened to me yet?” She seems worried and completely in the dark.
I chuckle to myself before looking into her eyes. Before I can say anything, though, she calls me out. “What’s so funny?” She is smiling, so I know she isn’t pissed that I find anything in this situation funny.
“Well, this usually happens the other way around, but I guess we’ve never been traditional have we?”
She doesn’t respond, still waiting for me to tell her what happened.
“You’re pregnant, Baby Girl. You’re about ten weeks along.”
She looks at me first in disbelief, then shock, then confusion. “I’m pregnant? How is that possible? I’ve been on the pill for years.”
Not knowing how to even begin to answer that, I shake my head. “I don’t know, but it happened. You were dehydrated and anemic, which they are pretty sure is because of the pregnancy. They also said your blood sugar was low, so they are going to keep an eye on that.” I wait for her to respond, but she says nothing.
She turns her head and stares at the wall in front of her. Does she not want children? Is she upset that I’m the one who told her and not the other way around? I reach over and force her to look at me, my fingers on her chin. “Talk to me, Baby Girl. What’s going on inside that beautiful head of yours?”
When she still doesn’t say anything, I stand up and carefully move her over so I can lie down beside her. “Are you okay with this?” I really don’t know if she even wants kids. We’ve never talked about it before, not even when we were younger.
I wipe a stray piece of her hair away from her face and hold her. Whatever she needs from me, I will make sure she gets.
Finally, she looks up at me. “I don’t know if I want kids, Zane. I mean, what if I’m a horrible mother?” I can see tears building in her eyes and pray that they never fall. It brings me to my knees whenever she cries.
“Baby, you will be an amazing mother. You will love our baby fiercely and you will do anything for him, just like you do for everyone else. So of course you will be an amazing mother.” I hope she can see how much I mean what I said. It’s a shock to her right now, as it is for me, but hopefully she will get used to the idea. I will spend every second of every day showing her how great she will be with our child and how happy she has made me.
“But I don’t even remember my own mother. How can I be any good at this when I have nothing to base anything off of?”
This woman will never understand how amazing she is. “Dani, you may not have grown up with your mother, but you were raised by one of the best women in the world. Your grandmother loved you with all her heart and took such good care of you. Look at the woman you grew up to be. You’ll be perfect. It’s me we should be worried about corrupting our son.” That gets a small laugh out of her, which is what I was hoping for, even though I am a little worried myself.
She leans in and gives me a peck on the lips and smiles. “I love you, Zane.”
I wipe the tears from her face and kiss her softly one more time. “I love you too, Baby Girl.”
***
Danielle
I was released this morning after they monitored me overnight and did an ultrasound to check on the baby. I still can’t believe I’m pregnant and have no idea how it happened, but I guess it doesn’t matter.
Zane seems happy about having a baby and even though I’m a little scared, I am happy as well. He thinks it’s a boy and honestly, so do I. I can picture a little boy running around the clubhouse, causing trouble just like his father.
I don’t know what comes next, but I do know this—whatever destiny throws our way, we will get through it together. Life is good right now and I know it will only get better from here. It goes to show, if you stop letting destiny walk all over you, you will always come out on top. Live your own life and chose your own path—rewriting destiny.
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Acknowledgments
Wow, where do I even start? There are so many people I want to thank, so I’ll start at the top and go from there. If I leave anyone out, please know that you are not left out of my heart.
John—Thank you for being amazing to me and standing beside me through everything. I love you for everything you are, but for also allowing me to be who I am and encouraging me to live out my dream. You will never know what your love and support mean to me.
To my parents—You both are the best. I know most children say that about their parents, but you both really are the best there is. You always know what to say to me and your support and love is never-ending. I love you both!
To my dad—You needed your own special line. You are my superhero. You have always been the person I looked up to most and who I was always wanted to be proud of me. I have so many amazing memories of all the things I got to do with you as a child and still continue to do. I’ve always been Daddy’s Little Girl, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. So thank you, Daddy, for always being there for me and being the best father a girl could ever ask for or dream of having. I love you!
To my beta readers—Cupcake, Snapshot, and Squirrel. You ladies are amazing. I can honestly say that this story would not be what it is today if it weren’t for you three. You pushed me when I needed it, told me how it is, and gave me the encouragement I needed to finish this book. Thank you so much! :)
To Smooth at Smooth Fx in Sauk City, WI—You are way more than just my tattoo artist, you have been a real support and help while writing this book. Thank you for answering my hundreds of questions about tattooing and the MC lifestyle. I hope you know what it has meant to me and that I truly value your opinion. Thank you for everything! P.S.S. I need to schedule my next tattoo soon.
To all my Facebook followers—thank you all so much for your love and support! You all mean the world to me!
About the Author
I grew up in a small town in Iowa. I have 2 older sisters and amazing parents. Growing up, I was always a daddy’s girl, hanging out with him in the garage, fishing, and building stuff. I loved to play softball and swimming, but reading, telling stories, and writing were my passion, even at a young age. I took a break from writing for a while, but you could always find me with a book in my hand.
I have three children–two boys and a girl. They are my whole world. Even when I’m having the worst day ever, they brighten up my day and make me smile.
A few years ago, there was this story that would always play out in my head and no matter how many times I went through it, from beginning to end, it would never fade. So I decided to put it on paper. I didn’t plan on publishing it, but when it was almost done, a friend asked to read it. She said it was a story that needed to be shared. And that’s what started my writing career.
I love all genres of books, and even though I started with writing MC Romance, I have a whole book of ideas, so you can expect more from me than just MC, though romance is in my blood.
Even though I currently work two jobs, my ultimate dream is to become a full time author. I want to be able to spend my days filling pages with stories. I want to be the reason people find a reason to smile or laugh from lines on a page. Reading a book allows me to live in someone else’s shoes, even if only for a few minutes. It’s a way to leave my life and troubles behind and I want to be help others do that as well.