Sinful Mates 1-3 novel Chapter 157

　　Evelyn’s POV

　　I was woken suddenly by arguing. Sitting up, I was in a bed. The last thing I remember was being in the car. Looking around Thaddeus was arguing with Orion while Ryland was in between trying to break it up.

　　“I told you not to fucking leave, and you still went. What did you? We can’t keep moving her around like this.”

　　“It doesn’t matter Orion we have to go before the police get called and come here” Thaddeus says. I could feel through the bond his darkness was seeping out of him though he seemed pretty under control for how sickly twisted it felt through the bond.

　　“What’s going on?” I ask, all their heads snapping to me on the bed.

　　“Nothing Babe we just need to leave,” Thaddeus says walking over and scooping me up off the bed.

　　“I need to pee,” I tell him, the baby felt like it was sitting on my bladder, he places my feet on the ground, my legs buckling under me from not having moved for so long. Thaddeus hand grabs me steading me. I push his hand away. “I’m fine” I tell him, and he lets go.

　　I was not fine. I felt exhausted, ridiculously exhausted. My muscles aching, even my bones aching with every step I took. This baby has zapped the energy right out me, my belly so hard and round I could no longer see my see my feet. Just bending or moving slightly made my lungs wheeze.

　　Quickly using the bathroom, I walk out to find the bedroom empty apart from Thaddeus, sitting on the bed with his head in hands. He looks up when I step out before walking over to me and grabbing me, obviously not willing to wait for me to hobble down the stairs.

　　“Where are we going?” I ask shivering when the cold chill of the air brushes over me as he steps outside.

　　“Home,” he says, making me look at him.

　　“Really?” I ask excited to finally not have to run anymore. We had been on the move for ages never staying in one place for more than a night. Orion opens the car door when we approach before sliding across the seat. Thaddeus places me in my seat before getting in the driver’s side and starting the car.

　　I try clipping the seatbelt in, but no matter where I put it, it dug into my belly. My skin was tender from stretching so quickly, every piece of me felt bruised even though there were no visible marks. Unclipping the belt, I try to get comfortable.

　　“Evelyn seatbelt,” Orion protests trying to force it around me. I swat his hands away, annoyed.

　　“No, it irritates my skin,” I tell him.

　　“You need to put it on” Orion growls pulling me to his side and trying to wrap the middle belt around me.

　　“Orion leave her” Ryland growls back at him.

　　“You know what fine, pull over” Orion says angrily.

　　“I will put it on, just stop it please” I beg him, trying to click the belt in. Every day they argue over something, every day we are trapped in this car all they do is fight, I was sick of it.

　　Thaddeus pulls the car over and Orion hops out, slamming the door in my face as I lean over trying to stop him from leaving. Thaddeus gets out after him and they start screaming at each other. I try to drown them out sick of hearing the same bullshit.

　　“You okay Hun” Ryland asks, the headlights illuminating them as they fight on the side of the highway.

　　“No, they just don’t stop. They are always at each other’s throats” Ryland reaches for me over the back of the seat, and I go to waterworks, stupid fucking pregnancy hormones. One minute I am fine, the next either raging over nothing or crying. I miss my normal body, miss being able to see my own feet.

　　Wiping my tears, they were still arguing over god knows what.

　　“What are they even fighting over?” I ask. Ryland shrugs.

　　“Thaddeus apparently killed someone, and Thaddeus has been trying to explain something to him, but Orion is just being an asshole and not listening and talking over him because he doesn’t want to keep moving you.”

　　Argh this is a nightmare. “Who did he kill?”

　　“No, idea” Orion won’t let him explain.

　　I huff annoyed at sitting on the side of the road.

　　Climbing over the seat, I hop in the driver’s seat. It was a tight squeeze fitting between the two front seats, and I am fairly sure I smacked Ryland in the head with my bulging belly.