Darcy's Downfall

by Erin Osborne

  I catch him running towards me from a few feet away. Grabbing my hands, he slowly and carefully helps me off the stage while trying to cover my stomach and ass from anyone else seeing it. It’s obviously too late for that, but I’m thankful that he’s at least trying to protect my modesty. Bailey and Whitney sober immediately when they see my dilemma and help me sit back down in the chair I vacated earlier.

  Tears are running down my face from embarrassment and shame and all I want to do is go to Riley’s apartment. Melody hands me a bottle of water while Keira hands me some napkins to wipe my nose and clean my face up a little bit. While I’m thankful that they’re trying to help me, I’m ready to go.

  “Riley, do you mind if I head over to your house now? You guys can enjoy the rest of the show, but I’m ready for bed,” I ask her, turning to face her and showing her that I really don’t want to be here anymore.

  “Are you sure?” she asks, leaning forward to put her hand on my arm and so I can hear her better. “I can go with you so you’re not alone.”

  “No, please stay. If you don’t mind, I’ll just go to the second bedroom and go to bed,” I tell her, standing and wiping myself off. “I’ll see if Shadow can go with me while Mike stays with you guys.”

  Riley nods her head and I begin to make my way to the exit. Shadow and Mike are standing there watching us and avoiding all eye contact with the men on stage. Before I can tell them that I’m ready to go, I’m surrounded by the rest of the girls. I guess that they’re ready to leave now too. This isn’t what I wanted, and I hate that they’re all leaving because I want to go now instead of enjoying the rest of the show.

  “I’m sure that you guys can stay and watch the show,” I tell them, turning to face them and placing my hand on my belly for comfort.

  “No. We didn’t think this all the way through and you got hurt because of it. I’m so sorry,” Bailey tells me. “So, now we’re going to go back to Riley’s and have some girl time. We need to make sure that everything is ready for tomorrow morning anyway.”

  I can tell that at least half the girls are pretty buzzed, and I don’t know how they plan on doing anything before they pass out. I’m glad they were enjoying themselves though. Next time, I’ll be able to join in and have a good time. This will become a distant memory and we’ll laugh about it soon enough.

  The ride to Riley’s is thankfully uneventful and I’m more exhausted than ever before. I’m not sure if it’s all the events from today that finally caught up to me, or just what happened a little while ago on stage. But, I’m ready for bed and nothing is going to keep me out of it. Hopefully they all understand. Especially since my eyes are already starting to droop and I don’t know if I am going to make it the next few minutes to her house.

  Riley and Keira wake me up as Bailey shuts the SUV off. Shadow is already at my door to help me in the room while the rest of the girls do what they have to. I’m told to go in Riley’s room and get in bed while she helps get the rest of the girls whatever they need for the rest of the night and then she’ll be in. That’s the last thing I remember before my eyes close and I fall into a dreamless sleep.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Crash

  TODAY IS THE DAY I’VE BEEN waiting for. Darcy is going to become ours officially and I have been counting down the hours until we get to see her. Trojan and I sat off to the side most of the night while the rest of the guys partied and watched the strippers. We drank ourselves as drunk as we dared to get while naked women and club girls surrounded us. To the outsider, it would look like a normal party. Unfortunately, those haven’t held any appeal for my brother and I since Darcy came into our lives.

  Hearing a knock on my door, I drag my tired ass to it and fling it open without making sure I’m even halfway decent. Red is standing at my door as I answer it naked as the day I was born. What the fuck? She knows she’s not supposed to be here right now and I’m not going to deal with her shit an hour or so before I get married to the girl of my dreams.

  “What the fuck do you want? You know you’re not supposed to be here today,” I ask her, letting the annoyance and anger come out fully in my voice.

  “I thought you could use some relief before you tie yourself to one pussy for the rest of your life,” she tells me, going to run her hand down my naked chest.

  “Not in your dreams bitch!” I holler out. “Gage, Grim, someone get the fuck up here!”

  Gage, Grim, and countless other men come pounding up the stairs. They take one look at me and then Red. Some of them are thinking the worst, but those that know me, know that I wouldn’t touch this bitch with a twenty-foot pole and some other guy’s cock. I take a minute to calm down before I explain the situation. Red stands there, shifting from one foot to the other while she tries to figure out how she’s going to get out of the mess she currently finds herself in. I’m done with this bitch and I know that Gage has had more than one complaint about her as of late.

  “I was just wakin’ up when there was a knock on my door. I figured it was Trojan comin’ to make sure that I was up and startin’ to get ready. When I opened the door, this bitch stood there. Wantin’ to give me some ‘relief’ before I got married today,” I tell the men surrounding me, not sparing the cum guzzler in front of me a glance. She doesn’t deserve anything from a single one of us.

  “Red, this is not the first time I’ve had to fuckin’ talk to you about this shit!” Gage yells at her, taking one slow step after another toward her. “You are no longer welcome at any of the Wild Kings clubhouses! Not only did you know you weren’t supposed to be here today, you have once again tried to get a brother that is claimed to fuck you. We don’t condone cheatin’ and you’re not that fuckin’ good to begin with. Get your shit and get the fuck out of my clubhouse!”

  Gage tells Wayne to follow this bitch and make sure that she leaves in less than five minutes. If she can’t manage to get all her shit, and just the shit she came in with, then it’s no longer hers. Wayne quickly follows the bitch and I walk back into my room. Trojan follows me with a bag. He sits down on my bed and starts taking shit out of it, laying it all out beside him.

  There’s a new pair of jeans for both of us with black button down long sleeve shirts. We may not be wearing tuxedos or suits, but we are going to make sure that we look good for Darcy. This day is about the three of us and I know that we want it to be special for her. I know the men have something planned for today too, but Trojan and I have no clue what it is. They’re being tight lipped about it.

  I jump in the shower as quick as I can so that Trojan can jump in after me. There’s guys in every available room getting ready, so we decided that he’d just shower in here and we’d get ready together. It’s easier and I know that he’ll calm me down and I’ll calm him down. We’re both nervous wrecks about Darcy meeting us at the end of the makeshift aisle. For some reason, we both believe that she’s going to pull a runner and not meet us there.

  “You’re up,” I tell him, walking back into my room with a towel wrapped around my waist.

  Trojan walks into the bathroom and shuts the door behind him. There’s already towels and everything in there for him, so I get dressed while he’s washing up. As soon as I have my jeans and boots on, I make sure that my hair looks good and slather some gel in it to stay in place. By the time I’m done with that, Trojan is walking back out the same way I did. He grabs his jeans and throws them on before putting his socks and boots on. After he makes sure his hair is good, we put our shirts on and make our way down to the bar.

  Tank and Glock are the first two that we see sitting enjoying a beer before the ceremony begins. We order our own and sit down next to the two men. For the next twenty minutes or so we shoot the shit and try to keep our minds off the wedding and everything about it. That’s the only way that we’re going to get through the next little while without getting completely smashed. More of our brothers come down and once we’re all here, Gage stands up and makes a toast.

  “Crash and Tr
ojan are the first in this charter to get an old lady and get married to her. They have found a woman that accepts them for who they are and loves them regardless of their cavemen tendencies and boneheaded ideas,” he pauses as the men surrounding us laugh at the accuracy of his statement. “May we all be lucky enough to find what they have and find the ones that we’re meant to be with.”

  We all raise our drinks and salute one another. Even though none of us will willingly admit it, we want to find the girl we’re supposed to spend the rest of our lives with. Darcy is truly the one that’s meant for us and she takes our shit and gives it back when she can. She knows when to give it back and when not to. Darcy truly was made for us.

  Darcy

  Waking up, I go to the bathroom and hop in the shower. I’m not sure if anyone else is up, but I’m in a hurry to get ready. The quicker that I get ready, the sooner I can get back to the clubhouse where my men are. That’s not to say that I don’t have an immense case of nerves right now. A million and one questions play on a constant loop in my head with no stopping them. Are Crash and Trojan going to be waiting for me at the end of the aisle? Will I truly make them happy for the rest of our lives? Will they get bored and cheat on me with club girls or whatever other female sparks their interest? Even feeling the baby move doesn’t stop the barrage of questions.

  Once I’m out of the shower, I wrap myself in the robe I brought from home. As soon as I got further along in my pregnancy, I knew that I wanted to have a robe for when I wanted to walk around without a lot of clothes on. Crash and Trojan ran out and got me a soft, fuzzy white robe covered in hearts. It goes down to my knees and I love the feeling of it against my skin. When I’m not with my men and missing them, I feel like they’re close to me. It may sound weird, but that’s how it is with me.

  “You up and okay in there?” Riley asks me from the other side of the door.

  “Yeah,” I answer, opening the door and seeing Riley and the rest of the girls standing on the other side in various forms of dress, hair, and make-up. “You’ve all already taken showers and stuff?”

  “Yep. We’ve been up for a while. While you were getting your beauty sleep, we were making sure everything was set up at the clubhouse and started getting dressed,” Bailey tells me. “Now, we’re all about getting you ready and making sure today is a day nothing less than you and the guys deserve. It’s going to be the best day yet. At least until the little one is born.”

  “Do we have a name picked out yet?” Melody asks, trying to get the name out of me. Again.

  “Not happening. Nice try though,” I tell them, letting the laughter flow freely and feeling my nerves lessen a little bit.

  For the next hour, I’m dressed, my hair is done by Riley, and Maddie does my makeup. The girls finish getting ready and we all pile into the SUV and make our way to the clubhouse. With every mile we drive, my nerves begin to climb higher and higher again. It’s to the point that I can feel my hands shaking and my leg begins tapping on the floor in front of me.

  Bailey and Skylar run in and make sure that everything is set up the way it’s supposed to be. Maddie and Keira go in ahead of us to make sure that Crash and Trojan aren’t in the main room so that I can go in and hide in the game room downstairs until it’s time to walk down the aisle to my men.

  As soon as we make our way into the room I’ll be waiting in, Tank knocks on the door with one of the triplets. It’s Brax, I think. He walks in, holding two different bags and makes his way first to his wife, giving her a hug and kiss with a few whispered words. Once he’s done with her, he makes his way over to me, handing me the bags and waiting for me to open them. The first bag contains a dainty bracelet in the same design as my engagement ring. It’s platinum and I instantly fall in love with it. The same way that I did with my ring. It fits the three of us perfectly and I can’t wait to see what the other bag contains. Before I can move on though, Tank tells me to look at the inside of the bracelet. Carefully turning it over in my hands, I see our three names engraved with our wedding date. Below that it says, ‘You are our world, our sunshine, our home’.

  Setting the first bag to the side, with Whitney helping me put the bracelet on, I open the second bag to see a hair clip with diamonds and emeralds sprinkled throughout it. The part where the gems rest is in the shape of three hearts contacted to one another. I can’t help the tears that start to fill my eyes knowing that I’m not going to let one single tear slip down my cheek and ruin all the hard work that these girls have done today. Riley takes the clip from my hand and places it in my hair so that everyone can see it when they’re behind me.

  “Tank, please tell them that I love the gifts. Can you take Maddie up with these for them please?” I ask him, picking up the two bags that I brought with us.

  I found them matching leather bands holding a small platinum plate that I had engraved with our son’s initials. That way, they could show them off and no one would know what it stood for. We’re keeping this secret until our son makes his entrance into this world. I hope that they love them as much as I love the gifts that they got me. I’ll never be able to thank them for everything they’ve given to me.

  Maddie and Tank leave the room as I sit in the chair and wring my hands together. Looking at the clock on the wall, I see that we have about ten more minutes before it’s time to head on out to meet my men at the end of the aisle. I’m getting excited and I am ready to head out there now.

  “You doing okay?” Skylar asks me, sitting down next to me with Reagan next to her.

  Reagan is going to be our flower girl while Jameson is the ring bearer. We wanted to have more of the kids involved, so Anthony helped sit everyone while the younger kids are going to stand in the aisle and help Reagan throw flowers from where they’re standing. It’s the best that we could come up with and the girls fell in love with the idea.

  “I’m ready to go now,” I tell her honestly, standing up and beginning to pace the floor. “But, before I head out there, I guess I better head to the bathroom one more time, so I don’t have to go halfway through the ceremony.”

  She helps me in the bathroom and holds the back up my dress up while I do my business. I should be embarrassed that someone else is in here helping me go to the bathroom, but I can’t. Skylar isn’t even looking in my direction, but she’s looking in the mirror above the sink farther down the wall from where I am. It’s high enough that she can’t see me. Finally finished, I stand up and wash my hands before we head back out to the game room.

  Pops is standing there waiting for us. I’m not sure what he wants from me, but we’re about to find out. As soon as he sees us, he stops talking to Bailey and makes his way over to me. he looks me up and down, not in a creepy way, but in a proud father kind of way that makes my eyes begin to tear up again. I guess today is the day for me to be an emotional wreck as everything makes me want to start crying.

  “You look beautiful Darcy. I have a question for you before you make your way out to your men,” he says, before turning to look at his daughter who nods her head. “Would you like me to walk you down the aisle? It would be my honor to do this for you.”

  Taking a minute to look back and forth between the man standing before me and his daughter, I mull over the question and think of my own father. He’s missing this day with me and I can’t help but let one tear fall at my loss. “I would be honored to have you walk me down the aisle Pops,” I tell him honestly.

  A smile brighter than the sun breaks out on his face and he holds his arm out for me to hang on to. Finally, I take in the way he’s dressed and see that he’s wearing a nice pair of jeans with a grey button-down shirt on under his cut. He looks amazing and now I really can’t wait to see my men.

  As we get to the back door of the clubhouse, I hear the song Marry Me by Thomas Rhett start to play. I’ve played this song a few times since getting engaged to Crash and Trojan and they must have chosen this song without my knowledge. Tears form, again, at knowing they were paying attention to every
thing I have done or said since we started planning today. It shouldn’t come as any surprise though since they pay attention to me every single day and anticipate what I want, and need, the best that they can.

  We finally get to walk through the door and my eyes land on the bikes lined up on the outside of the chairs, the kids standing tall and proud on the inside of the aisle, the green flower petals lining the aisle, and all of the guests standing and looking at me. My focus finds Crash and Trojan standing up front, tall, sexy as fuck, and dressed up in a way. They’re wearing black long sleeve shirts tucked into their jeans with their cuts resting on top of it. There’s my world standing there with love shining from their faces as they look back at me. A peacefulness comes over me and I know that I’m walking towards home and the rest of my life.

  Trojan

  Standing in front of my family and our friends, I take a deep breath as the song we chose for Darcy to walk down the aisle begins to play. Everyone turns their attention to the door, waiting for a glimpse at the woman that brings our entire world into focus. The woman that has given us more than we could have ever hoped for, and the woman that makes us want to be the best men we can be.

  On my first glimpse of her, I see her hair piled on top of her head, the clip that we bought shining bright while tucked into her hair, while little ringlets frame her face and down her back. The dress that she chose emphasizes where our son lies safe. It’s white with small straps going over her shoulders and a thin green ribbon circles right under her full tits. Beginning under the ribbon, the dress flows down around her ankles and sways with her steps toward us. The smile lighting up her face shines bright enough to light a biggest area on the darkest day. Darcy is absolutely radiant and I’m glad that we get to call her ours. There is nothing but love pouring from her and it’s amazing to witness the purity of it.