[thoughtless]

Cameron's heart skipped a beat as the voice drifted through the darkness like a smokey tendril. Brink The man appeared as if out of nowhere. His lover. His child's father. But his instant of relief what quickly crushed by the cruelty of his words. Brink always had a temper but never like this. Not to him.
Camerone cried out as the man's wrenched him upward. Brink's eyes were so cold. What had he done to deserve such a look? The sidewalk stung like shards of glass against his battered and broken body. His belly sagged low as he was dragged--lower than it had been just hours before. The weight and pressure spread his hips wider. The ache in his back was unrelenting even as the contraction ended. Cameron wanted to ask so many questions but his lover's strong hand clamped down on his throat. He coughed and choked, clawing with both hands, smearing blood onto Brink's knuckled.
"P...ple...please..." He pleaded, unable to loosen the man's grip. His wounded arm felt useless and heavy. His vision darkened in the corners and he swore he heard his lover laugh as a gasped. "The...the ba...baby. Our...our baby..."