The Princess and the Nerd 4

Epilogue

Dylan's POV

Baby Xander spent a couple of weeks in the NICU in order to monitor his development better. He was forcibly removed from my body before his full term.

I was released after couple of days because my body recovered fast. My heart sank my Ashley told me about my womb. That my chances of carrying another baby's slim due to the damage and infection that I received.

In the past, never in my life I have imagine carrying a child but the mystery of life was so amazing and beautiful that I wanted to experience it over again despite the pain, suffering and sacrifice.

As the saying goes, you won't know the value of what you loss until it was gone.

Martha Rogers a.k.a Elizabeth, John Donovan a.k.a Luke and Paul Simpson a.k.a Isaiah all pleaded guilty and pointed Ben as the mastermind. All of them was incarcerated for at fifteen years to life since they cooperated and was only manipulated by Ben.

The orchestrator, Ben on the other hand pleaded not guilty and when the news came out about who we has dealing with, no law firm wanted to represent him. Then he even fired the public defender that was assigned to his case. Later on, he decided to be his own lawyer. Mia buried his ass to the ground and since the evidence were all overwhelming plus the statements of his accomplishes, the jury came back fast with the verdict of guilty and sentence to life in prison without chance of parole.

It took me a whole month just to regain my full strength and against my friend's advise, I just needed to see him before he was sent away to the maximum security prison outside the state.

"Are you sure about this?" Van inquired for the nth time and I nodded. "Okay. I'll wait here."

I logged in the prison sheet and was guided to a visitor's room where we could speak privately. Of course, guards would be present just outside and he would be in chains. Anyway, he can't do anything to me anymore because I'm not carrying a tiny human which made me vulnerable at that time. I could clearly kick his ass.

I sat at the chair while I waited for him. As expected, both his hands and feet were in chain. "Aren't you going to sit?" I dead panned.

"Bitch!" He slammed his hands to the table.

"What? Got problem sitting?" I mocked. Van hinted something about making Ben's life miserable.

"You bitch!" He slammed his hands again and tried to tower me. The prison guard came to 'my rescue' but I waved them away.

"You're right. I'm a bitch." He seemed to calm down. "I'm Ashley's bitch." I grinned. "How about you? Whose bitch are you." Then he lost it and before he could make a move on me, I slammed his head at the table. "Rot in hell!!" I then signaled the guards to take him away.

"I'm going to get you! You bitch! You disgusting dyke! I'll get you!" He kept shouting until I can't hear him anymore.

"Feel better?" Van asked as I entered the car.

"Not even close." The damaged has been done. I can't carry a child anymore.

Also, he ruined everything that we planned for baby Xander. He was to supposed to be delivered at the hospital with Ashley and I while I squished all the blood and broke everyone from Ashley's hand just like how Andrea broke Dan's. My poor cousin had her arm bandaged for a week.

Ashley was supposed to cut the umbilical cord while Dan recorder every precious moment. Then the doctor would place Xander on by belly to do the baby crawl. We have watched a lot of videos where a new born crawl from his/her mother's baby until he/she reached the nipple and feed for the first time.

Ben deprived us all of that. Ben ruined everything and as much as I wanted him dead, we're not that kind of person. The sick bastard doesn't even care about his children who was separated by child services because they can't find a relative that's willing to take care of them.

"Give it time." Van tried to comfort me. "It'll get better."

"I know. I have a whole life ahead of me while he rot away for the rest of his miserable live." All I could do now was look forward. I got a beautiful wife and sons waiting for me at home. Life can only get better.

"You know... I heard his cell mate's a really big, fat guy." Van stated. "And I heard that he had quite an appetite."

"Hmmm... no wonder he remained standing." We both laughed.

"Hey Dy."

"Hmmm..."

"We finally did it!"

"Wow! Congrats! How far along is she?"

"Ten weeks. We're keeping if to ourselves first so don't tell anyone."

I made a zipping motion. "My lips are sealed."

Third Person POV

Ben was forcefully shoved at the corner of the laundry area. "Hello Samuel... Or should a I say Ben?"

"Who the hell are you?" He asked the mysterious man that was hiding in the shadows.

"No need to be hostile. We're on the same team." The man replied.

"What the hell do you want!?" Ben yelled.

"I believe we shared the same enemy." The man answered.

"That dyke?!" The man nodded and Ben grinned. "What did he do to you?"

"She stole my woman, sent me and my cousin here that resulted in his death." The man replied.

"At least show me your face and tell me who you are."

The man stepped from the shadow. He had a crew cut hair and had a long scar on his face that started from his right forehead down to his chin. "You can call me Chris."

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Extra! Extra!
This scene never happened.
*At the hospital*

Dylan: Why are you crying dad?

Dad: *sobs* You named you second son after me. *sobs* I'm so happy I thought you don't love me since you didn't named your first son after me. *sobs harder*

Dylan: *raised a brow* Mikey already had a name when we adopted him.

Dad: But you change his surname.

Dylan: *looks at Mikey* Son, do you want 'Alexander' to be added to your name?

Mikey: *thinking hard* I guess it won't hurt.

Dad: *beamed* Yay! Now that we all shared the same name. If you need to call three of us, then you'll just need to shout 'Alex!!!'

Dylan and Mikey: *sighed*

Dad: *started dancing around the room and nobody dared to stop him*