Chapter 15

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"Holy shit...you've got to be kidding me. How did he even get out?" Travis says worried.

"I don't know...I'm shocked myself. He cannot know that I am alive. He cannot know that I have a child. Who knows what he would do."

"Well, let's not worry about him right now. What do you want to name him?" Travis asks.

"Hmmmmm...I was thinking Izayah. It's what we planned in the first place."

"That's fine. I was thinking the middle name to be Jerome. How's that sound babe?"

"I love it baby. Sign the papers and come lay in bed with your new family."

*hours later*

*knock knock* "Ms.Mason? You have a visitor" the doctor says.

"Okay! One second please."

I get dressed quickly and change Izayah's diaper. I was never expecting a visitor though. I open the door and see him..

"Dad..."

"Hello my love. Long time no see."

Travis gets up to see who it is and looks at me weirdly.

I whisper in his ear "it's him.."

He looks at my dad up and down, thinks for a moment, and starts punching him to death.

"TRAVIS, TRAVIS GET OFF OF HIM!!"

I pull Travis off of my dad and bring him back to the hospital bed. I give him the baby and walk back to dad.

"What're you doing here?"

"I wanted to see my grand child. May I not?"

"No you cannot. Now get out." I say sternly

He gets up into my face, breathing heavily, rubbing his hands up and down on me. I tense up and memories flash through my head.

*cmon baby girl, you can take it. Let daddy give it to you hard*

I start to cry silently.

"Travis take the baby and leave."

He looks at me confused, "no, I'm not leaving you alone with this maniac."

"I said take the fucking baby and leave now!"

Travis gets up and grabs all his and Izayah's stuff and leaves. As soon as the door closes, dad tries to come onto me. I walk back slowly with my hand behind my back trying to grab the scissors. As soon as he gets close enough, I stab the scissors into his chest, slowly putting it in. I want him to feel the pain, I want him to die slowly. Now he feels the pain I do. I grab my stuff and leave, leaving him laying there to die.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 26, 2015 ⏰

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