My Everything | 3

39~ Baby

𓇚𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐋𓇚

"I used to...I used to visit Roman." He face screwed, "But I thought he was hallucinating?" Her voice was angry, but I needed her to understand first, "He was. For the most part he was, I knew from my Dad, and I took advantage of that, I went to visit him, speak to him, and encourage him to see you and your mother." She shook her head.

"Are you telling me you were there the whole time and filled all his head with thinking you were here as what? For your satisfaction?" She She let go of my hand. Don't lose her. Don't do it.

"Tia. I had no choice, Kai was going to kill us both if he knee what I was doing and probably you-"

"Kai. That's his name, right?"

I pause again. Cursing myself for saying his name.

"Yes, that's his name. But, I need you to understand that what I did wasn't to hurt Roman, I was all alone too and knowing that he won't remember seeing me or remember if it was really me helped us both."

"Have...have you told him this?" I shook my head, "No, I haven't yet. I haven't told him about anything. He doesn't even know that Kai is my-"

"Father. I know."

No.

"Roman, I-"

"Tia, mum wants you. She got you a few things," Tia was quick to sense the tension. Standing up, she grabbed her shoes and walked back inside, closing the door behind her.

"Roman, I was going to tell you-" He holds his hand up, silencing me instantly.

He looks at me, his eyes piercing me with anger and sadness. "We will discuss this after." He angrily walls back inside, leaving me all alone outside.

No. This isn't how I wanted him to know. It was supposed to go differently. I was going to tell him when we were together, just us and I could lay everything out willingly.

Not forcefully.

"I'm sorry." I whisper to myself, wishing he heard that instead.

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Not a word was said between us. Nothing. He did a good job at avoiding me the whole night or playing like were fine for his mother and Tia, until they were out of our sight, he would either stop looking at me or not even touch me.

It cut me, terribly deep. However, I knew why he was doing it, I would've done that if he was in my position, and I don't blame him for his actions on bit. I just let him shut me out until we were able to talk about it.

"Will he ever come back?" I snap out of my head and focus back to our dinner, listening to what Tia had asked me, "What did you say?" She takes a sip of her water and then speaks, "Will he ever come back, your Dad?" Lara looks at her daughter then to me and then Roman, trying to figure out how she knew this.

I give her an apologetic look. She understands and nods her head, letting me speak and explain.

"No. He won't. Because, Roman and I"- I go to take his hand but he picks up his glass instead- "will make sure he won't come back to harm any of us," Tia looks worried when I said that, like something was on the tip of her tongue to say, "And you, will he come after you again?" Roman places his glass down, feeling his eyes state a deep hole in my temple.