Call...me...DADDY....(Complete)✔

She's Gone

Antonio

I'm on a plane to go and retrieve my bride. For her being such a smart girl she made a stupid choice to go back to the place were it would be easy for me to find her. After running a trace on her phone I was able to find out that she went back to the town of Downward, I really am curious why she would want to go back there. Maybe to get some answers or maybe she thought she could just move on with her life without me which is absolutely laughable to me, Dallas will never be rid of me. I will drag her black ass back kicking and screaming if I have to and anyone that stands in my way will die a slow painful death.

After getting a decent blow job for one of the stewardesses on my plane, I settled back in my private bedroom on my jet. I had a lot of built up tension and needed a release. As I settle down on my bed I get an email from my tracking team with an attached file, in the file they have attached pictures of a man named Caleb. It seems like he was released from the asylum in another town named Spooksville around the same time that my bride to be arrived in Downward.

I instantly became furious. Was she seeing this guy the whole time? After reviewing his file I'm shocked to see that he was the one that killed Dallas's mother and father along with his parents. So this must be the Ghost-Face killer huh? Alright seems like I'm going to have to  teach a lesson to this psycho about what happens when you mess with the most powerful man in the world.

Sara

Shit!

My heart drops as I stare at the two pink lines on the home pregnancy test. Don't get me wrong I'm happy that I'm pregnant but it couldn't come at a worse time. With everything going on with Jesse and his mother, I worry about my unborn child. I don't wanna lose another child.

I did everything in my power not to fall in love with Jesse. First of all it was weird because his dad and my mom had a thing going on. Then when his evil bitch of a mother killed my mother and killed my little brother as well. I mentally checked out, I ended up in a relationship with a very sinfully handsome Hispanic man named Javier who sold me on a fairy tale life, but turned around and treated me like shit and also put his hands on me. The final straw was when he came home on night high and drunk accusing me of flirting with his friends, we got into an argument which landed me in the hospital for two weeks. I found out that I was pregnant but lost the baby due to the trauma of my injuries, and I was broken.

Jeremiah ended up beating the shit out of Javier and chased him off. Jeremiah and myself bonded big time after the murder of our mother, we both took our mother's death hard. I closed myself off and ended up looking for love in all the wrong places, while Jeremiah threw himself into working and closing himself off from feeling anything. He was and is still very protective of me and will show up at anytime for anything or any reason, I know he hates Jesse with a passion and he has every reason too.I can't help but think that he blames Jesse for our mother's death though and it wasn't Jesse's fault, it was Jesse's evil ass mother's fault.

Jesse and I really bonded over the loss of his father and the loss of my mother. Over the years he and I stayed close and when I started dating Javier, Jesse was always supportive and a shoulder to cry on when I was having issues with Javier. When I broke up with Javier Jeremiah and Jesse both nursed me back to health. Jesse would take me to all my therapy appointments and check on me from day to day. I couldn't help but fall in love with him.

When he became mayor and ran with that racist platform I knew what he was doing and trying to do. I didn't agree at all and it caused tension in my relationship with my brother and also my relationship with Jesse. You may think that I was stupid and acted dumb, but I ask you this how sane are we when we are in love? We all do crazy in explainable things when our hearts are involved and this is mine.

What that being said I cannot keep up this facade anymore. There is a child involved and I have to do what's best for my baby, and if I have to break my own heart to do what's best for my unborn child then so be it.

I texted Jeremiah to see where he is at and he texted me back saying "at my bae house". I cannot wait to meet the woman who has my big brother's nose wide open, I was worried that Jessica's hoe ass was going to wear my brother down one day. I keep trying to tell her ass that my brother don't do snow bunnies but she can't seem to get it through her thick skull.

I really hope Jesse understands why I'm about to do what I'm doing. I truly love him, but I love my unborn child more.

Poor Sara....

Happy Friday the 13th!!!!

Pulse check...how are ya'll feeling this book???

Javier