fearless

Chapter 41: Sexual

Song: Not Letting Go- Tinie Tempah feat. Jess Glynne

TY'S POV {entire chapter}

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"You're not going back. That was the scariest shit I've ever been through and I already told your mom." I massage Maddie's shoulders in the shower.

She turns to face me. "It's my job." She sighs. "Not anymore!" I say, poking her nose. She smiles up at me, wrapping her small, delicate arms around my chest.

She pulls away. Hurt flows through my body. "I love you, Ty. You know that right?" She sputters softly.

I pull her to me. "Yes. I love you, too, Maddie. So much." She grins against my skin, and I smile.

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Another boring day at the tattoo parlor. Maddie isn't here, so I have no one to really talk to; it's just Bud and I.

I never really talk to Bud. It's so awkward when I do that I just give up, because it normally happens at the water dispenser in the break room. I snap myself out of my thoughts and look over at him.

Bud is working on a tattoo, so I decide to call Maddie. I dial her number and press call. It rings three times and then she picks up. "Hello?" She asks. "Hey Maddie." I say.

"Oh Hey Ty. What's up?" She is probably sitting in front of the television at home if it were my guess. "I'm bored. There's nothing to do up here." I sound like a whining five-year-old.

"I'm coming up there. I can still work at the tattoo parlor." She takes a breath. "Bye." Then the line goes dead. I hold the phone away from my ear, and turn it off.

I lean back in my chair and study the ceiling. It's made of black tiles.

There are spotlights that rotate and change colors hanging from the ceiling. Then a cloud of beauty appears in my field of vision. I press a kiss to Maddie's lips.

"I've missed you." I say, and its true. I always miss Maddie, even if she's just across the room from me.

I miss her presence, the warmth she brings into the room when she's there, the way she always lights up a room no matter what she does.

I've known that ever since I stepped into this tattoo parlor nearly a year ago.

"I've missed you, too." She says, and then sits down across from me, or at least tries to. I pull her back to sit on my lap. When she sees that there's no escape, she just gives up. You can tell she's pregnant. Her stomach seems to be growing bigger everyday. It's big enough to tell now.

"I came here to talk to you." She sighs, and then turns to look at me.

What if she doesn't want to be with me anymore? I bet she's found someone better. I've never been the guy. I knew it.

Thoughts embed themselves before I have a chance to even think them through. "It's about our house." I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding on to.

"What is it?" I ask, sounding a little cranky. I never like talking about things like this. Our house is fine. We don't need to move. We don't need to redecorate.

"I want to move to a different house. So many bad things have happened in that house for me and I just feel so restrained in that house." She stops for a breath.

"I want a house for you and I. You and I to raise our family in." She finishes. That wasn't what I was expecting. I rub circles on her lower back. She turns to face me, and her face is serious. My eyes drift down to her soft, plump lips, and I press a kiss to them.