Taylor vs Reid (GxG)

Part 15 - {My Peace}

TW// mentions of sexual assault and suicide. There is a letter further down in this chapter that is a goodbye letter. Please, please feel free to skip the conversation between Reilly and the next victim and/or the letter if it is triggering for you. The letter is italicised. I also have some markers at the recommended areas to skip and resume. <3

Reilly's POV

My fingers travel back and forth on a slow path through Drew's hair. Its golden colour was so pretty. That paired with the silky smoothness of it was addicting. It was the start of a new habit.

Apart from the dim night light providing a bit of light, and the soft glow of the moonlight streaming in through the window, Drew's bedroom was dark. It was quiet too with the only sound being Molly's voice coming through my phone's speaker and Drew's steady breathing.

She was lying half on top of me, asleep. Her head was snuggled comfortably into my chest, her hand softly clinging to part of the blanket and part of my shirt. Her body was warm and soft, smooth and overall, comfortable. I subtly sniffed her hair and snuggled her sleeping body tighter. God, I love her so much.

"Reilly?"

"What?" I tried focusing on Molly again.

"Did you fall asleep?"

"No... I just. So, Nona isn't coming for your birthday is what you're saying?"

"Yeah," she confirmed, a sigh accompanying the word. "She still doesn't feel well so her doctor is recommended no flying for the next six months."

"Sucks," I pouted and glanced down at my baby in my arms again. She was so cute. "I wanted Drew to meet her."

"Aww! You sound so in love." Molly cooed and it made me flustered even from all these miles away. "I never thought I'd see the day."

My blush deepened. "You know, Molly, since the very first moment I met this woman, I knew this day wasn't far behind. It was as if, I could feel it in my soul, you know?"

"I wish I could say I do," she answered and I could see her walking around the house in the dark. She opened a door slowly and shoved her head inside, her expression immediately stoicism. "Sammy and Irelee, bed now!"

"Who's Irelee?" The question was automatic and I couldn't help but ask.

Molly didn't respond to me right away, conversing with the kids for another minute before leaving the room and closing the door behind her again. "I knew I heard them," she murmured. "It's twelve am and they're playing with cars."

"Who's Irelee?"

"She's Sammy's new friend," she explained. "And her Mom is kind of my new friend I guess....if she doesn't kill me."

I cocked a brow, my interest piqued. "Her Mom is your new friend, huh? And you're babysitting her kid."

"Don't even go there," she told me scoffing at the question. "She has two girlfriends so...and they just had new babies, twins so doubt they're looking to add anything else to their lives right now. Plus, she has two girlfriends, did I mention that? A cold-hearted killer and she's a narcissistic piece of shit."

I laughed. "A narcissistic piece of shit that you like."

"Not like that. She's just...really cool to hang out with a guest. Plus, her kid and Sammy are friends and he could use some friends around his age."

"True," I admitted, thinking about it. Sammy really didn't have many friends, which didn't make sense to me with how friendly and outgoing he was. He tends to pick and choose his friends. I wonder why he chose Irelee. I wonder why Molly didn't choose the Mom. Haha