Our Invisible String (Complete Version)

46 (Taylors Version)

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My heart jumped just at the thought of this possibility. Abby could be Travis's daughter. Not just by heart but by blood as well. when i had started to remember that night things started to get clearer and clearer.

I had been black out drunk and found Lucas making out with some cheerleader. so, i had grabbed the first dude i could find and dragged him with me. somehow, we ended up by the bathrooms and the rest was history.

of course, i hadn't had a condom cause Lucas had insisted on carrying them himself, probably using it with that other girl.

it had been one of the best nights of my life in retrospective since i had gotten Abby that night. and now i might have shared that with the man i loved more than the air i breathed.

"Y-you mean Abby could be mine?" he whispered and moved to cup my face gently. happy tears rolling over my eyes before my feelings swept over me like a truck, tears of regret now pouring over my cheeks.

Travis could see the shift in my mood as crooned softly, one hand stroking over my stomach. „Hey baby what's wrong, talk to me" he gently coaxed.

„I-if only i hadnt been so drunk i would have remembered and Abby would never have to grow up without a dad. you could have been there for her from, befire she was born and instead i neglected her prenatally. I made her grow up with a single mother instead of two functional parents. I'm a monster!" I started sobbing, feeling Travis pull me close into his string embrace.

I held onto his shirt as i sobbed, my whole body shaking in his embrace as the guilt ate at me, a hungry beast. "Taylor." he said softly stroking over my back until my eyes met his, tears still welling up out of them.

"You couldn't have known. And neither could i. we were black out drunk, we both forgot about that night and even if you had remembered, we can't know if we'd still be together like we are now.

I was a stupid boy bac then, i wouldn't have been a great dad nor partner. There is a reason why we only found out now and why things have happened like they did. And God i wished i could say i would have wanted to know back then and i do but i also know, i wouldn't have been the dad Abby deserves back then like i can now be.

That is my Babygirl whether biologically or not but i wanna take the test so if she isnt we can start adoption proceedings. I'm not going to risk someone like Lucas trying ti take her away from us under any circumstances.

I'm here to stick with you princess, I'm here to stay. No matter if we take the offer, if Abbys mine or if everything stays as it is, I'm never going to leave you because you are the love of my life. And OUR daughters will be the most beloved babies you can ever imagine. I will make sure they know that and how much I love their mother every day of my life and never forget it.

I wanna show them what love looks like, with our example. I already want to beat up whoever will try to ever hurt them or treat them any less than they deserve to be treated like and I don't care if they're my blood or not for that."

My eyes started to tear up again at his words and God I just couldn't help but pull him down and seal his lips with mine, wrapping my arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss pulling me flush against him, careful not to squish my tummy, as his hands would down to my ass squeezing it.

I couldn't help but whine once he pulled away, earning myself a satisfied grin from my fiancé himself. "Common let's get back in there, I know they haven't been great to you but I want you to meet my friends. Most of them have just followed my lead back then, which I'm not proud of, but you're my girl so they will respect you." he pleaded and fuck, he knew exactly his puppy dog look made me give in every time.

"Okay fine but can we not stay too long? My ancles are starting to hurt." I complained earning myself a kiss from him which got him a grin in return.

Wrapping his arms around me, he guided us towards the table the all too familiar crowd of popular kids, mostly football players were sat at.

"There you are T-Dog" Chris, his former best friend called, making a dog sound and i did my best not to cringe at the nick name and gesture. I never understood their need to act like animals though they were quite good at matching this attitude with their manners.

Travis went bright red as if embarrassed by his old nickname, pulling me a bit closer. "Guys, you remember how I told you i met someone? Well, this is my fiancé, I'm sure you remember-"

"No way!" Heather one of the cheerleaders squelched, so shrill it almost made my ears ring, while I held closer onto Travis.

"You mean to say that you, the big bad Travis Kelce, football star, bully and prom king want to actually marry Taylor Yeti Swift. No freaking way you can tell me that, good joke, now stop fucking with us."

I looked up at the man I called my fiancé, waiting for him to defend me from her.

"Yeah, I'm just shitting." he smirked widely and took his arm from around me and walked towards her.

My jaw hit the floor and a painful pang shot through my chest and God I could already feel the tears coming. All those promises, all the things he had just used to reassure me with gone like they had never existed.

All those worlds i had built in my mind for the two, ne 5 of us, shattered on the ground just by 5 simple words, a sentence merely, a simple agreement.

"you're right the big bad football player would have never been with Taylor Yeti Swift. And i never would have left him. Because this Travis, this T-Dog could never have deserved her. Not even close to it.

He would never have had the balls to make a move on her, no matter how much i was crushing on her, fantasising about her during every possible hour of the day and night.

And that's why I'm eternally grateful i buried that guy the day i stepped out of college, the day i failed the NFL. Because if i hadn't i might be on the same pathetic level you seem to have been stuck on ever since someone decided to call u hot just because you could halfway dance in a little skirt.

But instead, i came back here. Not to play or win but to take the only job that would still want me and i would halfway be good at. I'm no player I'm a coach now. And i love my job. Because it brought me the damn fucking best thing that could ever happen to me.

It made Taylor for whatever fucking reason give me the second chance i never deserved. And it was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Because while you all try to cling to the remainder of your sad little college lives, trying to avoid the unavoidable, the sad empty lives you are going to face, heather, while you all wish to be back in high school, I can't wait to get out of here tonight, with the woman i love and the woman i am going to marry, if she only lets me.

And you know what we are going to do before we get home? We will pick up our daughter, yes you heard right. Our wonderful one and a half year old daughter, who is so amazing you would cry just trying to draw a comparison between the both of you.

And even better, in just 4 months I will get to hold our newest family members in my arms, the product of nothing but our love and I will be the luckiest happiest man ever, while all you are ever going to be is mean. And pathetic.

I would sincerely hope you could grow up one day and find that for yourself but God knows those chances are slim."

He reached out to me and i immediately followed his lead and took his hand, intertwining our fingers, but gasped surprised as he scooped me off of my feet carrying me outside bridal style.

And we almost made it until a slurred, annoyingly familiar voice stopped us.

"You wanna know the truth about her? The little oh so innocent angel you all think she is, even her own fucking freakin fiancé?"

Travis cursed quietly and tried to walk out but the voice continued.

"The truth is Taylor Swift is a fucking whore, a cheater, a liar and i have proof of it. She's even cheating on her freaking dream ken doll there, don't believe me? Look i have proof."

Shit.