Chiefs baby

Never let me go

February 20th
31 weeks

Travis pov
It's a couple days after the shooting and I think Taylor is struggling most of all. We're both generally touchy people but she won't let me be alone. I'm not sure how I can help her after such an event. Andrea seems to notice and try to keep her away from me in a good way but at the same time she's like a kid clinging onto me. This morning I wanted to go make some breakfast and work out. She insisted she come or I couldn't go. Everytime she hears any loud noises she freaks and grasps onto me. I'm not sure what to do to help her feel safe again.

Taylor's pov

Since Valentine's Day, I keep running through what could've happened. I know I shouldn't. I know I should be grateful for what did happen and how things turned out, but just the thought that it could've happened is terrifying. I don't wanna leave him. The fact that he could be dead right now and not with me makes me want to save her every moment I have with him.

I know some families don't get to do that and I feel guilty that I am able to. I want to hold him forever. I don't want him to leave my site and I want to pretend that this event never happened, that these babies wouldn't have a father. Travis just decided that this is too much and left, or what if he was one of the victims during the parade.it's just too much to think about. I don't think I'm going to be able to get much bigger. My body is running out of room. I wanna have these babies but at the same time. I just keep thinking of the world that I'm bringing them into. I mean the love of my life would have gotten killed, and all he was doing was celebrating a football win, as of right now, I'm one of the most famous people in the world.

Everyone wants to know everything about me, my moves, my outfits, my plans. I feel so guilty that I'm bringing two more lives into this world. a world that they have to live in, but didn't choose. travis and I have agreed that we're going to keep the babies lives super private until they're old enough to have a say we want them to have as much of a normal life as possible we get the cameras are gonna be following them and as much as we asked respectfully for them not to paparazzi just doesn't listen or care however, if he has a game and I wanna bring them, I will I don't want them to not live a productive life because of the lifestyle that I chose when I was so young.

Travis pov
I know Taylor is extremely worried about everything. She's worried about the babies how their life will be. I keep trying to remind her to take it one day at a time, but it's hard because I'm thinking about it too. I know she can't talk to her mom because her mom can't relate to this, Taylor was born to a normal family. I walk into our room and see her sitting in bed. I can tell that she's thinking just by the way she looks. " hey baby what's going on please just talk to me"

she sighs and looks up at me " honestly Travis I don't know if we can do this. I don't know if we truly know what we're getting into." I go sit down next to her and pull the blanket on top of both of us. " no we don't know what we're getting into but do we ever know what we're getting into? I know that we are both going to try our best and support each other no matter what. I know the unknown is scary." she messes her head into my neck, closing her eyes. I wish you knew that we're both feeling the same thing that she's not alone and she definitely has a whole army behind her.