MESSAGE FROM TEE: I decided to post 2 chapters because they're both pretty short so yeah..enjoy. :)
NYLA
"Nyla..are you up?" I heard a voice that brought tears to my eyes. I nodded silently.
"You've been asleep for a week and then some." He said.
"Really?" I asked in a raspy voice. It didn't feel like I have been sleeping that long.
"How are you feeling?" Kenneth asked me.
"My body is still sore...Wait, my baby! How's my baby?" I began to panic. I was couldn't help but worry.
"Calm down, the baby's fine. You're fine, we're all fine." He said in a soothing voice. I put my hand up to touch my hair, but then realized it was gone. I began to cry and I guess he saw my stress.
"It'll grow back, baby." He whispered.
"I don't care. They didn't have the right to do this, I don't deserve this shit. It's not fair." I began bawling. He came into my hospital bed and wrapped his arms around me as I cried into his chest. I sat there for a good while just crying.
"You ready to go home. I'll set you a nice warm bath and we'll just relax." He suggested.
"Okay," I said softly as I got approved to leave the hospital. They asked if I wanted to speak to the police, but I knew the rule, don't speak to the police. They tried to probe me, but I continued to say no; Finally Kenneth and I headed to his condo. He made me a bubble bath with epsom salt and I sat in the big jacuzzi tub. He sat next to the tub silently.
"I'm sorry." He finally said.
"Don't be." I said softly.
"None of this would have happened if it wasn't for me." He continued.
"It's okaay! I love you and we're together now. I mean they didn't even get me that bad. I'm fine. Okay." I kissed him. I dragged him into the bathtub with me and laughed.
"That's how you wanna play it." He said as he pushed me down.
When I came back I attempted to move my hair but quickly realized I didn't have any. I frowned and got out of the tub.
"Nyla, c'mon..it's just hair." He followed me out in his soaking clothes. I dried off and sat on the bed in my towel.
"It's not just hair...it was my hair..it was apart of me." I vented.
"Really? Cause I don't see the difference, you're still the same beautiful person I love." He said as he sat next to me.
"That's real sweet babe, but I'm going to get a wig tomorrow." I stated.
KENNETH
"You don't need a fucking wig, Nyla." I said to her as I took off my wet clothes.
"Yes, I do." She argued.
"Do what you want." I sighed.
She came and laid next to me, propped up on her elbows.
"You know I love you, right?" She asked.
"Of course, and I love you too." I said.
"If you really love me, when I ask you this question..you'll say yes." She advised. I sat and listened.
"Will you come to LA with me?" She asked, with pleading eyes.
"I can't." As much as I wanted to agree with her, drop everything and go, I couldn't.
"Then, I have no choice but to leave you behind, I'm not raising my child in this life, Kenny, I already told you." She said as she turned her back to me and got under the covers.
"I just wish you could understand." I said.
"I wish I could too cause I don't get it." She replied.
I sighed and got under the blanket with her, I put my arm around her but she pushed it off. I tried to grab her again, but she brushed me off again. I grabbed her roughly to my chest and hugged her tight.
"Stop." She said as she struggled a little bit.
"Relax." I growled in her ear.
It took her a minute but she settled down. Soon I heard her lightly snoring, I kissed her shoulder and fell asleep.
NYLA
I woke up early in the morning and booked my flight using Kenneth's financial information. I didn't have any money so I figured he'd understand. I didn't have much at his house, but I grabbed my necessities adn what did belong to me and took it. My flight was for 7:30am, and it was 6:47..I knew I had to get going really soon. I took the laptop and wrote him a letter, it was simple short, and straight to the point. As soon as I was finished I printed it out and put it next to him on my pillow. I kissed him on the cheek and left a big red lip stain there. I got up, making sure none of my tears fell on to him. I grabbed my bags and got into the cab waiting for me. I arrived at the airport and caught my flight right on time. I prayed that Kenneth forgave me, and everyone else as well. When I arrived in LA hours later, I saw my dad waiting for me. I ran into his arms and started crying. It was a mix of happiness and sadness. I couldn't even control all my emotions or even describe them.
"It's okay, babygirl." He cooed to me. I could tell he wonder why I was so bruised or where my hair was but he didn't ask and I was thankful cause I didn't want to explain. We gathered my bags and drove quietly to his home. My dad had a new car, it wasn't the latest but it was a nice 2007 BMW.
"You seem to be doing well out here." I complimented.
"Things have gotten better. I'm making way more money and I even got a nice apartment in a nice area. I can't wait for you to see it. I also have a little surprise for you." He smiled.
I nodded and smiled weakly.
KENNETH
I woke up and felt for my girl but there was nothing there. I figured she was downstairs until I sat up and saw a piece of paper next to me. I smiled as I opened it figuring she was just doing something sweet, until I started reading...
Dear Kenneth,
I want to start off by saying sorry. You don't nearly deserve what I'm about to do, but I also have to think of myself and our child. I don't want to hurt you..again. I've grown to love you more than myself; To be honest, I didn't think this would last, but i'm glad it did. I can't wait til I see you again, and if I don't I just want you to know that despite all we've been through you're one of the best things that has ever happened to me. With everything that's happen to me, I can honestly say that i'd do it all over again, just for you. I'm so deeply in love with you, I can't even describe the feeling that you give to me; I wish you the best, but I can't stay with you, not here. I understand if you hate me, but I just want you to know that i'll be thinking about you, and I hope you're thinking about me too.
Love Forever,
-Nyla
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