my gift to you . | royce love story |™

sixteen : bonus

lying down in the tub, i cradled myself in a fetal position .

i couldn't cry anymore, believe it or not .

not because i was tired , i just didn't have any in me left .

it was like everything was dried out, my tears, and my life .

my mother worried for me and the baby, thinking i would sink into depression .

i couldn't risk losing my baby, especially at a time like this .

besides adalyn, my babyboy was the biggest concern .

it almost felt un-normal actually, i was so used to chresanto playing a role in our lives .

now to say it was snatched away so quickly, made me think of things differently .

i felt like i was missing, a huge chunk of myself .

everything, was different now .

three years later .

" don't run aidyen ." i let out a large huff picking up his toys from the grass

i tossed them in his bag, i brought along .

i take them to the park every sunday, after church .

it's something me and chresanto promised eachother, if we were ever to have a family .

i glared down at my shiny ring, twiddling it between my fingers .

it was a gift from chresanto's mother, she told me it was only right if she gave this too me .

" mommy, mommy, mommy !" i peered up getting on my feet

dusting off my denim shorts, moving my straighten hair out of my face .

seeing a rather large frame onside of adalyn, i squinted my eyes softly .

walking towards them .

" adalyn i thought, i told you about speaking to strangers ." i placed my hands in my hip

" i know mommy, but he knows daddy ." she stated looking up at him

the man was rather tall, with long hair that stopped mid-way between his back .

with a indian mixed complexion, he didn't have the prettiest teeth, but his smile was enough to make you smile also .

" hello, im rayan ." i scrunched my face up softly

" wait rayan as in chresanto's ex husband, who died in a car accident years ago ."

" i guess i have, a lot of explaining to do ." he chuckled nervously

" your fucking right you do, because of you my husband is dead ." i said my pink cheeks turning red

" he wouldn't have been your husband, nor would you have those kids you do if it wasn't for me faking my death ." he stated placing his hands on his hips also