Detroit. •b.t.• (Completed)

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Sage

I grabbed both of Jayda's feet, and clapped them together.

Her eyes crossed, and she stared up into my face.

I moved her legs around, and she just stared at the ceiling.

"You won't look at me?"

I yawned, and then she yawned too, making me smile.

It felt like I hadn't smiled in forever.

She had managed to fall asleep immediately after yawning.

Her small lip poked out, and it reminded me of Bryson.

I placed pillows around her before pulling her small pink, princess blanket over her body.

She couldn't roll or anything, but just in case.

I kissed her forehead before getting under the cover myself and falling asleep.

About four hours later, Jayda and I were both awake.

The door opened, and Bryson walked in with Danny right behind him.

"Sage!" He called.

Bryson lifted him up on the bed, and crawled to sit right under where Jayda was laying.

"Hi" he said to her, and turned to me.

"I'm sorry" I apologized to Bryson, and he furrowed his eyebrows.

I knew that he wouldn't say anything while Danny was here, so I took advantage of the opportunity.

Bryson picked Jayda up, and supported her neck.

She opened her mouth slightly, and Bryson kissed her.

Her eyes widened before her face went blank and she blinked.

Danny hopped off the bed, and took off running out of the room.

I disliked how unafraid of heights he was.

Danny would jump off of the fridge if someone allowed him to.

He set Jayda down, and she went back to staring at the ceiling.

"I know you not apologizing to me"

"I - I didn't mean to"

He hummed for a few moments. "You saw who did it?"

I nodded.

"You can give a description?"

He could too.

I shook my head no.

"I know you lying. You not gonna take this to court?"

"I want - I want it to be over with"

Bryson's moved in to press his lips against mine, and I allowed him too.

Jayda cooed, and I blushed, turning my face away from his.

"I'm sorry for acting the way I did" Bryson apologized.

"I forgive you" I looked at his face, but quickly looked away.

Although Bryson and Eric didn't look anything alike, I still thought of him.

"Sage, your father wants you downstairs. I'll watch Jayda"

Bryson and I went downstairs and I called for my father.

I turned the corner. "Daddy, I-"

My voice vanished when I saw Grayson sitting there with his own father.

I took a step back, but bumped into Bryson.

"Sage" My father searched my face, already knowing the answer.

"No" I shook my head.

"He confessed and they already have a lawyer"

I moved my hand behind me to grab Bryson's shirt, but by that time, Bryson had already body slammed Grayson onto the kitchen floor.

Security moved in to break Bryson away from Grayson, but I saw my father discreetly shoo them away.

Grayson's father called the police.

Bryson kept hitting him, and no one bothered to break it up.

I didn't like watching Bryson fight at all.

It wasn't really a fight though, because Bryson was the only person punching.

"He's knocked out" I heard my father mumble. "Should get his ass killed"

I looked up at him, and he looked away as if I hadn't heard him.

The police eventually came, and they took Bryson away.

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