When I Was 20 Years Old (Mature content) (Complete)

Chapter 5 - Warren

I carried Destiny upstairs while Miranda soundlessly closed the door. Destiny had a little toddler sized bed in our room which was perfect for my five year old. I laid her down into the bed and pulled the princess themed duvet over her. She snuggled into the bed for warmth. Britain didn't exactly have Vegas' warmth and Destiny was used to it.

"We don't have to do this you know," Miranda whispered.

I sighed, "What other choice do we have?"

"Not this!" She hissed, "He's your father and she's you step-mother!"

I snorted, "Exactly, step-mother."

"We don't have to do this to David," she reasoned, "Destiny is happy, I'm happy, we have all we want."

"No we don't Miranda!" I replied firmly, "Look at this room we are in! This is bigger than our whole flat and this was one of their kid's room. If there was another way I'd do it."

"Why do you have to be so bloody stubborn!" She cried, "Hannah would never want you..."

"Don't you dare bring my mother into this!" I thundered, "She's dead Miranda! She never saw nor remembered Destiny!"

Miranda pushed herself onto me and held her lips on mine. We fell back onto the bed together, her on top of me, holding me down onto the mattress. Everything I did was because of my love for my wife and my daughter.

"I love you Warren!" She murmured.

"I love you too Miranda!" I replied.

"And I trust you too," she continued.

"So you believe this is the only way?" I asked.

She nodded, "I know it's not right and I hate it but I trust you to do the right thing."

I glanced over at our daughter who slept soundlessly. I wanted more than anything to give her everything that I never had and then more. She was going to grow up happy and safe with everything she could ever dream of. She was going to get a good education and become whoever she's anted to become. All of that depended on my decision.

"I will always do right by you and Destiny!" I told her.

She nodded, "Good! That's all I ever wanted and all we will ever need."

I nodded in agreement with her, "We will be going home soon."

"Really?" She asked excitedly.

"Yeah. Britain ain't our scene anyway," I answered.

She laughed before getting up and slipping off her dress, allowing it to pool at her feet. She kicked off her heels and left it all laying on the floor before climbing back into bed. I got up and pulled off my shoes and clothes before climbing into bed next to my wife. My arms enveloped her and pulled her into me.

"I love you," she murmured.

"I love you too!" I replied.