Chapter 52 *Final*

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*Beautys POV*
*2 months later*
*Dallas is in Miami*

Elliot honestly treats me like his wife. He kisses me and I pretend to enjoy them. When it comes to baby making I pretend to enjoy that. I could easily kill Elliot in his sleep but he sleeps with his arms wrapped tightly around me so I can't move. I have to get out of here. But there's no way I can. Dallas should be worried sick. I was supposed to be home by now. It's been 3 months. Elliot went to the store but so I wouldn't escape he locked me in the bedroom.

"Naomi I'm home" he called. He unlocked the door and handed me a bag.

"It's a pregnancy test"

"Yeah Naomi I believe this one will be positive"

"Elliot I don't feel pregnant"

"Missed period"

"Elliot my period isn't reliable"

"Oh and Dallas looking for you" he raised an eyebrow

"Excuse me"

"Dallas is looking for you; he handed me a flyer"

Dallas is here and he's looking for me there's a chance I might make it out of here.

"Go do your business"

"Elliot please my husband is looking for me"

"Forget him okay I'm your husband now"

"No Elliot you're not"

"Naomi you aggravate me sometimes; look your past life doesn't matter." He sighed "Now go" he snapped and I moved. I took the test. I'm not gonna look. What will I do if I truly am pregnant by that sicko. I looked to see what it said. Just then I heard a loud commotion.

"Is anyone else in this house" a loud voice boomed. I slowly stepped out of the bathroom.

"Ma'am are you okay" the officer ran over towards me and I grabbed him and cried. Finally I'm saved.

"Thank you" I gripped his uniform

"Let's get you out of here" he escorted me towards his car. After a long ride we were at the hospital.

"So ma'am who are you"

"I'm Naomi Beauty Davis Hall"

"Who can we call to alert that you're here"

"My husband Dallas Aiden Hall"

The cop nodded and stepped out to call him while the other took my statement. After all the commotion died down in my room between nurses running tests and police officers.
I was able to doze off and took a nap.
I was awaken by Dallas's voice calling my name.
Dallas ran into the room
"Omg baby" he grabbed me and held on me tight

"Baby I want to go home; I miss my kids; I miss my family; I just miss being around y'all. I'm sorry for how I felt about Myles. I love the little stinker. The way he got here isn't ideal but he's my son in spite of." I cried. Dallas just held on to me and kissed my forehead. I'm finally able to go home. Get away from all of this.

"Officer can I take her back to L.A" Dallas asked the cop and after a while of talking outside the room Dallas came back over to me.

"Let's go home baby" he picked me up and carried me to the car. I can't wait to be home. I've been through a lot. And being away from my family fearing for my life made me realize some things. I eventually fell asleep and when I woke up we were at an airport.

"Baby I thought the jet wasn't ours"

"It's not but don't worry" Dallas kissed my cheek

"I missed you; I was so scared"

"Hush" Dallas picked me up again and carried me to the jet. When we finally got home everyone was asleep. So me and Dallas went straight to our room.

"Baby what exactly happened"

"Well he kidnapped me at the beach and raped me because he wanted me to have his son"

"Are you pregnant by him" Dallas looked at me

"Yes" I cried

"Well what do you want to do with it"

"Dallas I couldn't do what you're thinking even if this child is a product of rape"

"So you'll keep your rapist's baby"

"Dallas this baby can't be blamed for how it got here"

"Like Myles can't"

"Dallas now that I'm pregnant with another man's baby even tho it's not by choice. I couldn't imagine blaming the baby"

"I'm sorry I had time to think about it"

"So have I and I decided Myles is my son as well as yours. Just because he's the result of something terrible doesn't mean he is something terrible. And this baby should be treated the same. Myles is a member of our family and so is this baby."

"Myles isn't a product of rape"

"Myles isn't your son he's our son; Diva isn't my daughter she's our daughter and this baby isn't a rapist's baby he or she is our baby"

"I don't know if I can raise a rapist's baby"

" Imma help you raise Mileai's baby"

"That's different"

"Baby if you won't stand behind me then I'll stand alone"

". I'm behind you baby but you it'll take some getting used to" he hugged me. Well yet another terrible event has added a baby to our family. And I meant what I said. it's no longer Me&Mine but it's Ours instead. Even though I was kidnapped and raped I won't treat our kid like it's their fault. Even tho Dallas cheated on me with Mileai I won't treat our son like its his fault. This relationship can't be ruined with selfishness and anger. I was too selfish to even consider not loving Myles. I never spent time with him. I never wanted anything to do with him but I see I wrong for that. And now that we'll be having a new baby regardless of how we're having that baby it'll be treated with respect and love. Never again will I blame a child for the parents' actions. That's all for now read the next book Mine when it comes out if you love my whacky family.

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