Don't Give Up On Me [Book 2]

Chapter 13

Hayden's Point Of View

What if she won't pick up?
What if she won't come with me?
Will I really stick to the plan?

Hell yeah, I will.

As I was thinking about my current plan, that I had now planned out for over two weeks of watching her, I was parking my car across the babysitter's house.

I was waiting for her to walk into that door at 6:37 pm and pick her son up.

Glancing at my Rolex, I saw, that it was already 6:31 pm, meaning she had to be here soon. I closed my eyes, sighing loudly, thinking about it.

Diapers? Check.
A bed? Check.
Nursing bottles? Check.
Silencer? Check.
Milk? Check.
Tampons? Check.
Toothbrushes? Check
Brush? Check.
Shampoo? Check.
CDs and books from her favourite singers and authors? Check.

I thought that I had everything, and just as I finished going through the mental list I saw her walking into the building, so I parked my car beside the house, now.

I called Noah, to let him know that my plan was about to happen.

"She's inside, you've got the room ready?"

"Yeah, I did, listen I've talked with Medha about your idea, and she thinks its stupid." He said in thought.

"No its not she'll fall for me again. I know it." I said.

"Mate do you really believe tha-"

"Listen dip shit, I do what I fucking want, so fuck off. I know what I'm doing."

"You sure do." He said sarcastically.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean."

"You don't even know how to carry a baby, how are you supposed to do that?"

"I'll learn." I said and hung up because I saw the door opening, sooner than usually.

She walked out with the baby in her arms, walking over to the stroller that was parked in front of her house, just to attach it.

Taking a deep breath, I opened my car door and walked over to her it's now or never.

Leah's Point Of View

"Bye Charlie!" I said and waved her. Jaymi sat on my arms, bouncing up and down every three or four seconds for no particular reason. Soon after she closed the door, wishing me a good night, I walked outside, putting Jaymi into the stroller. It was way too cold for my taste, but maybe it wasn't that what I felt, just maybe.

"Missed me?" I heard an all too familiar voice say behind me.

I froze immediately.

"I take that as a yes." He said and pulled me into his front. My back was still against him, but I wouldn't dare to move.

"I missed you too." He said as he nuzzled his cold face into my hair, making me shiver as I tried to pull away.

"Nuh-huh-uh," he chuckled,"I'm not planning on letting you go anytime soon." He whispered into my ear as I started to wriggle in his grip, trying to get out of it, but he wouldn't budge, in fact he turned me around to face him.

"Ha-Hayden let go." I stuttered.

"Say my name again." He teased me, smirking at me.

"Hayden, stop it." I said now, more dominant.

"Hayden, stop it." He mocked me.

"Hayden..."

"Leah..."

"Stop it now, you're sick!" I raised my voice, trying to get out of his grip once more, but he didn't let me.

"Listen here, you can either scream and kick and do all the fuck you desire or you can come with me without causing trouble." He said.

"Hayden let me go."

"I think you might rethink that." He said, his eyes giving me a crazy glare, so much unlike him.

"Why is that?"

"You don't want to get your precious little son hurt, do you?" He chuckled, shaking his head.

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Woah, he's such an ignorant bad ass.

What will happen?

Will he ever find out who the father is?