Winter Toes III: Defending the Heart

WT3| "Whats The Truth?"

c h a p t e r t w e n t y n i n e
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life moves on

6 months later

Taylor laid back in the king size bed, rubbing her stomach from the meal she just ate. In her all black jumpsuit, clinging to every single curve- including her baby bump, she looked up at the ceiling, her long hair straightened, just as she has always preferred it, with a golden brown dip at the bottom flowing down her back and practically melting into the bed. She closed her eyes, moaning as another pair of hands joined her aching belly to massage it.

"I really hope she doesn't throw this up." She complained, looking down at the kneeling Roman as he rubbed her stomach.

"She usually likes hamburgers and fries from Jono's." He said, looking up at her. He had his shirt off revealing all of his tattoos on his glistening skin. He stood up before leaning over her and planting a kiss on her lips. "I got something for you."

"Can it wait? The girls are coming over here like now." Taylor responded before sitting up a little.

He smirked before getting up. "Yeah, alright." He said, doing a slight turn before going through the door to the right of Taylor which led to the balcony.

Taylor struggled to get up as she held her belly but once she was up she followed behind him, wrapping her arms around his torso and laying on his back. She was happy as she always told herself she deserved. She was pregnant, finally living stable with the man she loved who also loved her, in a beautiful home close to family and not too far from friends. She wasn't in any way involved with the "game" and everything just felt right.

Could it get any better for her?

Months earlier, Wyn or Deshaun- whatever you wanted to call him was arrested and sentenced to life in prison. He would never see the opposite ends of the prison bars and gates ever again. They had got him which means they had got what they wanted. Taylor visited sometimes but Sincere was there more often. The last time they talked, Wyn was going on about him getting a good lawyer to get him out or at least a shortened sentence but there was no promises there and Taylor no longer cared.

A person who is willing to better themselves for not only the sake of themselves but the sake of the people that care is a person who is matured and ready to help themselves. Because the truth was nobody can help you unless they start at home.

That person had been in her face all along and Wyn was blocking the view.

Chase walked up to the house, her eyes focused on the door as she began to knock. She knew they heard her and it would just probably take them some time for her auntie to get to the door being that she was pregnant. China sighed loudly as Reiya fiddled with something on her phone, both behind her.

"Auntie hurry ya pregnant ass up!" China yelled impatiently as she laughed.

Chase looked at China with an annoyed face. "Calm down." She spoke calmly. This would have normally really pissed Chase off but the medication and classes were really helping. She was back involved with dance and had started yoga with her mother whenever she could have recess in rehab.

With her mother in rehab for drug abuse and addiction, Chase and China had to find somewhere else to go. Taylor decided to rent an apartment in her name that wasn't too far from her actual home with Roman so that the girls could stay. It didn't seem like a really bad ideal since they were all basically grown and could take care of themselves. However, Taylor didn't pay the rent so they all had to get part time jobs to meet halfway.