Love Prevails (Kris Bryant)

43| Too Little Too Late

Kris

It's the beginning of July and I'm in New York for a Mets series. The doctors said that McKayla should stay home as the baby could come any day now and traveling wouldn't be good for her or the baby. It's weird not having here here with me because ever since I got called up she's been with me. Plus New York is her favorite place to explore which is why I've been locked up in the hotel the whole time.

So instead or being out with the boys I sit in the hotel room by myself for the first time this year and try to avoid calling her every second. Sadly my self restraint is down without her here. I dial her number and it rings twice before she picks up.

"I'm fine, the baby is fine, I'm not in labor and my water hasn't broke. Your parents are already here and if anything happens I will call... now will you please stop your worrying" she says in one breath.

"No. I'm not there so I will worry" I tease.

"Kris you're in New York, go out and explore. Annoy David or go out to dinner with Anthony or something" she insists.

"You're the best" I smile.

"I know. Now have fun before I send a stripper to your hotel room" she threatens causing me to laugh.

"That's not something you hear from your fiancé" I say not wanting to end the call.

"Bye Kris" she says before hanging up. That went well if you ask me. I grab Anthony and we decide to walk to time square before going to get food.

We just waltz around for a while but I felt like I was being followed. I look around and don't see anyone suspicious so I try to ignore it but I can't shake this feeling.

"Do you feel like we're being followed" I ask.

"No. But you're a lot taller than me so you would notice first" he jokes and I roll my eyes. We find a Panera and decide to eat there. After ordering our food we sit down and consume the food.

"You're going to think I'm crazy, but that couple looks just like McKayla" Anthony says. I turn around and drop my spoon. Sitting there was McKayla's parents watching Anthony and I intently. I excuse myself and approach them.

"You have a lot of balls following me and my friend around New York" I inform them.

"We just came to see Kayla" her mom says.

"I think she's made it pretty obvious she doesn't want to see you" I snap. I know that letter was from them and I saw it crumpled up and in the trash before I came out here. She obviously wasn't ready to reconnect with her parents.

"We just want to talk" she claims. Her dad never looks up from the table, twiddling his fingers in his lap. I felt a little bad for him after learning what happened to him, but that doesn't make up for what he's done besides the point.

"She's not here, she's at a home waiting to start a family. A real family" I reiterate.

"No matter how much she doesn't like it we are a family" her mom says, like poison dripping from her lips.

"You wouldn't know how to be a family if your life depended on it. She might be your daughter but she will never be considered a part of that sad excuse for a family. You abandoned her, you neglected and despised her. I don't know how but she managed to be nothing like you. When you ran she stayed and fought for herself like a real human with feelings, not a shallow person who is egotistical and selfish. And you... you had the audacity to lay a hand on her" I whisper turning to her dad.

"I never meant to hurt her" he mumbles still keeping his eyes set on his lap.

"But you did. You never meant to drink but you did. And you never meant to kill your brother... but you did."

"You shouldn't say anything you have no business being a part of" he warns.

"You know, that's what my parents always told me when I would hear you two going at it or I found Kayla on her roof crying. Yet I still feel like if I would have stayed out of it McKayla wouldn't had turned out like she did. You made your business mine when Mckayla wasn't sure how to live because she never felt love or when she would come to my house with bruise that weren't for baseball. I used to pray that somehow you guys would realize how special of a girl she was and let her in. But you never did" I sigh.

"That's what we're here for. To make things right" her mom tries to reason.

"It's a little too late for that. Tomas how showed more love and affection to her in the few months we've known him than you have the last 23 years of her life. You've had your chances, she doesn't need you anymore. I'm sorry but I refuse to let you guys anywhere near her or our daughter."

"You guys are having a little girl" he asks with a little sparkle in his eyes.

"Yes. And she will be told she's loved every day, she'll never have to wonder when her next meal is or if we'll be home when she gets home. None of that, she's going to be brought up right. And when she's old enough to branch out she knows she'll always have a home to come back to" I say.

"We always knew you could take care of her" her mom says.

"Exactly. Which is why you have no business coming back into her life. Good day" I say before walking away.

"I'm sorry... Kris" her dad says and I stop walking.

"I appreciate that Paul. Now I think it's time you talk to your parents again. They worry about you. Get some help" I suggest. I return to my seat and sit down in the booth before placing my elbows on the table and burying my face in my hands.

"I thought you were going to the bathroom" Anthony laughs completely done with his food.

"Well it turns out those were McKayla's parents and they had been following me around. They wanted to see her" I explain.

"That's deep. What did you say" he wonders.

"Over my dead body" I scoff. I eat my food and we head black to the hotel to get ready for the game. I stare at my phone and just knew I had to hear her voice.

"Kristopher Lee Bryant I will block your number" she threatens and a smile finds its way onto my face.

"Love you too" I joke.

"Baby what's wrong" she asks. That's freaky how she does that.

"I hate when you read me like that" I chuckle softly.

"I can't help it, it's a part of my job and being your fiancé. Now what's wrong" she asks.

"I just miss you. I miss looking in your eyes and telling you that I love you over and over again" I sigh. I wait for a response but the line is silent.

"McKayla" I singsong into the phone.

"My water just broke" she says and my eyes nearly pop out of my head.

"The baby is coming" I scream.

"Yes, now calm down before you stress me out and she pops out" she laughs.

"Okay. Umm can you hold her in until I can get on a flight and get there" I ask.

"Kris I'm in labor... not taking a shit. The baby comes when the baby wants" she explains.

"Shit, okay... I'm looking at flights now and will be there as soon as possible. Love you" I say.

"Love you too" she says before hanging up. I explain to Joe and the boys that McKayla is in labor and they let me leave. I told them to get a win for us before taking off towards home.