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Dylan

Dallas is in the cut. Ashley Benson :)

Why in the hell, Dallas contacting me. It's too fucking bad I can't file a restraining order on her ass. But I don't want to abandon her out of Lelia's life since she is too young to comprehend all of this. Fuck, bro. I held in all my anger to not be destructive at this point.

"Dallas, what do you want!" I growled harshly.

"Get your panties out your ass, grandma." She yawns sarcastically. "I want to negotiate." She conducted.

"What if I don't want to negotiate?" I questioned trying to get myself out of the middle of Dallas's shit.

"If you don't, I will go straight to the police justifying child abduction." She threatens.

I swallowed hard choosing my next set of words carefully. "I am the top detective in Florida, no one is stupid enough to believe a whore." There was silence for a brief moment until she boosts up her self-esteem.

"I was not happy, and that's why I did what I did." She started. "You took my only baby from ME, remember that day. Because I do very well." She laughs at the end evilly.

Flashback

I left work to pick up Lelia from daycare since Dallas had to work late again the fourth time this week. Something was up, and I knew it. She is just a store manager and they don't stay there all damn day. I ignored the signs and hopefully she will confess her affair.

Finally, the day has come to the end. I bathe and feed my little princess putting her to bed. I took a quick shower afterward I walk to my study wrapping up a case from leaving early today.

Eventually, I passed out and drooled all over my desk. Man, what a day. I exit my study going straight to bed. I glanced at the clock on my nightstand reading "2:30 AM."

Dallas is not home yet. I called her after it rings three times then going straight to voicemail. I dialed again it did the same exact thing but the third time of calling it went straight to voicemail. Fuck it, I went to sleep.

I am awakened by the sound of shoes landing on the floor loudly. It must be Dallas.

Dallas kisses my neck then my cheek. Her fucking breath kills the vibe automatically. I turn on the lamp and see a sober Dallas.

"Where were you Dallas?" I questioned.

She just laughs, "why?" She slurs.

I turn off the lamp by getting out of bed grabbing a pillow leaving Dallas alone.

I check on Lelia and she was sounded to sleep peacefully. I grab a blanket out of the closet going to sleep on the couch.

Its morning, and being the first one up. I went to go check on Lelia and she was still asleep. I will come back and get her up in a minute but first, let me get her mother together because I don't want Lelia seeing her mom like this.

I walked into the room and Dallas is stretched out with one arm, and leg off the bed. Also her other hand on her stomach.

I ignored her going to the bathroom to wash my face.

I come back and she is still laid in the same position. I glanced at Dallas's left hand which is on her stomach with her wedding and engagement ring was missing. Wtf?

"Dallas," I said, patting her. No response.

"DALLAS!" I yelled, she awakens holding her head then laying back down.

"What time is it?" She asks confusedly.

I ignored the question. "Where are these?!" I exclaimed, holding up her hand.

"I thought-I." I didn't give her any chance to answer. I pointed straight to the door.

"BITCH, THE DOOR!" I narrow my finger towards the door.

"No, Dylan. I love you it is not what it looks like." She pleased.

"Bitch, I'm warning you and I'm not going to say it again," I warned.

"Dylan I-" she tried to hug me but I pushed her away.

"GET OUT, please," I said with my voice cracking at the end.

"And you smell like dick, so please leave," I asked nicely. She cried only wanting to apologize.

"I'm not going anywhere, D-Dylan. I l-love you and L-Lelia." She stuttered.

"Fine, I will along with my daughter." I left the room going straight to Lelia's room.

"NO." She screams running after me. I was stronger than her so I pushed her aside getting Lelia out of bed and heading out the front door.

"You will regret this." She sobs, and that was the last thing I heard from her.

Flashback over

Present

"Now you see why I want to negotiate." She said mischievously.

"Okay, what will it be?" I sighed.

"Meet me tomorrow at Oak Springs park by noon, goodbye." She said clearly.

Before I could hang up, one thing she said. I won't forget ever.

"Ana cannot know anything about this and if she does, I will kill her myself and anyone else that's close to her. Yes, that means your sister and her friends."

"Bitch, fuck you." I mumbled when the line drop.

Epic, and unexpected ay. I am posting another chapter tomorrow hopefully. Bruh fuck it, Dylan a damn an original gangster in this chapter. So for the language kiddos. XxRomance

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