Toxic Love{Completed}

~22~ It Always Comes Out

Bey woke up to find the TV off and it was almost pitch black. The only hope of light was the moonlight coming in the windows of the sunroom. It took everything Sasha had not to scream when the lamp beside her popped on.

Hov appeared out of the darkness with a blanket.

"Come on, it's late. We should get to bed, Demi's already gone upstairs."

Sasha nodded, trying to muster the strength to get up. It was warm under her blanket, not to mention she had on no socks. The minute her foot touch the floor, she jumped. Hov picked her up, "I got you"

He carried her upstairs, she laid against his chest. He laid her on her side of the bed as the wind outside blew. "Ooh", Sasha hissed. Hov smirked, "I knew it was still hurting."

Sasha looked up at him, "It's not just that. I'm cold."

"So am I, turns out while we were sleeping a cold front came in. It supposed to getter warmer in the morning."

Sasha nodded, "Ok"

Hov kissed her softly on the cheek, "Goodnight Queen."

"Goodnight JayJay"

Hov made sure she had the blankets from downstairs tightly tucked over her before going to his side of the bed. He grabbed the comforter, pulling it up over him. There was no doubt in his mind, it had to be cold outside with the way it felt inside.

The wind blew briskly outside as they finally drifted off to sleep.

**

Demi sighed as the darkness stared her in the face. She peered out of the window, the moonlight easing her little as she tried to keep warm. It wasn't even that close to winter! What even gives?

She decided to turn the TV on, because, there was no hope of sleep for her right now. Not that watching TV helped, even as the program on the screen lit up the room, her mind still raced. She felt an uneasiness knowing her man was out doing who knows what and she had no control over it.

Or the father of her child being the man he is, he could have gotten ten or twenty other girls pregnant. What would that mean for them?

Or what about...the baby? She looked down at her stomach, her precious baby. Her child. Did she want a son or a daughter? Did it matter? Just let him or her be healthy. She never felt this feeling before, but, it really was out of her hands at this point.

She had confidence in Calvin. Hov and Sasha were there too. The only three people in the house. Maybe it was fate that they had come into her life. Everything seemed fine before, but she could feel it. Things were about to get ugly. She needed a support system, maybe she found that in them.

**

Kevin ran his hand over his hair as the wind outside blew. He was quite comfortable with the slight coldness he felt. The heat where he was felt quite nice. It kept things comfortable. Just how he liked it.

It just made him angry all over again to think of Demi. She spent so much time with Calvin, there was no doubt in his mind that she had slept with him.

That truth would make his so much easier. If she just told him, then he wouldn't have to feel guilty for breaking up with her. He found a life here, he wasn't about to throw it away for her.

**

Calvin sat on the side of his bed. His photo of Demi on he dresser. Memories flooding his mind. One time, he had to save her from a really bad side of town, man that was fun. He remembered being so happy that night.