The Ties That Bind

Chapter 28

After my weird run in at Ava's parents house. I decided to wait Atlanta out for a bit. Only a day or so. I wanted to go see my baby, hopefully my parents did a good job at keeping Taylor. I would hurt them if they didn't.
I was at the hotel getting ready to check out. I called an uber to take me back to Louisiana. I didn't feel like getting on a plane.
It would be 30 minutes or so before the uber arrived so I sat at the bar and grabbed a couple of drinks and hot wings before I hit the road. It was about 6:00pm here and the bar was jumping.
There was a diversity of people here and I loved the vibe. It reminded me of the times Ava and I used to party after high school and hang out all night, meet guys. Those days we're fun and peaceful and I actually missed those days. I thought about what life would be like if I had never fucked around with Drew. I would still have my best friend. Well sister too. After all she is my sister I guess. I still wonder if she knew about me. If any of them knew. If she did she would have said something right? I thought. Hell if she didn't I couldn't blame her. I was keeping one of the biggest secrets for years in her face as her friend. Fucking her husband. Its crazy because I have had a face to face with her since the day at my apartment when she told me she was pregnant.
Hell in that moment I was keeping another secret from her too, that I was pregnant as well.
I asked the bartender for my last shot and reminisced back on everything. Now I had a baby my Drew's father Damon, I'm still secretly in love with my best friends husband and now I'm plotting to get Drew away from Ava, not only for his father Damon but for me and Taylor as well. If Drew found out about Taylor, this plan probably would be thrown out the window. It was Damon's plan for me to run anyway. He wanted me to have Taylor. For now have Drew think it's his baby so it be easier to convince him to go back home and leave Ava. But his grip on Ava was too strong and the shit wasn't as easy as I thought. It would be. It was almost in the making until she had to fuck him that night now he probably won't leave her ass alone. I was mad at the thought of them doing anything together but truth be told that was still her man whether I wanted it to be or not.
I drunk my last drink and headed outside to my uber. It would be awhile before I'm back in Louisiana so I decided to nap a bit.

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It was a little damp when I got back to the city. It was autumn time and it looked like it had rained earlier. I paid the uber driver my fare and headed up to the house , I wanted to faint when I seen the outside of the house. Yellow tape everywhere. What the fuck happened? When did this happen? Why? Where's Taylor?
I ran up to the house and forensics we're there.
"Ma'am this a crime scene you can't go in there. " the detective told me.
" I live here they are my parents and my brother. Where's my baby? " I asked panicking. Could Drew have found out about Taylor? I thought to myself.
"Ma'am I understand but they are deceased and there was no baby inside. " he stated. I felt weak in the knees and he sat me down.
"Do you know anything that could help us? So we can find your parents and your brothers killer? " he asked sitting next to me.
"No I don't know anything. Besides my brother does drugs that's about it. " I lied. I knew exactly what was going on.
"Ok well. We are going to get testing done on them and let you know if something comes up. Do you have a good contact number i can reach you at?" He asked.
I gave him my number and walked off. He told me he would be on the lookout for Taylor and would contact me if anything came up. But something was about to come up . I was about to be on my way to Atlanta.....

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I was flying on the E way to get to Atlanta. I asked Damon for a car and told him the plan maybe done sooner then we expected. It was good for him because that's what he wanted to hear. I didn't give a fuck though. It became a whole new ball game when my daughter went missing and Drew would be the first person I pay a visit. I'll take him back to his pops dead or alive.