A Little Too Late (Third book to Adopted by Taylor Swift)

Chapter 68

Bridget's POV

The car ride was silent between Niall and I, but the kids were playing with each other in the back. I had my hands on my stomach, looking down at the little baby bump I have. It's not prominent to others but since I'm the pregnant one, I can tell every centimeter it grows.

Every part of me hopes for the baby to survive, because I don't think I can go through another miscarriage. Just the pain of seeing the blood at any moment scares me to death; just like the three pervious. Niall would see me crying on the bathroom floor for what seemed like hours, yet I wouldn't get up. He doesn't understand the pain I go through, physically and mentally for these children, but he told me that this was our good luck time. And he promises that if it doesn't happen, we're really done.

"Mommy why are you crying?" Lily speaks up from her car seat

"I'm okay sweetheart" I turn back around and look at Niall, who is staring out the windshield with no emotion.

We pull into the driveway and Niall turns around to face the kids, "you guys head inside and help grandma with dinner okay? Mom and I will be right in" Kyle nods and unbuckles his sister before taking her up the stairs to enter the home.

Niall sighs and runs his hands through his now brown hair, "I don't even know what to say" a small laugh shows through his voice

"can I say something?" he turns and unbuckles, nodding, "I don't expect you to know what it's like, but I do wish you could understand"

"Bridget, I"

"I'm not done, please let me finish" he nods again for me to continue, "you don't understand what it's like to have grown up like me. Maura is a phenomenal women and she took care of you like a mother should. I grew up on dirt, literal dirt and my dad worked his ass off to pay for that little piece of dirt we called home. My mom wasn't always this drug addict, she took care of my brother and I for years before she came addicted. Yes, she got addicted and even pushed it on me, but she is my mother, she gave birth to me."

"I know she killed my father, but, fuck Niall, I can't ever forget about that, but I needed to let go of my past, I needed to let go of all of it and when I did and I left, I felt bad for just leaving her to rot in that cell. I can't let go of those good moments we had together. I brought the kids because I wanted her to be happy, I wanted her to have something to look forward to, even if the rest of her life is living in that cell. I need her Niall, whether I want to admit it or not, but she is the only blood I have left I don't have my dad, I don't have my brother. I need that little bit of Scott that's left." I finish and look away from him, letting my tears fall to the seat beneath me.

"come here" he extends out his hands and I move seats, sitting on top of him and placing my head on his chest, "I'm sorry Bridg. I just worry sometimes. I worried that they would get hurt and I wouldn't be there. Being a father stresses me out so much" the vibrations of his laugh radiates onto me. "I love you"

"I love you too Ni" I pull away from him and give him a kiss, "I'm so excited for this baby"

"I am too; know what we can do even though you are pregnant?" he gives me a grin and I catch on, running my hands at the top of his pants, undoing his belt.

Taylor's POV

"Mom, what is Bridget doing?" Mason screams from the dining room that overlooks the neighborhood.

"What are you talk-hah holy shit!" Audrey adds on and I drop my spoon, running to the large window my two children are looking out of. Bridget is on top of Niall in the driver's seat and I quickly shield Mason's eyes. Audrey is laughing next to me and I pull her arm, bringing the two back into the kitchen.