Tommy and Julie Together.....Forever...(A Truth comes second fan fiction)

Only girl

The house was silent during the next few weeks. Emme was buried in a plain white hoodie and clean jeans in the back garden a few hours after she had died. Kyle quickly became my responsibility while Taylor was working or in town with Tommy.

Taylor did a good job at being a first time dad.

When he woke up crying in the night Taylor would run out of bed to tend to his needs or if he needed changing he...tried to clean him the best he could. I was left to feed him and look after him during the day and it became hard when we discovered I was unable to breast feed unless I was pregnant myself, I had to instruct the boys on what they would need so he could feed. Eventually they got all the milk powder and bottles they needed but it took a while.

However other times I could catch the way Taylor looked at his son. Even though I only ever saw the look for a split second, I could see the hurt, and the sadness and the way he glowered at his son. I believed it was because Emme had died after giving birth to him. Her injuries where too much to handle without the medical attention she needed and the last thing she did before she died was have Kyle.

I lied next to Tommy in bed, panting and sweating from our lovemaking. He wrapped his arm around my waist and I lay my head on his chest. He nipped and grope at my body causing me to flinch and gasp in pleasure. His smirked widened and he laughed slightly at me before kissing my lips harshly before going to sleep next to me. I heard the gently cries of Kyle across from the hall. After a few moments I could hear the soft padding of Taylor's feet coming to tend to the baby. Trying to sleep I expected the crying to stop but it only came louder.

After roughly ten minutes the cries still haven't stopped and I could hear Taylor becoming impatient and his pacing became quicker and voice become harsher. I knew that the guys of this family tended to be quite harsh but I'd never seen or hear it towards their own children. Saying that Jimmy was the kinder male of his family.

After a few more minutes I heard Taylor's footsteps head into the hall. They came closer until he was at the door with a simpering Kyle in his arms. He looked at me and noticed I was awake.

"Juliet. Can you make Kyle a bottle or something please?" He asked in a groggy voice.

I nodded and quickly grabbed a large hoodie that went down to my mid thigh. I entered the hall and made my way to the stairs with Taylor stumbling behind me. There was mud on the stairs from the men's boots when they came in earlier which I would have to clean tomorrow.

As I made the bottle I thought about these last few weeks. It was definitely harder no longer having Emme to help me around the house. We used to be able to split chores between us. She would do easier things because she was pregnant like washing dishes or surfaces and downstairs, while I would clean upstairs or scrub the floors.

My back quickly became sore from juggling Kyle and the cleaning and the cooking and Tommy would scold me if he found me lazing on a chair when he came in randomly on some days. I was scolded further if I complained about the pain. "Just put up with it" he said.

Although that night he gave me a massage to sooth the pain which quickly lead further.

I became more lonely now. I sang and chatted to Kyle during the day and talked to Tommy mostly while he was inside after work. But it wasn't the same as having a girl around. It was someone to physically talk to and have a proper conversation with. Not the blabber or screams that a baby comes out with.

Meat had been running low when three passers came looking for directions. They seemed very friendly. Three teenage girls who said they where on a road trip up North wards but they had gotten lost. All were relatively...meaty and quickly re stocked the fridge. I had taken Kyle up stairs and sang to him while I heard the screams of torture come from downstairs.

When the bottle had cooled enough I handed it to Taylor who gave it to Kyle. He quickly realised what it was and latched on hungrily. I smiled sweetly and made my way back to bed, cold from my lack of clothing. Taylor was soon behind me walking steadily as not to set off Kyle again. When I entered mine and Tommy's room I saw he was sat up in bed. He gave me a sleepy but confused look and raised an eyebrow, most likely honking I might've been trying to escape. Ever since that horrific night with Emme and those men he always double or triple checked he had locked the outside doors before leaving me alone.

"What are you doing at out bed?" He questioned sternly.

"Taylor asked me to make a bottle because Kyle was crying." I answered quietly coming closer to the bed after shutting the door behind me.

When I was close enough to him Tommy positioned himself at the edge of the bed and place his hands on my hips. He nodded an then motioned to my hoodie.

"Take it off." He smirked.

I did as I was told and before it could even hit the floor Tommy's hands and lips were exploring me. I let out a soft moan and he smirked again against my breast. Before i could think Tommy picked me up and slammed me on the bed. His hand covered my mouth as I let out a squeak.

Straddling my waist he eyed me up and down and stroked a piece of hair out of my face with his free hand.

"You're such a good mother..." He leaned down into my ear grinning."I think it's time I get my sons..." He kissed my ear and my heart panted at the thought of Hunter.

We made love again that night. It was animalistic and wild. But the only thing I could think about was what Tommy had said. Was I ready to be a proper mother again when I couldn't protect Hunter?