Chapter Ten
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Sydney p.o.v
"If you have an abusive boyfriend, you better leave him the first time he hits you. Forget that sorry, baby I love you, and he gets you a gift," The woman on the tv said.
I sighed seeing how ironic my situation was right now. I was holding a damn frying pan as protection from this psychopath. All that ran through my head was several prayers.
"Sydney why don't you just come out, so we can work this out. Baby I'm sorry for hitting you all those times, come on Sydney I love you," He said.
I stayed quite and waited for him to come my way.
"Sydney come on, we have to work this out for the kids sake," He said.
I rolled my eyes at his statement. The nerve of him.
"I would rather rot in hell," I said.
"I can arrange that then," he said.
I seen his reflection in the mirror and swung when he came my way. He landed on the floor but then a few seconds came back up laughing.
"Gotta try harder than that baby," he said winking.
He grabbed my arm yanking me towards him. He had threw me on the bed and when I tried to run he pinned me down.
"Brandon please stop," I begged.
Tears started dropping down my face. He grabbed my face wiping my tears away.
"Sydney you can't leave me I love you so much," he said.
"Then don't do this please," I begged.
"Then how are you going to learn baby girl?" He said.
He started to unbutton my shirt. I closed my eyes as I kept trying to push him off. Seconds later he stopped.
"Back the f**k off my wife or I'll shoot your ass," Vince said.
Nia p.o.v
"Hi mommy's baby," I said.
Yes I have a kid. I have a three month year old daughter, Messiah Sydney King. Trey is not the baby daddy. The baby daddy will stay anonymous, but her daddy did rape me and Trey was there to rescue me, that's why Messiah has his last name.
"Your daddy is coming over, you wanna see daddy?" I said.
I heard the doorbell.
"Your daddy is here," I said while opening the door.
"Messiah!" Trey said excited.
He took Messiah from me and kissed her cheeks, she started smiling. I closed the door and seen Trey playing with Messiah, whenever he's around she doesn't cry, but when he's not around she does and I barely get sleep and he puts her to sleep faster than I do.
"My daughter is so beautiful, just like her mama," He said.
I didn't say anything, usually he calls Messiah his niece or god daughter.
"Nia something wrong?" He asked.
"No umm I gotta go finish packing can you watch her?" I asked.
"Yea me and my baby girl go have some fun," He said and kissed her cheek.
I went upstairs and packed some clothes for me and the kids. We are going to Alabama, thanksgiving is in a week. After an hour of packing I go back downstairs and see Messiah laying on Trey chest and they're both asleep. I pulled out my phone and was about to hit click, but Trey had said something.
"Try me if you want," He said.
I chuckled then put my phone on the coffee table soon as I took Messiah off his chest both of them started whining.
"Give me my baby back," He said.
She started getting fussy, I ignored Trey and walked around with Messiah putting her to sleep. 30 minutes later she finally was sleep, I go and lay down on the couch next to Trey.
"Trey," I said.
"Yea," He said.
"Why did you start calling Messiah your daughter because usually you call her your niece or god daughter," I said.
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