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“I never wanted to be a disappointment to you, Rexley. I loved you. I love you. I have been trying to make things better for you, but I think you’re sick, baby. There is something going on, and I wish I could be the one to help you. Don’t you remember how happy you were when we found out about Adley? We can be that happy again! I know you wanted a girl, I can still give you a girl, but this little boy in my arms is a part of you, of us. He may not be what you were wanting, but he is still a miracle.” I take a step closer to him, as I rock our baby.
Rex is the one to back away from me now. He seems unsettled, scared. I meant what I said, I do love him, I think I always will, even after all the hell he has caused me. Maybe I’m just as sick as he is in a way. I wish things were different. I wish this could be a happy day. I miss the old Rexley. The one who would hold me when I was sick. Who would do anything to make me happy.
I know he won’t, but I wish he would get help. He is the father of my child. I want him to get better.
“You can give me a princess?” he asks, and I nod, smiling through my tears. He seems to think it over for a minute then laughs. “What makes you think I need you now? I have my perfect Kitten. She will give me my princess.” I frown and let him see how much that comment hurt. He turns to leave, and I know if I let him walk out that door, that’s it. I will never be able to convince him. Fuck, I don’t know what to do. I’m not ready to die. I may have been at a low point of my life, but I now have something to live for.
“Wait!” I yell, and he stops. “She may give you a daughter, but it will never be Adley. I am the only one who can give you your little princess, your second chance. Anyone else would be a fake, an imitation. I am the only one. You may be clouded by your anger now, but I know deep down you know I’m right.”
I step closer and gently touch his shoulder. “I know now that you have moved on, but maybe we could be friends. Maybe the relationship is where everything went wrong?” I keep my voice firm and watch as what I’m saying starts to sink in. His shoulders relax, and he spins to face me once more. He looks broken.
“You are my worst betrayal, my greatest mistake. If I don’t stop this cycle now, it will only keep going on and on. I just want to be happy, Cat. I just want to finally be at peace. I’m so tired. The voices. I want them to stop, and the only way to make that happen, is getting rid of you.”
“I can give you your happiness. Please, Rexley. Just let me try! Let me make things better. I can give you what you want. Only me.” The baby starts to fuss, and I latch him to my nipple once more. I don’t think I will ever get used to this feeling. Not just the pain of nursing, but how completely in love I am with my child. How I will do anything and everything to keep him safe. Even if that means whoring myself out to a madman.
“Please, Rexley, I can still give you your princess. It will have to be in a few months, but we can try again. Just let me try.” He watches me nurse the baby, then leaves us there, slamming the door in his wake. I don’t know if I will get a second chance at life, or if he’s planning to slit my throat in my sleep. But I do know that I just bought myself a few more hours with my baby.
I sit on the mattress on the ground and rock my baby. I start to hum once more and think of a name. It needs to be strong but also have meaning. I remember once helping Celia go through baby names. I smile and look down at my little boy as his name comes to me.
“Mommy loves you, Matthan.”
CHAPTER6
THEN
REXLEY
Istop back over at Cat’s house and grab a few things I’m going to need. A blanket, some photos, and a few outfits. Nothing that would be missed if someone went looking. I have an idea, and I know it’s crazy, but I think it’s necessary and brilliant.
I get out of there as fast as possible and head toward my father's office, passing the hospital on the way to check that Cat’s car is still there. I unhooked her battery cables to prevent her from driving home, she is still not cleared from the doctor, and I don’t need her getting into a wreck as well.
I pull up to the town hall and don’t bother to sign in or chat with anyone. Everyone knows who I am. I take the elevator to the third floor and snort at the empty reception desk.
“We need to talk!” I storm into my father’s office and ignore his new secretary's mouth around his cock. This isn’t the first time, and it won’t be the last. She squeals and tries to climb up from her knees, but my father holds her hair tighter and grips her throat, choking her. I take a seat in one of the dark leather seats he has in front of his desk and wait. I open a text thread on my phone and message Cat.
I’m not expecting a response, but it still pisses me off to be ignored. I guess I should just be happy she’s talking to me at all right now. No, fuck that. She’s mine. I’ll leave Cat be for tonight. She asked for space, and I’m willing to appease her for now, plus I have some business of my own to handle. But once this shit is done, I’ll have her on her knees for me like my father’s little whore is for him.
I get lost in my fantasy and miss the way his secretary is turning purple from the lack of air. My father is one sadistic bastard. I guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree there.
“Oh look, the prodigal son returns,” he scoffs before giving a loud groan and feeding his assistant her afternoon snack. He pulls back, and she collapses onto the floor, crying and shaking, gasping for air. He scowls at her display of weakness, and I’m not surprised when he rips her off the floor and shoves her to the door, telling her she’s fired.
I laugh, and he looks my way with his eyebrow raised. I wave in the direction of the hysterical woman, and he shrugs.
“I guess it’s a good thing this one signed a NDA,” I grumble, and he nods, running his fingers through his blond hair that’s so much like mine. Everyone always compliments us on how we could be twins, but I know how much it pisses him off that I’m at the prime of my youth, and he has to have hair appointments to hide the gray that is starting to show.
“Why are you here, Rexley? It’s bad enough your mother keeps calling me today, sniveling about one thing or the next. I have shit to do. Make it quick!” I stand from the leather chair and slam my palm against the wood of his desk.
“Don’t talk like that to me. You must have forgotten who’s in charge here, old man,” I growl, and he takes a seat. He knows better than most what I’m capable of. At one point he was proud, now he hates that he can’t control me, that the student has surpassed the master.
“I need you to make some calls. There is a Nicole Baker in the ICU, and I need her transferred by the end of the week, but let’s keep it hush hush, if you know what I mean.” I watch as his eyes widen in shock, then dim in acceptance.
He nods, and I leave his domain. It’s time for me to up my timeline. So much to do in so little time.
CHAPTER7
NOW
REXLEY
