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Her kind words took me by surprise, and being the emotional pregnant woman that I was, tears slowly began to fill my eyes that I didn’t want to be there, but of course, my body had other plans for me, as usual.
“You don’t hate me?” I asked her, hoping she was sincere because, honestly, my emotions couldn’t take anymore today.
“No, I don’t hate you. I hate everything that we went through to get to this point, but since I became a mother, Becca, I’m not the same person that I was.”
For the first time in a very long time, I could see that she really had changed. “I don’t know what I’m going to do, Tally. With everything going on with all this violence surrounding your father, I’m surprised he hasn’t got you out of town.”
She laughed for a moment, nodding her head as she picked the teacup up and put it to her lips, taking a long sip on the cooling, but still hot, liquid inside. “Oh, he tried. That’s why there’s so much security in this house. Well, there usually is. Right now, it’s a little bit light because it’s in the middle of a shift change.”
I hadn’t really noticed when I pulled up the amount of security. However, I did notice that guys were walking the property, and with everything going on, it did make sense that James would have extra security at his home to protect Tally.
“Why wouldn’t you leave? That’s absolutely crazy. You could have gone up north to the property your dad has there. Why would you stay here knowing that all the shit going on?”
“Because it’s my home, Becca,” she replied, placing her cup on the table as she shook her head. “My dad’s issues are not my own, and I won’t uproot my son and run away because my dad has problems. He needs to figure this shit out.”
I couldn’t agree more with her there. The problem was, if it got bad, and she got hurt, that would destroy him. “What if something happens to you? Your son can’t lose his mother.”
“Nothing is going to happen to me. You’re just overthinking it.” She began to laugh by giving me a pointed stare, the one I usually gave her back in the day when she was doing something ridiculous.
“Tally, anything could happen. If anything, you could lose your life tonight, and your son would be left without a mother. Who would care for him?”
“You would,” she replied as if it was the most obvious answer.
“Me?” I exclaimed in shock. “What do you mean me?”
“I mean, I made a will last week. If anything were to happen to me, you would end up gaining custody of my son. I know that if anybody could raise him, it would be you. My father will be a mess if I am not there, and my mother is absolutely out of the question. I hope that’s okay.”
If I hadn’t been crying before, I was now.
Tears streamed down my face upon hearing her words. She would be willing to leave her son in my care if anything had ever happened to her. After everything that she and I had been through, all the hatred, the hurt… she forgave all of it.
The question was, was I able to forgive her?
“If anything ever happens to you, Tally, I promise I’ll take care of your son,” I replied, reaching across the table and laying my hand upon hers. “Enough with the heavy, though. Tell me what else has been going on.”
In the middle of our conversation, the alarm of the house started blaring, and looking around frantically, Tally’s eyes widened as she stood to her feet and ran to the bottom of the stairs just in time to see a nanny running out onto the top landing.
“Grab him and get to the panic room now!” she yelled at the nanny, who didn’t hesitate as she disappeared from sight. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but when she turned to me, I saw the fear in her eyes. “Run, Becca!”
Becca.
A whirlwind of emotions ran through me as chaos consumed James’s home. The wood shattering echoed around me in slow motion as glass broke and screaming consumed the home.
Men in black clothing came through every entryway, and it was obvious that they weren’t friendly by the way they pointed their guns at us.
I wasn’t sure what was going on, but as I gained focus, I realized I was in trouble.
Tally was screaming, yelling, fighting, and doing everything that she could. However, I was tossed aside quickly. My shoulder hit the counter before I slid to the floor, wincing in pain.
The voices that were speaking and shouting were in another language and my mind just couldn’t wrap around what was going on.
I had not the slightest clue what would was happening, but as I slowly regained my focus, I watched as a large, burly man had his arms wrapped around Tally, who was fighting as she kicked off the floor, screaming and jumping up and down like a wild caged animal trying to break free.
“Tally!” I screamed out as my heart beat rapidly, realizing who had broken into the house. Katrine’s face came into view as she stepped through the shattered glass door, an older man with graying hair coming in behind her.
This was Sergei, and he had just infiltrated James’s home.
We were so f*cked.
“Well, look what we’ve got here,” Katrine laughed as her eyes landed on me. “We came for Tally and instead got a two-for-one special.”
“Please, don’t hurt us. Let us go!” I begged them from where I sat on the floor. Tally took a beating before her body was finally dropped to the floor near me. This was even worse than when Chad had attacked me, and as I sat scared and shocked, I watched her crawl towards me.
“Becca, it’s going to be okay. Everything’s going to be okay.” Tally’s voice sounded shaky as she tried to reassure me, but she looked like hell.
Katrine walked around the house for a moment before sitting at the table. Her father, however, stood looking around the room before letting his eyes fall on me with intrigue that was becoming unsettling.
“Enough with the dramatics from you, Taliana. I’ve known you since you were in diapers. You could have gone a lot quieter and without a beating had you just simply cooperated,” Sergei said from where he took his seat at the dining table.
“Go f*ck yourself. You need to get out of my f*cking house!” she said as she spit blood onto the floor. “My dad isn’t even here.”
“I know your dad’s not here. In fact, I made sure to stage this when he wasn’t here because every bit of reasoning that I had given him up to this point was not working. That’s where you two come in. At first, I was worried that just Taliana wouldn’t be enough, but you, Becca?” He grinned with a twinkle in his eyes.
I hadn’t the slightest f*cking clue what he was talking about, but one thing was for sure; I was pissed. Because of James’ bullshit, we were in this situation.
“This is ridiculous!” I snapped. “This has nothing to do with us! This is about James.”
“No, it doesn’t have anything to do with you. But then again, it does have everything to do with you. I know it wasn’t you that stopped James from doing the dealing, but it was you that clouded his judgment about me,” Sergei replied, laughing with disgust.
“Careful, Father. She’s pregnant and hormonal. There’s no telling what tears will come from her eyes,” Katrina replied with a sneer as she rolled her eyes from looking at me.
It was Sergei, though, who scanned his eyes down to my stomach and then snapped them up to the man who had grabbed me before. “Regardless of what we’re doing, you put your hands on a pregnant woman. Could you not see that she’s pregnant?”
The guy shrugged his shoulders, holding his hands out as if to say he didn’t know. Sergei didn’t like that, and the next thing I knew, a gunshot rang throughout the house, and the man that had grabbed me dropped dead to the floor.
A scream left my throat upon seeing what had happened. “I am so sorry, my dear. I didn’t realize that you were pregnant,” he said as he held out his hand to me. “Let’s get you a chair.”
I wasn’t sure what kind of psychological bullshit this was, but I wasn’t about to drop dead onto the floor like the man beside me. So, of course, I gave him my hand and stood. My eyes glanced down at Tally, who seemed scared of what might happen next.
Sergei walked me over to a chair that was pulled into the center of the room and sat me down upon it. “Please, I know he upset you, but I don’t have anything to do with him anymore. We haven’t been together for a while.”
Before Sergei could say anything, a man came down the stairs, his eyes locked onto Sergei before turning to me with a glare. “The nanny took the baby into the panic room, and it’s not going to be possible to get into.”
“A panic room. I don’t remember that being in the latest designs that we were able to pull for this house,” Sergei muttered to himself as he shrugged his shoulders. “Doesn’t surprise me he would do something like that. It’s okay. We will be fine with these two.”
“It was installed more recently,” Tally spit out, causing Sergei to laugh.
“I bet it was,” he replied, walking toward her. “Too bad it won’t save the both of you.”
The look in Sergie’s eyes as he stalked toward her made my blood run cold. I wasn’t sure what would happen, or if I would die, but at that moment, I wanted nothing more than to tell Neal and James I was sorry.
I had acted like a fool the past few months.
It wasn’t just them that was at fault; it was me too.