Fifty Shades of Love

Chapter 2

A/N: Wow! I'm so glad you guys are enjoying it so far! I am so excited right now I think I'm going to put TWO chapters up today!

CPOV:

We arrived at my favorite steakhouse Steak Over. The hostess recognized me immediately and quickly ushered us to the VIP table.

" What would you like to drink Taylynn? They have a lot of sodas here and the iced tea is pretty good here." I asked her.

" Um I guess some root beer would be nice. I think I had it once before my mom died." I could see the sadness in her eyes as she touched on her mother.

" I hope you don't mind me asking but why are you on the street?" I was really starting to become fond of Taylynn and I could tell she was taking a liking to me as well. She was debating whether or not telling me the truth. Obviously, by the way she sighed in resignation, she had decided to be honest.

" My father died right after I was born and my mother remarried a guy that turned out to not be as great as she thought he was but she lived through it. When I was seven, she got really sick and" she paused, choked up, " passed away within a month. My brother and I…"

I nearly spit out my wine, " Wait? What? You have a brother? How old is he? What's his name? WHERE is he?" Taylynn looked highly amused at my little game of 20 questions.

" He is 15, just like me. He's my twin and his name is Tristan. Tristan is at home with my dick of a stepfather." I frowned at her choice of words and she looked down at her hands.

" Look Taylynn, I'm very interested in your life story, but I need to know why you are on the streets. Are you in trouble?"

" No, I just ran away from my step father. He… um… he's been… hitting me and Tristan since our mom died. He kind of just went off the deep end you know, drinking and drugs. " I was damn near surprised at the rage I felt for these poor kids. I knew that I had to get them out of the situation.

Our meal was over and I called Taylor and he got the car for us. Once I got her situated in the car, I asked her for her address. We drove to one of the scariest places in Seattle and we pulled up to the house.

" You stay here, I'm going to get Tristan and then I will take you both back to my house. We can work out a way to get you out of this predicament. She nodded and I strode up to the door, I knocked. The door opened to a fat, dirty man holding a bottle of almost empty whiskey.

" Who the hell are you, " He drunkenly slurred," What do you want?"

" Sir, I am here for Tristan. May I come in?'

" Eh, Tristan, that little shit! Yeah sure, c'mon in." I was surprised at his willingness. I walked into a filthy house, and I looked around, searching for Tristan. My eyes locked on a boy that looked afraid of his own shadow. He came into the light and I felt myself tremor with rage when I saw the large purple bruise on his face.

" Tristan," I said softly, " Why don't you go up and pack a bag and while you are up there please grab some things for your sister."

" Who… Who are you? Is Taylynn okay?" He continued to babble on until I stopped him.

" It's alright just grab your stuff, I'll be here." He nodded warily and ran up the stairs. I turned back to the step monster.

" I will be taking Tristan and Taylynn to my house and I will be contacting the police about your abuse and neglect of these two children your stupid ass will fucking ROT in a jail cell for the rest of your pathetic, good for nothing life. Got it, fucktard?" Holy hell I don't think I have ever been this angry before. The stupid fucker didn't even have the balls to respond. Just taking another gulp of his whiskey. Tristan had come back down and we quickly headed out to the car. Taylynn jumped out of the car and for the first time I saw genuine happiness on both of their faces. I could tell this was going to be a great thing.

A/N 2: WOW! I had a lot of fun writing this chapter! I really hope you like it! PLEASE REVIEW!