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Baby S

Chapter Ten

Troy taped up his last box and looked over his shoulder at Chad who was currently loading all the boxes into the back of his rusty truck which was currently parked in Troy's father driveway. He had his father had barely spoken since Friday night and Troy wanted to keep it that why. There was absolutely no way he was going to chat with his father after the man basically kicked him out of the house. 'If he doesn't want to believe me, I won't force him too.' Troy thought as he saw his father peeking out of the blinds. Looking at Chad he tossed the tape into the cab of the truck and then started helping him load the rest of his boxes. "Chad, man I wanna thank you for talking your parents into letting me stay for the rest of the year." He said as he handed Chad a box, shrugging his shoulders as best as he could while lifting the heavy box, Chad looked at his friend for a moment.

"Please, man we're friends."

"Well, thanks." Troy said as he took another glance at the house, sighing when he saw the blinds close. Once they were finished with the boxes, Chad and Troy climbed into the truck and pulled off. Troy couldn't help but feel sad. "I wish he would have believed me man." Chad barely took his eyes off the road before answering his friend.

"You know what maybe he'll come around…so what are you going to do on Monday." Chad asked as he pulled out of Troy's neighborhood. Troy leaned back in the passenger seat throwing his left arm over his face as he thought about Taylor and Victoria. He knew that he had to talk to Taylor before something happened. He couldn't shake the feeling of foreboding that had been clouding his senses since he had been arrested. Daniel McKessie, just seemed like he was waiting on an excuse to do something to both Taylor and her sister.

"I'm going to pull Taylor in a classroom and talk to her and try to get her to leave him again, maybe this time we won't be interrupted and I can tell her that she needs to leave before it's to late."

"Man I just never thought that Mr. McKessie could be such a bastard, when Taylor's mother was alive he was always such a cool guy."

"Maybe that was all for show who knows how he really is, I mean if you had saw Taylor's back man." He whispered choking up with tears taking a deep breath he wiped his eyes and looked at Chad. "If you had only seen her back."

"Look man, don't worry we'll think of a way to get her out of that house…but maybe the reason she's still there is because she's protecting her little sister or…you." Chad said as he continued driving. Troy sat up and looked at him for a moment before shaking his head.

"She doesn't need to protect me…what should be happening is me protecting her." He exclaimed getting angry at the thought of Taylor and Victoria being trapped in that situation because she feels like she needs to protect him. He had never felt so disgusted in his life, Taylor staying in an abusive situation because of him.

"Look man, Mr. McKessie had you arrested and then he dropped the charges…he had to have done it because he made Taylor promise something." He replied as he glanced over at his friend who was clenching and unclenching his fists silently beside him. "I know that, it's something you don't want to hear but I'm serious if everything you've said about Daniel McKessie is true then he's treated Taylor and maybe that's why she didn't approach the police or speak out against her dad man."

"I see what you're saying but damn I don't want her to try and fight for me…she has to think about herself." He whispered. "She has to think about herself and her little sister not me."

"Well she obviously cares about you man." Chad said as he pulled into his driveway, Troy was silent after Chad's last statement, he didn't want to think about Taylor putting herself and her sister in that situation all because she cared about him.

The next day at school it seemed that everyone found about the weekend events, Taylor couldn't keep the frown off her face at the whispers that seemed to follow her throughout the hallways as she tried to discreetly make her way to her locker. She was silently hoping that their wouldn't be an incident this morning and that she could just go about her day without worrying about anything, however that hope was shot down the moment she saw Troy leaning against her locker tapping his foot impatiently, all conversation stopped when the observers realized that Taylor and Troy were about to talk. Troy looked up and saw her standing on the other end of the hallway and quickly walked over to her. "Taylor…baby are you okay?"

"Troy, you shouldn't be talking to me." She whispered looking down unable to look him in the eye. All she could remember were her father's words. He would do something to Victoria or even Troy if she didn't make him leave her alone. Troy grew impatient at her attitude and reached down lifting her face up so that she was looking into his eyes.

"Baby don't push me away." He whispered. "I think I know what's going on, and you can't push me away because of that okay. We'll find a way to get you and Victoria out of there." He whispered so that no one standing near by could hear their conversation. He placed his hands on her shoulders and been his knees slightly so that he was looking at her. "You can come and stay at Chad parent's house. They have a pool house, and they said we come and live there." Taylor looked at him for a moment before asking.

"What about your dad? Aren't you still living with him?"

"No, I…Taylor that wasn't the first time I've been arrested I've just been lucky that everyone has dropped the charges on me every time. My dad though he said that if I ever got arrested again I was out of his house, so I moved out this weekend."

"Oh Troy." She cried as she stroked his cheek, Troy nearly broke down at her touch but he remained strong and grasped her hand tightly. He couldn't believe that after all that had happened that weekend she still found a way to show him that she cared about him, and knowing that she did only made him love her more.

"You gotta leave baby. I think something bad is going to happen if you don't."

"Troy, nothing bad is going to happen."

"Your mother wouldn't want you to go through with this baby…do you think she wants her daughters going through that type of hell."

"Troy I'm sorry okay but as of right now I can't leave." She said as she walked away from him, and for the first time since Troy can to the school she was pulling her own book bag through the hallway. Troy looked after her before sighing and running a hand over his face before silently following in her direction.

Troy had spent the entire day trying to get Taylor to talk to him, and she never would. She would always make up some excuse and then walk away in the other direction, and she even sat by herself at lunch that day. Troy sat down on the bleachers that afternoon before practice mentally preparing himself for seeing his father. Chad and Zeke jogged over to their friend and sat down on either side of him. "Yo, man you alright." Chad said patting him on the back, Troy just nodded and looked out towards the court.

"Yeah man just thinking about Taylor." Zeke and Chad's nodded in understanding and sighed. They believed Troy about what had happened that weekend. Chad rubbed the back of his neck as he thought about what to say.

"She'll talk to you soon enough man."

"What if he told her he'll do something if she talks to me?" He asked looking at his friends. Zeke leaned back beside him and looked over at Chad as if asking him to answer the question.

"You want me to tell you the truth?" Chad asked

"Yeah man."

"Maybe he did…and if he did then you gotta stop talking to her at least till we graduate." Troy shook his head in disagreement before looking at Chad as if he had grown three heads.

"I can't just stop talking to her man…not when I know that bastard is hurting her. Not when I know he is beating her, and not when I know I love her."

"Damn, you love her dog." Zeke whispered in surprised.

"Yeah, man I do." Troy said softly just as his father came out of his office, Jack Bolton locked eyes with his son for a moment before blowing his whistle. Troy, Zeke and Chad jumped up and walked over to the team that was already crowding around listening to what the coach was saying.

"Alright guys, I want you all to start on lay-ups and go right into the star drill…Troy can I speak to you for a moment." Troy sighed as he watched his teammates go to the other side of the court to start the drills. Jack looked at his son for a moment, before heading towards his office, Troy reluctantly followed him. Once they were in the room, Jack closed the door and looked at his son for a moment before speaking. "Troy, I-."

"What is dad? Look I have to go out there and practice."

"I just wanted to know how you're doing." Troy smirked and placed his hand up to his chin and tapped his finger against his mouth as if he was thinking.

"Hmmm, let's see my own father wouldn't believe me, and kicked me out of the house not to mention the other things that are on my mind right now…so no I'm not doing so good." Jack groaned and covered his face with his hands.

"Son, I'm sorry but I told you-."

"I know what you told me and guess what dad this wasn't just some dumb ass fight. I was trying to protect the girl I love. If you had only seen her back," Troy said as a lone tear fell from his eye. He quickly wiped it away and then took a deep calming breath. "Her father is abusing her and I needed you to believe me…I needed your support."

"Troy, she didn't even say anything…she agreed with her father's story, I was out there paying your bail and heard every word. She agreed and didn't even bat an eye."

"Would you? Would you tell the truth if he's threatening you, your sister or someone you care about?"

"Do you even know that's what has happened?"

"I'm not an idiot, Dad. She was abused by that man and now I think she's either trying to protect herself or her little sister." Jack nodded his head and looked at his son before shaking his head.

"Just go practice."

"Fine." Troy got up and walked out of the office and quickly went to join his teammates. Leaving his father alone in his office to think about what his son had said earlier.

Later that week…

Taylor and Victoria were at home they were both sitting at the table Taylor doing her homework while Victoria sat beside her coloring quietly. The atmosphere in the McKessie household had been very quiet. Taylor was worried though, even though her father had stopped hitting her since Troy had came into her bedroom window. He had seemed to be silently fuming over the fact that some people were looking at him differently, and had asked her on numerous occasions did she tell anyone else. Her answer was always no and then she would leave the room. Taylor looked over at her father who was currently watching television silently laughing at some sitcom that was currently playing on the screen. She looked up from her work when she heard Victoria sniff. Glancing at her sister she reached out and gently touched her hand. "Vikki, what's wrong?" Victoria looked up at her sister for a moment before wiping her eyes.

"I wish we could still talk to Troy." She said, Taylor winced as she heard her father shift on the sofa.

"WHAT! VICTORIA COME HERE RIGHT NOW." He shouted, Victoria jumped and covered her mouth with her hands, as Taylor closed her eyes and turned around in her seat.

"She didn't mean it Dad."

"What did I tell you guys last week?" he shouted coming into the kitchen where both girls were sitting. Taylor shrink back in fear, this was the first time she had ever seen her father that mad before. "I told you both that you were not to speak about that boy." Victoria looked at her father and then at her sister before looking back at her father and lifting her small chin in defiance.

"I like TROY better." She screamed, after her words were spoken everything to Taylor seemed to go in slow motion she saw her father rear back and then slammed his open palm against her little sister's cheek. Victoria collapsed to the floor sobbing and holding her cheek, and that was when Taylor snapped. Standing up, Taylor launched her herself at her father.

"You promised you were not going to hurt her." She cried as she and her father struggled in the kitchen. "You said you were never going to hit her as long as I let you hit me." She cried as she pushed her father back.

"She broke my rules and she suffered the consequences just like you are about too." He shouted as he pushed Taylor back and then slammed her onto the edge of the table where she hit the back of her head. Taylor blacked out immediately while her father released her and took a few steps back, he surveyed the damaged he had done to both of his children. He stood there for a moment before turning around and walking out of the kitchen. Victoria jumped when she heard the front door slam, and rushed to the door when she heard a car pull away, she tried her best to open the door but she couldn't reach the lock that was above the door knob.

"Taylor, dad left." She called out expecting her sister to respond or come into the hallway and help her out. "Taylor." She called again unable to keep the fear out of her voice. When her sister didn't answer again, Victoria wondered back into the kitchen. She gasped when she saw her sister with a pool of blood around her head not moving. The four year old girl immediately rushed to her sister's side and shook her sister in an attempt to wake her up. "Taylor wake up." She whispered crying.