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2 months later:
"I can't believe I am letting you do this," said Roman as he drove to the farmhouse his wife was once held captive. "I feel like a fool for this."
"Don't," said Tayla. "I want to do this."
"Are you sure?" he asked. "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean you might get flashbacks of everything that happened. I know you haven't been sleeping a lot lately."
"Ro," she said, "I have to do this and I don't have to do it alone you know. You can come with me."
"I might kill him," said Roman as he pulled up to the farmhouse.
"You won't," said Tayla. "Please do this with me."
"Okay," he said as he put the car in park. He pulled the keys out of the ignition and said, "you know it's not too late to change your mind."
"I'm not changing my mind, Baby. There are things we have to work through together and this is one of them. If we don't we're never going to be okay again," she said as she looked into Roman's eyes. He stared back into her dark brown eyes and sighed. "So are you ready?"
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"I am," she said as she opened the car door. Roman followed her and opened his door. They both got out of the car and walked up the stairs to the farmhouse. It was still the dirty white house that Tayla had remembered and the stairs still creaked as they walked up them. Tayla rang the doorbell as Roman paced behind her.
Roman had a million thoughts running through his head. He didn't know how he would be able to handle seeing the same place he found his wife and the same place he shot his best friend. He wasn't sure if he could face the man that held his wife captive for 2 months without wanting to hurt him. He didn't understand how Tayla could be so forgiving. He didn't understand why Tayla wanted to see the man that had kept her from her husband for 2 months. He was okay with her not pressing charges but seeing the guy and wanting to talk to him was not okay with him. They had been having a tough couple months from moving to Louisiana to be closer to the hospital to visit the babies and Tayla constantly defending Bray Wyatt. It was a couple months of fights and a couple months of tension between both Roman and Tayla. Things had not been okay since he found her. "Maybe he isn't here," said Roman before the door creaked open. Roman's body filled with rage as he saw Bray Wyatt standing that the door.
"Hello," said Bray as he opened the door a little more. "Come in."
"Thank-you," said Tayla as she walked into the house. All the memories had come flooding back to her. The times she was sick to the time she watched Bray get shot to the time when Roman found out his best friend had betrayed him. It was all overwhelming for Tayla. Tears filled her eyes as she walked into the house. It was different though. It was cleaned up and it wasn't dirty anymore. It actually looked like someone lived there.
"Are you okay?" Roman whispered to her.
"I'm fine," she said. "It's just…" she said, "nevermind. I can't explain it."
"Okay," he said as they followed Bray to the kitchen.
"I made some sandwiches," said Bray. "And some sweet tea if you two are hungry and thirsty."
"If you think I'm eating anything you've made you're crazy," said Roman. "I'm not eating anything you made. You probably put rat poison in it."
"Roman," said Tayla. "Thank-you, Bray," she said as they sat down at the table.
"So how are you doing?" asked Bray as he got their sandwiches and tea.
"Better," said Tayla. "How are you?"
"I'm surviving," said Bray. "I lost my job."
"Good," said Roman, "you should have."
"I know," said Bray, "I didn't say that I didn't deserve it. I did a lot of messed up things that I shouldn't have done and I'm sorry."
"It's a little late for apologies," said Roman. "You already did all the damage."
"Roman," said Tayla with a warning tone.
"Sorry," he said to her. He took her hand under the table but she pulled hers away.
"Roman," said Bray. "I know you hate me and I would probably hate me too. What I did wasn't right but I tried to do what I could to keep Tayla safe. Dean wanted me to kill her but I couldn't. I was never going to hurt her. I just wanted her and the baby to be okay."
"So you just thought holding her captive was going to make her okay? That's pretty fucked up," said Roman.
"It was stupid. I know I could say I'm sorry a million times and you will not accept it but know that deep down I am truly sorry for what I did. Tayla, I shouldn't have done it and Roman, it was wrong of me to do it. I enjoyed being with Tayla for those two months," said Bray.
Roman could feel his blood boiling and said, "you son of a bitch."
"Calm down," said Bray, "not like that. I enjoyed her company. I enjoyed talking to her. She reminds me of my sister Abigail. She cared about me. When you're like me you don't have a lot of people that care about you. You have people that don't want to get to know you. People look at me and think I'm some freak. I may be a little on the crazy side but who isn't? Tayla could have let me die when Dean shot me but she didn't. She helped me by putting pressure on my wound. Then before worrying about herself and the babies she worried about me. She took the time to make sure I was okay. The only person that has ever cared about me was Abigail. Tayla is a good woman. She's a caring and loving person. You're lucky to have her."
"I know she's pretty awesome," said Roman, "but you still had no right to do what you did."
"I know," said Bray, "and I did it for the money."
"I know," said Tayla.
"So how much did my so called best friend pay you to do something so horrible?" asked Roman. He was curious as to see how much money was enough to make someone do what Bray did.
"Roman," said Tayla. "It doesn't matter."
"Actually," said Bray, "it does matter."
"No it doesn't," said Tayla.
"I'm going to tell him anyway," said Bray.
"How much?" asked Roman.
"$500,000," said Bray. "He paid me $500,000 to take Tayla. It would have been another $500,000 if I had killed her."
"Well, I'm glad you didn't get greedy and kill my wife," said Roman.
"I told you I would never do that. I was never going to kill her. We were on our way to get help when Dean came in here and shot me. I was not going to let him hurt her and I wasn't going to hurt her."
"So it took you two months to help her?" asked Roman.
"You may not understand it," said Bray, "but if I would have let her go he would have just paid someone else to do it and chances are they probably would have killed her," said Bray.
"Right," said Roman, "I'm surprised you didn't just feed her to the alligators and ended it there. Hell, I'm surprised that you didn't just let Dean shoot her."
"Roman," said Tayla. "You are out of line."
"No," said Roman, "this is out of line. I'm sitting in the house of the man that took my wife. This is out of line but you seem to think it's okay."
"I want to make peace with Bray and want you to make peace with him," she said.
"Not going to happen," said Roman.
"You're so stubborn," said Tayla. "I hope I don't have to make peace with your European whores or other women you possibly slept with."
"Is this what this is about?" asked Roman.
"No it's about me making peace with what happened so that I can move forward and love myself again and be able to go on living my life. That's what this is about. It has nothing to do with the shit you pulled behind my back."
"Well, this is uncomfortable," said Bray.
"Glad we agree on something," said Roman. "So what did you do with the money?"
"Nothing," he said, "nothing yet."
"What are you going to do with it?" asked Roman.
"I am giving it to your daughters," he said. "I want them to have the money."
"They don't need your dirty money," said Roman. "They have what they need."
"Please," said Bray.
"We don't want it," said Roman. "Keep it."
"Bray," said Tayla, "I'm sorry but we can't accept that, you keep it. Make some repairs on the house. You keep it. We don't need it neither do our girls."
"I just feel so horrible for everything," said Bray.
"Saying sorry is enough," said Tayla.
"I'm sorry I put you through all that," he said. "I am very sorry. I know my apology seems to mean nothing after everything but I am truly sorry."
"I accept your apology," said Tayla. "Roman?"
"Never," said Roman. "I will never forgive you."
"You're so stubborn," said Tayla.
"I'm ready to go," said Roman. "I've had enough."
"Yeah," said Tayla, "I've had enough too of you and your attitude."
"What does that mean?" he asked.
"What does it mean?" she asked.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"It means I can't deal with you anymore. I want a divorce!" she said.
"What?" asked Roman. "Tay, Baby, come on, you don't mean that."
"I do. I want a divorce."
Roman didn't know what to say. They had gone through so much in the last few months and it was stressful for both of them but a divorce? He couldn't fathom it. He didn't want to get a divorce. He loved Tayla and wanted to make things work. Before he could say any more she got up from the table said bye to Bray and walked out to the car. Roman was left in shock.
TO BE CONTINUED!
*So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for reading. Please don't be upset..I needed to develop my plot line for the sequel. This is how I chose to go. I hope that you still want to read the sequel. I have lots planned for it I promise :)
*The sequel will be called "Our Perfection" and it will be posted in the next couple days so please look for it!