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A/N: Alright it's time for another update but first off I want to thank my reviewers from last time; lilmissmonique, chaylorXtraylorlover, HeartsWereNeverMeantToRace, LadiiBabiiCottonCandii990 , secretwishxx, LunaSolTierra , Quizas, and phelycia. Thank you guys for reviewing. I hope everyone enjoys this new chapter and please remember to leave a review, I'd love to hear from you.
Baby S
Chapter Eleven
A Few Weeks Later...
"Good morning!" Troy smirked as he was awakened by Taylor kissing him noisily awake, lifting his arms he wrapped his arms around her slender waist and shifted so that she was now finally straddling him. Chuckling he leaned back and glazed into her eyes before speaking.
"Yeah it is a good morning alright especially when I wake up to you in my arms." he murmured as he lifted a hand and brushed it against the side of her face and sighed contently. "Oh yeah this is most definitely a good morning." Taylor chuckled and kissed him again before leaning down so that her head as resting on his chest. Wrapping his arms around her tightly he held her to him and rubbed her back soothingly.
"What do you have planned for the day?"
"Nothing much...I was thinking about spending it with you. Darius gave everything the month off, and told us it was his Christmas present to us all." he replied with a shake of his head. Taylor traced her finger along his well defined upper chest and just sighed.
"Are you guys friends now or-"
"Taylor, baby I'm sorry but the chances of that happening are just slim to none." he admitted honestly. He knew he could never bring himself to be friends with the likes of Darius Combs, that just wasn't in him. To smile and be friendly with someone who had set out to control and destroy Taylor's mind and self-image. He wasn't the type of person to act as if he liked someone when he didn't. He wasn't a fronter.
Taylor paused at his answer and lifted her head up and slowly looked at him as if he had just spoken a foreign language. "What do you mean the chances are slim to none? Troy I want you guys to be friends. Both of you are two of the most important men in my life. Of course I want you all to get along."
"I'm sorry about that baby, but I just can't do it alright...not now. Darius and I are just two men that just won't agree and can't agree on a few things."
"Like?"
"Don't worry about it, so what do you have planned?"
"Christmas shopping," she giggled at the sound of Troy's loud groan as he threw an over his face to hide his disappointment and horror. He knew by now that shopping with Taylor could be and in most cases was a trying experience for a man, unless it was like the time she took him to Victoria Secret and let him chose a few things for her to wear during their private time. She slapped his shoulder and listened as he chuckled out loud his voice deep and rich. "Don't do that."
"Sorry...but you have to understand that you and shopping sometimes scares me." He replied with a chuckle as he smiled up innocently into Taylor's face. She rolled her eyes and just smiled for a moment before shaking her head.
"Fine...so what do you want to do."
"Spend the day in bed," he paused and pushed his hips up towards her. "And do what comes natural."
"No...wasn't last night enough."
"For last night." Troy replied back with a smirk as Taylor rolled her eyes at him and pushed off him and crawled across the bed, quickly moving so she could avoid his hands that were trying to pull her back into his embrace. Scrambling out of the bed, she looked at him with a smirk and then headed towards her dresser. "What are you doing?"
"Getting ready to start my day...I'm about to take my shower,"
"Can I join ya?"
"No...as I was saying," Taylor went on with a roll of her eyes. "I'm going to take my shower and then I'm going shopping and you know you don't have to go if you don't want to." she replied with a small smile as she looked at him just as his phone rang.
"Baby are you sure?" he asked looking over towards his nightstand and picking up his offending cell phone which was currently breaking up their conversation. Taylor just smiled and nodded her head as she opened door to her massive bathroom.
"Yes I'm sure...I don't need your distractions." he rolled his eyes at her and just laid back on the bed for a moment before looking back down at his ringing phone. He studied the display for a moment before answering.
"Hello?" he asked calmly wondering if he should head out to the balcony to continue the call in private.
"Why, hello Troy...how are you doing. I was wondering when you were going to call again and let us know how things are going with Taylor. You know our friend that we haven't seen in five years." Troy's eyes shifted towards the bathroom door and then he spoke low into the phone.
"I told you I'd call you guys Sharpay...what if Taylor had picked up my phone." he rushed out angry with her for calling him like this in the morning.
"So she's still angry with all of us." Sharpay asked her voice taking on a hurt tone, that he was sure would work on Zeke but then again he wasn't his baking friend and certainly wasn't moved by Sharpay's bouts of sadness. Especially not when the person he was trying to protect was Taylor he knew that she was worried about her friend but he wasn't about to allow himself to be pulled in to a situation that could push Taylor further away from him.
"She doesn't really talk about it." he admitted as he rubbed a hand over his face. "Look, let me call you back later on today...she has some place to go and well I call you guys then." There was a momentary pause on the phone. "Shar, do you hear me?"
"Oh she heard you alright...let's just say when it comes to our daughter...you won't be calling the shots." Troy was up in a instance and out the balcony door. He held the phone to his ear and looked out over Taylor's balcony into the backyard. "Troy, boy are you still there?" A deep baritone voice sounded, the voice seemed to be furious and confrontational.
"Um, Mr. McKessie?"
"Give the boy a prize...now where is my daughter I would like to speak to her right now if you don't mind."
"I can't do that sir." Troy replied softly, yet his voice still had a certain edge to it. He knew they were her parents, but he knew deep down she wasn't ready for this type of confrontation. She just wasn't ready for them, and he had the awful feeling that if he brought out there that she would end up deeper in Darius' clutches while effectively pushing him away from her.
"What da hell do you mean you can't do that? She's our daughter...and she left five years ago. Do you have any idea the horror we've been put through not knowing where she was or what she was doing." The older practically shouted. "And to find out that you've known where she's been for about half a year and you didn't try to tell us."
"There's a very good reason for that, sir."
"Oh please enlighten me."
"Put Sharpay back on the phone." he grounded out, angry that he had even shared the whereabouts of Taylor months ago with her.
"No...tell me what made you keep the whereabouts of our daughter to yourself. Who gave you that right?" Troy rubbed a hand over his face, and then gripped the rail with his hand.
"Sir, I have a good reason for it all but right now I have to talk to Sharpay." he replied firmly, hoping that his tone showed just how serious he was at the moment. There was a shuffling around and then he heard a door slam. As soon as Sharpay was on the phone he lit into her.
"How did he find out?" he snapped out.
"Um, there was an incident at your father's birthday party last week," Sharpay began softly as if she didn't want to continue. "Well...Chad showed up and Mr. McKessie lit into him about Taylor. Chad said some things back and well I was angry about what he said back and without thinking I let everything slip just to get back at him."
"Damnit Sharpay."
"Look, I'm sorry...but now Mr. McKessie is determine to find his daughter, and well...you just better talk to him cause I think your time with her is just about run out. Troy nodded his head for a moment and then just shook his head.
"Of course it over...look um, tell him I'll call him back later and that well I'll make arrangements with Taylor...or rather I'll make arrangements for her to see you guys again." he muttered not liking this at all. He knew Taylor now, and he certainly didn't want her to push him away but at the moment his hands were tied. He was basically handcuffed and with no way out.
"Alright...you might...you know get a call from Chad too."
"Like I give a shit. Just tell Mr. McKessie...I'll call him back later on this afternoon." he muttered before hanging up the phone. Reaching up he grabbed hold of his hair and just stood there for moment with tears in his eyes. He could feel it in his heart, he had to handle this just right or else he wouldn't be able to hold onto Taylor and then Darius would win.
Mr. McKessie sat outside in his car, literally broken. He still couldn't believe it. His daughter, his little girl was still out there so where in the world. It was so ironic, he had looked at the singer Tay-Ann and had on numerous times compared her to his own daughter, but he had always been able to shake the thought of that being his child because he just knew that Taylor would never act like Tay-Ann. He just knew that she would never be caught dead in the outfits or with the men he had seen her out with in the media and all along that had been his daughter. He looked up as Sharpay came rushing out of her house stopping him just before he pulled off. Rolling his window down, he glared at her and spoke his deep voice trembling with tightly coiled emotions. "What is it Sharpay?" he asked harshly unable to curb his angry at the woman before him. She had helped keep the locate of his child away from him and for that he wasn't sure if he could forgive her.
"Um, Troy said that he would call you back later to discuss some stuff with you."
"He damn better." he snapped as he shook his head with tears in his eyes, Sharpay gulped as she looked at the large African American man struggle with his emotions. A lone tear rushed down his brown cheek as he turned and looked back at her. "He better call me back or so him me God there will be nothing stopping me from finding him and tearing him apart."
"Just so you know he was helping her...the man who has been supposedly helping her for the last years has practically tried to make her someone completely different."
"I don't care...what would have helped my daughter is her being brought back home to me and her mother that is what would have helped." He stated as he lowered his head and started to silently cry. "You have no idea the hell that we've been in since her disappearance. No idea...you tell me how you would feel if your son took off and your didn't know where he was for five damn years. You tell me." he snapped as he gunned the car and back out of the driveway and sped off. Sharpay watched until he was completely gone before turning around and heading back inside.
"Man, please Taylor don't get mad and do anything rash, just listen to Troy and give him a chance." She murmured, it may have been five years but she knew her friend. Taylor was a stubborn woman and if she had made for five years without contacting them then Taylor was definitely, well at least what she knew about those actions were that Taylor certainly wasn't thinking about coming home.
Taylor was surprise to see Troy so down as she exited the bathroom with a towel around her waist. He looked up at her and sent her a small smile as she walked over to him and looked him over. "Everything okay." he clenched his jaw and just nodded his head before speaking.
"I'm fine baby...don't worry about me." She reached out and placed both hands on his cheek and just looked at him for a moment before sighing.
"I wish you would just tell...you know I can read you like a book." Troy paused at her words and thoughts things over again. He could certainly read her like a book and she wasn't ready to see anyone. She wasn't ready to see a single one of them.
"Nothing...I've just got this horrible feeling in my chest." he replied softly, as he looked at her for a moment. "You better get dressed."
"Was it the phone call?"
"Yeah, I got some things to handle, so um...will you be alright out shopping by yourself." he asked softly. Taylor studied him some more before nodding her head.
"Yes, I can handle it...I'll just have to take my bodyguard." she replied softly as she looked at him. Troy stood then and placed a kiss on her slightly damp forehead and then lowered his mouth to her lips and kissed her there. He wrapped his arms around her and sighed.
"You know I love you right." he whispered as he pulled back and looked down into her eyes. She gave him a sweet smile and nodded her head.
"Of course and I," she paused and placed her hands on his massive forearms. "And I love you too." she whispered as she looked at him for a moment before sighing. "Now where is all this coming from."
"Just thought I tell you before you head out...I'm thinking about taking a hot steaming shower right now. I think I need it." he muttered as he rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. "Don't worry about me...besides I know you want the time to get my gift."
"What makes you think I haven't already picked it up." she asked with a smile hoping that whatever was bringing Troy down didn't last much longer. She hated to see him so upset, she loved him. To admit it he was the first person she had allowed herself to love in years. Darius didn't count because he was like her brother, but Troy...Troy was her love and God did she love him.
"Oh so is it somewhere in the house." he asked immediately walking to her closet, he hoped his actions were enough to get her to stop thinking about him and his recent sad attitude. She rushed in front of him and placed herself in front of the closet and gave him what Troy thought could be her evil eye if she wasn't smiling so much.
"Oh no no no." she stated as she pushed back on his chest. "Oh no you don't...besides what makes you think I would put it in here." He smiled at her and crossed his arms over his chest as he studied her for a moment before shaking his head.
"I want to see my present."
"Well you will when it's Christmas Day...you can see and hold and even unwrap your present." she replied with giggle as Troy hoisted her up and moved her from the closet. He threw open the doors and walked inside. Taylor followed behind him, with a roll of her eyes as he walked deeper into her closet.
"Okay where is it?"
"You will not be getting that present...besides what makes you think I'd be stupid to leave it in the house," she laughed at Troy's pout and shook her head. "Oh my goodness I can't believe you...you're worst than a child." she stated with a soft smile as her voice lower. He watched her for a moment before smiling and nodding his head.
"So then you're tell me then." he replied as he gave her his best puppy dog look. She sighed and looked away from him.
"No...it's best if you wait till Christmas...I can't wait to see you're face...you are just going to love it." Troy groaned and walked over to her, turning her around he pulled her into his embrace and held her to him and sighed.
"Oh you have got to give me a hint now."
"Nope...I want it to be a surprise...now how about you help me pick out my outfit for today...cause I don't want to deal with a grumpy you...if you don't like my outfit." Troy chuckled and shook his head.
"Oh you can't avoid that. I don't like you in any outfit." he stated and then laughed out right when he saw the face that Taylor made. "Playing...I'm just playing." he replied as he raised his hands in mock surrender. He went and sat down in the chair that they had brought months to help with Taylor's outfit modeling sessions so that Troy could relax and tell her if the outfit was good for the moment. Taylor just smiled at him and started getting ready.
Once he was alone, Troy leaned back on the bed and pulled out his cell phone, he stared at it for a moment. He knew that if he made that call, that she would leave him. She wasn't ready for this. She wasn't for them to be back in her lives. Despite everything...despite his love for her and hers for him, Darius still had a tight grasp on her. Leaning back, he covered his face with his hands and just sat there for a moment. He was so tempted not to call Mr. McKessie, but he knew if he was in his place he would want the phone call. Looking down at his phone, he saw the text from Sharpay that displayed Mr. McKessie's number he pressed it and then cautiously held it to his ear. After the second ring, the phone picked up and Mr. McKessie's deep voice came over the phone. "I'm glad you call I was starting to lose my patience."
"I'm sorry about that I had to wait until...Taylor was gone." he answered honestly, his voice humble and soft. He didn't want to upset the man before it was time.
"Where is my daughter?"
"She's out christmas shopping." Troy replied. "Now we need to talk about what you want cause you really just can't come here and think that everything is going to end all fairy-taleish."
"What is that suppose to mean? Are you threatening me, Troy?"
"No sir...I'm just trying to let you know how things are. She hasn't had a desire to be back home in five years and I can hardly get her to talk about her past. She wants to act like she doesn't have a past there in New Mexico and her boss has been helping forget her past."
"And what have you done?"
"Nothing...sir...except love her." he admitted sheepishly, he wasn't going to allow this man to make him out to be the bad person here. He was and still is looking out for Taylor's best interest, and unlike her father he knew what those things were.
"Love her...huh...well if you loved her like you say you do...then I wouldn't just be finding out about my daughter from another person would I?"
"Look...she asked me not to tell and I didn't. I only confided foolishly in Sharpay because I needed someone to talk to about Taylor."
"Well all secrets are eventually brought to light." Mr. McKessie stated knowingly. "My daughter needs us so tell me your location and me and my wife will be there as soon as we can get a flight." Troy lowered his head into his hands and shook his head.
"No...no you can not do that."
"And why the hell not." the older man snapped. "I want to see my daughter." Troy sighed and looked up at the ceiling before speaking out calmly.
"How about I let you, your wife, Sharpay and Gabriella come on Christmas. It's a week away pretty much and then you can see her. I think that's better than what you're trying to do right now. Give me time to try and get her use to the idea. Let me edge her to it and then you guys can come but not before then."
"Why should I wait that long...what are you scared of, Troy." Mr. McKessie asked harshly over the phone. Troy just sighed for a moment before he spoke up again.
"I'm afraid of losing her...this, what you're asking me...well...if it, if she doesn't take it well she will leave me. She will stay here with Darius and none of us will have access to her and he will just brainwash her more." he replied finally speaking his fears out loud since receiving the first phone call.
"What are talking about boy?"
"You really don't think that she made up the name Tay-Ann all by herself do you? No, Darius Combs did it for her. He's her boss...and the one that helped her change over five years ago. He has had a tight hold on her for the last five years. I'm trying to break that hold but I don't know if I'm going to be able to do it." he admitted softly as he looked down for a moment. "And this visit probably isn't going to help."
"She loves us...we're her parents that hasn't changed and it never will...make the arrangements Troy. I'm holding you to this. I want my daughter back on Christmas Day and not a moment before." Troy sighed as the other man hung up the phone. Falling back on the bed, he sighed for a moment and just glazed up at the ceiling wondering if things would work out for them all. He only allowed himself to sulk on the bed for a few more minutes before deciding that he had things to do if he was going to get things.
By the time Christmas rolled around, Troy was a nervous wreck, and trying his best to stick to the plan that he so wanted to back away from. He looked up as Taylor entered the bedroom from her closet and did a quick spin. "You like?" she asked him with a sexy smile that normally turned him right on, but instead it only worked to make him feel even sicker. He was so afraid of losing her he didn't know what to do. He was scare of not being able to hold her in his arms again. Taylor pouted at his non-answer and climbed onto the bed. "Baby are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm just...well I'm just nervous about your present." he replied softly as he touched her cheek. "You know I've never loved anyone like I love you, and I really want to make you happy with the present that's all." he replied softly as he looked her over before speaking again. "You look lovely by the way. I should be the envy of everyone at the party tonight."
"It's not really a party just a small gathering." she answered right back as she looked down at him. "I just wanted or friends here."
"Of course." he returned with a small smile. "So do I have to wear anything matching your outfit cause I just want to tell that is a big no." he replied with a small smirk on his face. Taylor slapped her hand on the bed and pouted.
"We should...isn't that what Christmas host couples do."
"Not this Christmas host couple." he stated with a wink as he walked into the smaller closet were he had moved all of his things less than two months ago.
"Wear something blue it will bring out your eyes." Taylor called, just as the doorbell rang. "I'll go and get it." she called as she bounded down the stairs. Maria was off for the holidays so Taylor had to run her house the old fashion way, with her opening the doors all by herself. Opening the front door she smiled as she embraces Carlos and Alisha Desantos. "Hey guys come on in." she replied with a bright smile. Alisha quickly stepped forward to embrace her holding onto her tightly.
"Hey girly...man something smells good...now is it your cooking or Maria's?" Alisha asked with a laugh as she spied the look on Taylor's face.
"Alisha...I'll have you know that I can cook myself something to eat?"
"Then why do you need Maria?" Alisha asked with a chuckle as Taylor latched onto her arm planning on showing her all the great food that she had prepared for them, while telling Carlos over her shoulder that Troy was upstairs getting dressed. Carlos waited till they were gone before walking up the stairs only to find Troy walked out of the bedroom he shared with Tay-Ann dressed to the nines.
"Wow, man...it's a Christmas party in the house."
"Not my fault I make this regular outfit look good." Troy replied with a chuckle before reaching out and shaking Carlos' hand. "Glad you two could make it...I hope the parents understood."
"Not really...you mine are all about family and being together and things like that." he stated with a shake of his head as he glanced behind him as the doorbell went off again. "I bet that Darius and Julius...are their anymore people coming." Troy faltered a bit and then just shook his head.
"No...no one else is coming." he replied smoothly as he nodded towards the stairs. "We better head on down there." Once they were on the landing they saw Darius and Julius greeting Taylor and Alisha.
"Tay-Ann baby girl, Merry Christmas." Darius replied with a bright smile as he hugged Taylor and then passed her over to Julius who was finishing greeting Alisha. He looked over at Troy and bite back a snarl and just gave him a lip smile, no teeth shown at all. "Troy...Carlos how are you doing?"
"Good it's Christmas time, how are you doing?" Carlos answered back when Troy didn't really reply to Darius.
"We're good...," he looked over at Taylor who was watching them cautiously before speaking up. "Tay-Ann that food smell good as a mutha...let's eat." Taylor just smiled and nodded her head for a moment before motioning for everyone to follow.
After the meal, everyone gathered in large living for the gift exchange. Darius gave everyone a bit of money while Carlos, Alisha and Julius gave out more traditional presents. Taylor looked at Troy and grinned brightly when it became his turn. He picked up some presents and passed them out but stopped when he reached Taylor. "If I give you this present you have to promise me to give me a kiss on the lips afterwards." Darius rolled his eyes at the words and just shook his head. He never understood how men could become so romantically lame when they were around women they supposedly loved. Taylor just smiled and nodded her head as she looked at him. Right before Troy was about to hand her the present the doorbell rang. Taylor placing the part of hostess to a T jumped up. "Baby let me get that?"
"No I got it...you just stay there and wait for me." Troy nodded and gulped deep as Taylor walked down the hallway. Darius noticed his nervousness and looked between him and Taylor before speaking up.
"What's wrong, Troy?" he asked in voice that clearly stated that he truly didn't give a damn at all. Troy didn't reply he just keep his eyes in the direction that Taylor went. Suddenly everyone heard a loud scream from her.
"What are you doing here?" she exclaimed in the loudest voice they had ever head. Troy bolted first and walked down the hallway where he saw Taylor standing in front of her mother and father as well as Sharpay and Gabriella. He closed his eyes and then cleared his throat. Taylor turned around instantly and glared at him.
"What are they doing here?"
"Taylor, sweetie...oh my God it's been so long." Her mother cried as she stepped into the house headed straight for her daughter. Taylor immediately stepped out of the way and glared at the woman that had the nerve to act as if she cared after the way she had completely abandoned her in her moment of need.
"Tay-Ann what the hell is going on?" Darius asked as he stormed down the hallway. She instantly rushed into his arms where he hugged her tightly playing the role of a concerned big brother quite well. Troy eyed them for a moment before speaking up.
"Taylor?" The moment he said it, her head was up instantly glaring at him with such an intensity that he was momentarily shocked for a moment.
"You did this didn't you?" she accused as the other guests filled the hallway watching the confrontation.
"Taylor...they're your parents they love you...I love you, I only wanted to do what was best for you." he whispered hoping he could get through to her however he should have known that Darius wouldn't let something like that happen.
"Oh really you wanted to do what was best for her, and how was inviting the people that broke her heart the best thing possible how in the hell was that the best thing for her." Troy narrowed his eyes at Darius and spoke up.
"Stay out of this."
"No, he doesn't stay out of this...he's the only one who understands me and how I'm feeling." her eyes filled with tears as she looked up at Troy. "How could you do this?"
"He did this...because you need your family Taylor."
"My name is Tay-Ann?" she screamed at them, from Darius' side. Darius had to bite his inner lip hard not to laugh at the looks on their faces that appeared after Taylor's declaration. Oh he had done, well in poisoning her against them, and Troy well he had sealed his own fate with this stunt here. Taylor wouldn't want him back now and it simply saved him the time of trying to create some type of drama for them later on down the room.
"No your name is Taylor Anne McKessie." Samuel McKessie exclaimed as he shared a look with Troy. He didn't want to believe the younger man who had told him that the trip might have been a bad idea. All he cared about was getting to his daughter.
"No, her name is Tay-Ann McKessie...and you would do well to remember that." Darius replied back as he rubbed his hand soothly up and down his daughter's back. Darius took his attention off the older man and looked at Troy with a sneer. "I can't believe I trusted you with her...you should have never done this. I knew you were from her past, but I just let it go because you were so good to her and she was changing but now look. Shit, I knew I should have ended the relationship from the start."
"You should have." Taylor whispered as she looked back at Troy. "I can't believe you brought them here. All those times you said you would never hurt me," she paused as her voice got caught up in a sobbing fit. Troy's heart broke for her. He moved forward and touched her shoulder only to have her turn on him in a instant. "I hate you I hate you." she cried as she pounded her fist into his chest. Troy took it as he looked down at her through his own blurring vision.
"I love you Taylor...I love you so much," he grabbed her wrists and pulled her to him holding her tight against. "That's why I did this baby that's why...Darius has been screwing with your brain. He's only using you as he can gain money. He doesn't care for you Taylor. He wants you to remain Tay-Ann so he can keep on bringing in the dough."
"Why are you lying to me?"
"I would never lie to you... I love you." he cried out brokenly as he realized that he simply wasn't getting through. Taylor tried to pull away from him, but he wouldn't let her. He held onto her firmly and spoke up. "I love you so much...I want to spend the rest of my life with you...my gift...my gift was an engagement ring Taylor. I want to marry you... I want you to be my wife." he whispered as he looked up at her. She was shaking her head as if trying to toss aside his proposal and his numerous declarations of love. She yanked her arms back and glared at him.
"You don't love me."
"I do...and you love me too," he pointed at Darius. "EVERYTHING, he's every told you was a lie...a lie. Your parents love...so do our friends. The only person who did you wrong was Chad."
"Don't you say his name in my presence." Darius exclaimed harshly. "How you gonna stand there and tell her you love her and then speak out that fool's name. He broke her heart, and I love Tay-Ann to much to have her struggling every time she hears that name."
"You're no better than him."
"How dare you say that?" Taylor exclaimed as she walked back to his side, Darius draped his arm around her and looked at Troy smugly. "He's been there for me since day one...he's taken care of me. He watched over me...treated me like family. He's ten times better than Chad...don't you dare compare the two."
"I will compare them...Taylor...baby he's using you." she just shook her head and looked over at Darius. "Don't look at him look at me...just this morning you told me you loved me."
"Why are you so set on having her love you." Darius asked as he walked away from Taylor and over to Troy who watched him wearily. "Is it because...you need her on your arm to make you a more popular celebrity...is that what you're doing Troy?" he asked smoothly as if it had just dawned on him. Taylor looked over at Troy with shock and hurt written completely over her face.
"That's not true."
"Yes it is...in fact, I bet he has one of those young women over there in the wings waiting until he gets finished with you. But he needs to get you away from me cause he knows that I will be looking out for your best interests."
"Taylor, it's not true." Troy called out, he could already see Taylor's mind whirling. He knew one her fears were to be dumped and passed over for another woman again, which was way she was bed hopping so much before he got on the scene. She didn't want to let anyone get her heart again only to hurt it again.
"He's just like Chad...hell I bet they were friends back in New Mexico huh." Darius called out not knowing how well his words were hitting their mark. "Birds of a feather, flock together...don't let him use you to pass the time." Darius' statement ended with him sailing across the floor as Troy's fist laid into him, but the damage had already been done. Taylor rushed to his side and glared up at Troy as if he was a monster.
"Taylor, baby please don't believe a word he's saying...he wants this...he wants us to fall apart." he pleaded with her his heart breaking with each cutting glance she sent his way. He wasn't like Chad, and he would never be like Chad. He knew of the precious jewel that Taylor was. He loved her with everything in him. He loved her more than himself. "Taylor?" She lifted her glaze from Darius and looked at him coldly before speaking.
"You have until three o'clock to get your things out of my house anything left will be destroyed." she bite out, before looking at the people behind him. "You might as well get those people you brought here to help you."
"Taylor."
"My name is Tay-Ann...I want you out of here by the time we get back." she spat as she helped Darius back up. Julius was already at the door, and heading out to the car. Carlos and Alisha looked at Troy not knowing what to do. Troy just bowed his head and looked at them before whispering.
"Just go." he whispered. They quickly hightailed it out of there. Troy watched as Taylor exited the home and his life. Just as they stepped out of the threshold, Darius turned around and gave him a cold grin and mouthed.
"Merry Christmas."
A/N:
Concerning the Vampire Diaries story...I believe that will be out either next week or the week after I'm almost done mapping the story out.
Baby S