Arranged

Abandoned

I wake up the next morning and Vixen's not next to me. I get up and I put on some panties and sweatpants and I head downstairs to hear the boys talking amongst themselves. When I walk into the room, everyone goes quiet and Vixen turns around and looks at me. I can tell something's wrong.

"Good morning." he says as the whole room looks off, not saying anything. I walk over to him and he grabs my hip and pulls me onto the couch with him, kissing my head and holding me tight.

"What's wrong? Why's everyone so quiet?" I ask, awkwardly laughing and looking around. Amber sits with her hands in her lap and Riley has her face in her hands, crying. Camara hugs Z, sobbing quietly on his shoulder with his hand under her shirt, rubbing her back, consoling her. "Vixen? What's going on?" I ask, now worried.

He turns me around to face him and he holds my hands in his as he looks me up and down, trying hard to fight back tears. "Why are you about to cry? Can you just tell me what's wrong? You're making me nervous." I say, shaking in nervousness.

"Relax, baby. Everything's gonna be fine, alright? We'll get this sorted out and I promise I'll come back to you, okay? I promise." he says, pulling me to his chest and hugging me.

"Vixen, I don't understand. Just tell me." I say, pulling away, looking into his eyes with his hands in mine.

He hesitates and looks into my eyes as tears build in his eyes. "I'm going away for a while. They're taking me away to some high security prison two states away." he says sadly smiling at me.

"Wait, what? Prison? Who's taking you where? What-what happened?" I say, panicking and starting to cry, not wanting to believe what I'm hearing.

"The police, they're outside. They're flying me to a prison two states away. Kendall called the cops. Her and her family are being arrested, and so am I. This is what she's wanted since we split and all I've wanted is to see her rot in hell, so we both got what we wanted. But I promise you, I'll come back to you, baby. I promise, okay?" he says, as tears fall from his eyes.

"No! No, we can-we can run, Vixen. We can run away to someplace they'll never find us. Yeah, and-and we can take the baby with us, we can-"

"I can't run from this, Kyla. They're gonna blow this place if I don't surrender, they've got this whole place surrounded. I'm not gonna do that to you and my child, I can't."

"You can't do this either!" I say, crying and hugging him tight. "Don't do this, Vixen. You can run from this, baby, please don't leave us. We need you here with us, I need you here. I can't do this alone." I say climbing on him, hugging him and not wanting to let him go.

"I have to. I don't have a choice anymore, baby. Just let me go." he begs, crying on my shoulder.

"I can't. I love you, baby. I love you. Please don't leave." "I have to. Take care of the baby, okay? Tell her that I love her and that she can't get married until she's fourty." he says, laughing through his tears. I can't do anything but cry as I lie on him, begging him not to leave.

"I can't do this without you." I say, hyperventilating and crying.

"Don't do what I did. No matter how alone you feel. No matter how bad you feel. No matter how much you cry at night. How desperate you are. And no matter how many nights you sleep in bed without me, don't you dare give up on yourself. On Aleah, okay? She needs her mom. She needs someone to be there for her when she's alone. She needs someone to hold her when she says she's scared of the dark and doesn't want to sleep alone. She needs her mother to be in the front row at her wedding when she finds the perfect man to love her as much as we do. I love you, baby, and I'm so sorry that I can't be there for her. That I can't be there for you to tell you it's gonna be alright tonight. Come and visit me, okay? You and Aleah." he says, leaving a long kiss on my lips as I hold him for the last time in my arms.

"She needs you too." I say, crying still.

"I know, baby. I know. That's why this hurts so much." he says, sniffling. "Give me your ring." he says looking at me.

"What?" I say, sitting in his lap, looking at him, still crying.

"I need your ring. They can't know that you're my fiancé or else they'll take you too."

"I'd rather that than you leave me." she says, looking away.

"Don't. Please." he begs. "Give it here, now." he demands, still crying softly. I hesitantly take my ring off and he grabs it from me and slides his ring off, keeping all his other rings on. He grabs my hand and sits them in my palm, our tears falling on them as we look each other in the eyes.

"Take these and stash them somewhere only you can find them. Don't ever move them from where you put them, ever. You move out of here, don't move them. Let them stay here." He places a kiss on my lips and hugs me tight. "It was an honor being your husband." he says, smiling with a wet face.

I hug him, accepting the inevitable. "I'm proud to have your last name. I'll wear it with nothing but pride and I'll teach our daughter to do the same." I say, still crying as I wipe his tears away.

"I love you, Kyla Reed. 'Till my very last breath." He says as I continue crying, hesitant to say it back. Sniffling and crying still, I hug him tightly.

" 'Till my very last breath. I'll forever love you. Always." I say back.

"You promise?" he asks, still crying while hugging and kissing me.

"I promise." I say, finality in my words. "I'll visit you every day. I don't care if I'll have to move." I say, trying to cheer myself up. Vixen laughs and kisses me again, putting his forehead to mine, holding one side of my face, rubbing my cheek softly. We sit there for a bit longer, savoring our last moments together, then I hesitantly get up and Vixen holds my hand as he gets up. He lets my hand go before he gets to the door.

"Stay here. They can't see you." I nod my head, shedding my last tears. He looks back before he opens the door and he smiles warmly at me. "I love you so much."

I smile back. "I love you." Then after a lingering look, he opens the door and surrenders himself, leaving me behind. I hear helicopters and sirens as the doors open, and I accept the fact that my life has officially changed.