The Night That Changed Everything

Chapter Thirty Five

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Hi lovely readers,

I promised I wouldn't take too long to upload the next chapter and here it is! It isn't as long as the previous onces, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. Please comment and let me know what you think of this chapte and don't forget to vote! TNTCE is currently #51 in general fiction and I'm trying to get it to a lower number!

Once again, I hope you enjoy and I'll see you soon

Love Chelcia xx

Warning: This chapter contains mild sexual scenes

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Kayla: 32 weeks pregnant

"Are you sure you're okay?" Damion asks as he closes the front door behind us. I swallow hard as I look around the spacious living room and everything looks the exact same and as if nothing had ever happened, or no one had even been in here. I look to where Derek was sprawled out on the floor and my stomach tightens as I momentarily close my eyes, trying to remove the vivid image of him out of my head. I feel Damion's hand on my shoulder and he pulls me closer to him. "It's okay now, I'm here," he says, sensing my unease and he lets my purse and hospital bag that he was carrying fall from his hand to the floor. Pulling me into an embrace, he buries his nose into my hair, inhaling deeply as he soothingly strokes my back. I wrap my arms around him, holding him close as he says, "You're safe now," before kissing my hair. A river that I didn't know was in place burst its banks as tears begin to rush down my face. Just so much has happened in the past day; from Derek, to thinking something might have been wrong with the baby and to all of the questioning from the cops. I sob and he cradles my head but I can't stop, I simply weep into his chest. "Hush, baby, it's okay," he whispers, but the tears only continue to course down my face.

I don't know how long we stand there for, his arms wrapped around mine as I continue to cry into his chest, but he continues to hold me. I feel safe a sense of security as I lay my head on his chest as the tears gradually subsides, and he rests his chin on my hair.

"I'm sorry," I then mumble, and my voice is hoarse and quiet.

"I hate seeing you cry," he says. I look up at him and delicately, he smoothes the hair back from my face and it's as if I calm immediately. He leans forward and kisses me between my brows and I didn't even realise that they were furrowed together. I pout and Damion laughs softly as I return my head to his firm chest. He always kisses in between my brows when I'm frowning and he always says that one day my face will get stuck like that if I continue worrying about things. I know he's thinking about the same thing when I feel his smile against my forehead, as he kisses my temple once more. "Now that you've had a good little cry, are you hungry?"

"When am I not?" I ask, as I grin up at him.

He laughs and says, "Pretty good question, now what do you want, babe?"

I look up at him and batter my eyelashes like a teenage school girl as I place my hand in the middle of his chest and say, "You," and smirk at him. Holy hell, did I just say that?

Damion's eyebrows shoot up in surprise and his mouth twists as he tries to hide his amusement. As if he is lost for words, he stutters, "Oh really? What's changed your mood all of a sudden?" and I feel his heart rate increasing under my hand. "Not saying that's a bad idea," he quickly adds and his hands drape down to my lower back.

I raise an eyebrow at him, that's a pretty good question actually. I never know where these pregnancy hormones will take me. I can go from bawling my eyes out and feeling all sad and depressed, to wanting to kill somebody or to feeling extremely, extremely turned on. I don't know how Damion copes sometimes. I cock my head to one side and I shrug my shoulders as I try to bite back a giggle, with full knowledge that I'm driving him nuts. He arches his own eyebrow at me and then says, "I'll never understand what's going on in that brain of yours." He then leans down and presses a subdued kiss on my lips, his lips soft and warm against mine and I smile.