Chapter 15: Chapter 15

Chapter Fifteen: Decisions

Kyle

Dear Kyle,

This is one of the hardest decisions I ever had to make. I know I'm wrong for excluding you from it but I had to. The reason why I'm writing instead of talking to you face to face, is because I'm terrible at saying goodbyes and I know if I told you about my decision you would have made me stay and it was also short notice. I felt hurt and betrayed by what you had said about me trapping you. I never knew I would have fallen and fallen so hard for you. When you said you didn't want the baby, something we had created together, that broke me. So am leaving today to raise our baby on my own. I hope when you wake up and you read this letter, you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I love you, Kyle. I know you’re probably thinking how can I love you then do this to you; it wasn’t a choice, it had to be done. You have broken me Kyle and for that, I had to leave. –Nyla.

“So am guessing that's how you really feel then?” I asked her after she had written the letter, but all I got was silence so I continued. “You were right. I was kind of selfish to say those things to you Nyla, but you have to understand that I was caught up in the moment. I was shocked and angry and those words just came blurting out, and I didn't mean not one word that I had uttered. I was so stupid to let you walk away.”

“Kyle.”

“No Nyla let me finish. I love you and I will never do anything to intentionally hurt you. You have been kind, sweet, and caring.” As I said those words, I looked across the room to where she was standing; she was taking in every word that I uttered, listening with tears pooling in her beautiful soft brown eyes.

“You love me?” She asked in a surprised voice.

“Yes, I do,” I admitted while smiling. Smiling back at me, I could see that tears were now falling out of her eyes. “Nyla” I called out to her, “come here.”

Looking at her smooth legs while she walked towards me, had caused my dick to rise a little. I just can't resist her. Taking her hands into mine, I looked up into her eyes before I started talking again.

“Nyla, I think I may have fallen in love with you from the moment I laid my eyes on you at the bar. When I brought you home, I knew you were more than a one-night stand, and then to top it off the sex was amazing and the fact that you can cook and you cleaned, I knew you were a keeper.” I could see her eyes lighting up and the smile that she had on her face had gotten wider, reaching over I wiped her tears before I continued. “Something about you drew me in and I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared and nervous when I came up to you that night at the bar.” Looking deep into her eyes, I said the last part of my confession. “When I leave this hospital I am going to do the right thing. I’m going to step up and be a man for you, myself, and our baby.”

“Okay,” came her simple reply, but I knew it meant a lot more.

“When exactly am I leaving this place, though?”

“In a month, my birth month.” She said, with a smile.

“That’s so far, but I guess I will be well enough by then to give you birthday sex, you know as a birthday gift.”

Chuckling while shaking her head, she leaned forward and started kissing me passionately, her soft lips roaming over mine sucking on them. Breaking away, I looked up at her and then pointed down at my dick. Following my hands, she looked down and started laughing really hard. I would have been blushing from embarrassment, but that wasn't a manly thing to do so instead I started pouting.

“That's not a nice thing to do unless you want to give me some sex right now, although I don't think I can manage to fuck you hard at this moment in time. So I would advise you to tone down your kisses a bit.”

Chuckling once again, she kissed me on the lips before she asked, “do you want anything?”

Nodding my head, I responded, “a glass of water would be fine.”

“I'll be right back,” she muttered before she skipped happily out of the room.

Minutes had passed before I saw her walking back inside with a sour look on her face. “What’s wrong Nyla? What’s with the look?” I asked curiously.

“Your mom ordered me to leave; she is blaming me for what happened to you. She said I'm no longer welcome in your life.”

“My mom can't-” my words were cut off by the voice of my mom who was walking inside the room.

“Of course I can and I did! She needs to leave! I don't want her around my baby boy, she almost killed you!”

“Mom, it's okay. As you can see I'm fine and not dead, so stop worrying yourself. I know Nyla loves me and she wouldn't do anything to intentionally hurt me,” I said in one breath.

Casting an evil eye over Nyla, she stared at her in such a way that even the demons in hell would have cowered in fear. Nyla was looking back at her nervously, her body shuddering every few seconds.

“Humph,” she finally said, before she flicked her hair and waltzed out of the room. She's such a drama queen at times.

“Hey, it's okay. She'll come around soon enough, just give her some time okay,” I said to Nyla who was still rooted to the same spot shivering while holding the cup of water.

I couldn't really blame her. If my mom doesn't like anyone, she lets it show and she will do everything in her power to get rid of them. I hope she doesn't do anything this time as she would normally do with the previous women who came into my life because I had fallen for Nyla and I wanted her in my life. My mom was not going to ruin that. I'm going to have to keep an eye on her.

“Come here, come lay with me.”

“Don't you want the cup of water?” She asked.

“No, it's fine, just put it on the table and come lay beside me.”

Scooting over, I gave her the space she needed to lay down. Putting the water down she climbed on the bed. Cuddling up to me, she turned her back to me which resulted in her ass resting on my dick, which was slowly rising.

“Kyle,” she called trying to stifle her laughter.

“Don't even say a word, ignore it.” Pressing her ass further into me, I groaned internally. I can't wait to be out of this hospital so I can give Nyla what she wants. Trouble.