Perfectly Star Crossed (12 page)

We were taken through a large entry way that had marble floors and white walls. There were a few statues in there and it was absolutely beautiful. She lead us down a hall to a large wooden door. She knocked, and without waiting for an answer entered. Isaiah squeezed my hand and we walked in behind her. It was a dark wooden room with a few book shelves and a large desk in it. Behind the desk sat a man. He stood as we entered and I felt like a fricken midget. Everyone in the damn place was tall. He was taller than Isaiah, who was like a giant next to me. He was well built with dark skin, dark hair and dark eyes. I felt pale, short and fat thanks to the second person growing in me.

"Isaiah, welcome back," he said with a brilliantly white smile, he had to use whitening strips. Teeth just aren't naturally that white. His gaze went to me. "My, she is beautiful," he said with a smile. I tried not to feel flattered, this was the man who had beaten Isaiah up hard core, but with his dark gaze on me and the sincerity in his voice, it was hard not to. "Welcome to the family, little one," I chanced a look back at him and he had a smaller smile on his face and warmth in his eyes. I decided then, that I really didn't understand these people.

"Uh, thanks," I said quietly.

"Anyway, Isaiah," George said, turning back to Isaiah. "We have a couple houses that are available, you and your," he paused, "woman," he finally decided on and I stifled my laughter, "can go look at them tomorrow. I have a job for you tonight. Lucy can show Delilah to your room while we sit and chat," he nodded at Lucy and she took my hand and started walking away. I did 
not
 want to leave Isaiah. I almost refused but he gave my hand a tight squeeze and let go. I sighed and followed Lucy, pulling my hand from hers.

Once we were out of the room she slowed down so I could walk next to her instead of behind her. She chatted aimlessly for awhile as she lead me through three hallways and up two flights of stairs. She lead me into a room that was, like the rest of the house, magnificent. I won't go into details describing it, cause I'm not really detail oriented. But it was nice and had it's own bathroom. She turned to me and looked at me seriously.

"I hope you love him, honestly love him. He has never, not once lied to us, even when he was a young boy. He's sacrificing a lot for you. He means a lot to me and I would hate to see him hurt," I heard the underlying threat there. I nodded.

"I can guarantee you, I do love Isaiah. I have given up everything I ever knew, gone against orders, and killed my boss for him. If there's anything else I need to do to prove it, I have no clue what it is because I don't think you can get any more sacrificial than that," I told her firmly. She smiled brightly.

"I like you already, it's a shame he had to meet somebody like this, but at least he is happy," she said before putting a hand on my shoulder, squeezing and walking out, shutting the door behind her. I was glad she was gone. I decided to check out the bathroom and I could have died happy when I found they had a tub like the one I had at my apartment. I immediately started running the water and stripped my clothes, settling down into the tub with a sigh. Heaven on earth was right here. I closed my eyes and began to think. Everything was so easy. Too easy. Could it really be that good? Most things had more of a challenge than this situation. I honestly was expecting a war to break out on Isaiah and myself. I was worried that everything was going too smoothly. Something bad had to happen.

As I was thinking so deeply, I didn't hear Isaiah come in the bathroom. So when I felt his hands on my shoulders, pushing me forward I was surprised. He pushed me forward a bit and slid in behind me. He left his hands on my shoulders as I leaned back against him, rubbing them soothingly. His fingers were magic. I sighed contentedly, before my mind starts reeling again.

"Were you mad at me earlier?" I ask quietly. His hands momentarily stop and so I shrug my shoulders to keep him going.

"No Princess, I am mad at myself and I took it out on you. I'm sorry," he whispered the last part and kissed my neck. I turned my head and kissed his temple.

"Why are you mad at yourself?" I ask before settling back against him. His hands move from my shoulders and go under my arms to wrap around my stomach. He stayed silent for awhile, gently running his hands across my stomach.

"I want the best life for you. If I could get out I would Delilah. But I have no other way to support us. I've never done real, honest work. Plus, this is my family. I can't abandon them when they still need me. I talked to George about all of this. I can be like Brian, but that's the best I can do. He can destroy my papers, make it look as if I never existed in the mob. But I will still be working for him," I nodded in understanding.

Isaiah's hands start moving south and I suck in a breath. Did I mention before, he has magic fingers? It had been since that fateful day in Brian's basement that we had been together. It seemed like a lifetime ago. As one hand went down the other went up and I was overwhelmed with feeling. My head was spinning as he sucked on my neck. I turned to face him, annoyed for a moment how big my stomach was. I kissed him on the mouth and his arms wrapped around me.

"It's been too easy," I said between kisses. "Life isn't this simple, shouldn't something worse happen?" I whispered. He kissed me deeply.

"Sometimes, things can be this simple," and that was that. He made me forget about everything, if only for a little while.

Chapter Twenty-Three – Not So Star-Crossed

I've learned to trust. I never thought that would happen. Isaiah was right when he said that some things just are that simple. I would not have believed it until it happened to me. And it did, indeed, happen to me. Things started going smoothly. George, among the fifty billion things he does, sells houses. And he took Isaiah and I to four different houses that were all equally as great. One surpassed the rest of them though because it had a Jacuzzi tub. Isaiah laughed at me when I told him we absolutely had to have that one. That wasn't the only good part though. It was a large house and beautiful to boot.

Isaiah took me to the doctor's frequently, and about four months into it they told me I could find out the sex of the baby. Not only did I find out that much, but I found out it wasn't baby, it was babies. Two of them, a boy and a girl. We stood speechless for awhile before simultaneously smiles broke out onto our faces. If I thought Isaiah was loving before, when he found out he had three people to take care of, he got one hundred times worse, or better, however you want to look at it. He hardly let me do anything which was annoying.

He was an angel though when I got over emotional when I looked at myself in the mirror. I tried to avoid it as much as I could because man I was fat. Stretch marks were showing up too, but I slathered them with anything I could find in the stores to reduce them. Bless Isaiah's heart, he didn't care about them. He even kissed them, which also made me cry. Everything anyone did made me cry during my pregnancy.

As I got closer to my due date, George gave Isaiah a vacation. He knew how worried I would get when Isaiah would go on missions and didn't want to cause any stress to me or his grand babies. Lucy was a doll through all of it. She would help me clean the house and just sit and talk with me. She would tell me stories of her many adoptive kids and make me laugh until I thought I would die. She was like the mother I never had.

Brian and Adrian were still in the picture. Adrian brought over all of her baby books and gave me helpful tips for certain things. When everyone would leave in the evening Isaiah and I would sit and read the books together. The look on his face when he read some of the things was priceless. And he was so cute trying to memorize everything.

Needless to say, my life was good, and for the first time I was content. I had a family and I had love and a place to live, and no more sleeping with sleazy guys. But let me tell you, when those babies came out I almost wished I could take it back for how much pain I was in. I got to the hospital too late and they couldn't drug me. Luckily the birth was a quick one, I was barely in labor for two hours. Little Brian came out first which I was thankful for. Somewhere deep down, I had longed for an older brother. And though he was only seven minutes older than Lillian, she still had an older brother.

Now, I may be biased, but honestly they were the prettiest babies I had ever seen. And all the pain with no drugs, was definitely worth it to hold them. Brian had pale skin like me, with his father's everything else. But Lillian was the opposite, dark skin like her dad, with my everything else. I can honestly say I was the happiest person in the world. Sure, there would still be hard times, no doubt about it. But we were tough and would get through it.

I was able to leave my past behind and welcome my future with open arms and a light heart. I had my family, my friends, and my pride was still there. I couldn't have asked for a better happy ending. Maybe, if Romeo and Juliet had thought things through a little better, and fought for what they loved, they could have had their's too. I once thought that they were better off than Isaiah and I, but now I realize how that isn't true at all.

Isaiah and I only had a few bumps in the road, a few lies tossed between us, and a few bloody encounters. It was Romeo and Juliet who truly were, perfectly star-crossed.

The End

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