I stared at the curtain that hung limply on the chrome railing as I laid under the crisp but thin sheets. The hospital room was quiet, sterile, and cold. The room seemed to reflect my entire being. I was freezing and still in a little pain from passing my unborn child a few hours ago. I decided to take some medication to speed up the process and manage the pain. I didn't even want to think about being pregnant again after that ordeal.
The hospital room and my mood were soon warmed by the presence of my kids. My children are my soul, my heart. It was like a breath of fresh air to see their smiling faces and bright eyes. Maddie darted toward me while Aiden's little feet quickly but cautiously wobbled across the floor. They both climbed into the bed and hugged me tightly and kissed me over and over on my cheeks. I kissed them back just as much. I have to admit seeing them made me feel so much better. Hearing their voices and laughs made me relax and temporarily forget all the recent drama and horrors I've experienced.
I knew I looked crazy from the struggle between Henry and me. My hair was wild and my face was puffy from crying. I tried my best not to think about that. I decided to think about the positive things going on. Even after everything I've been through I still had them, the two best things that ever happened to me. My husband, family, and close friends also were my support system and motivated me to keep going even through the moments when I wasn't sure if I could.
My children were unaware of everything that happened. I was still wondering how to tell them that we couldn't go home anytime soon. Aiden's too young to understand anything. He just wants to be up under me. Maddie's old enough to understand most of what has transpired. She knew I was having a baby and I just didn't know how to tell her that she wasn't going to have another baby sister or brother. She didn't ask yet, so that gave me some more time to figure out how to tell her. I preferred to explain it to her with Avery by my side. She needed our support because I knew it was going to break her heart just as it broke mine.
Sometimes I felt that my heart would probably never mend. With Avery not here, it didn't help either. I had no clue where he was or what he's up to. I was still upset with him for leaving in my time of need to take care of something that didn't matter. I couldn't think of one thing that was more important. I wasn't the only one that felt this way. My dad was pissed at my husband. He couldn't understand how a man could leave his wife and mother of his children alone during a time like this.
This was a side of my father that was rarely seen. My dad is laid back and a bit passive. He didn't allow much to get to him. As usual, my mother used her loving tactics to calm my father down. I finally believed what my mother said about Bryce and my dad having the same personality. I never saw it until today. They both had an anger streak in them that could be wild almost untamed. My father still doesn't know all the details of what happened. I can't even imagine how he would react if he knew. If the way Avery reacted was an indication, I didn't need to see a repeat of such actions.
I just wanted to put that entire ordeal behind me. I had to for these two little lives I created. I stared at their adorable faces. Maddie laid on one side of me while Aiden cuddled up next to me on the other side. I listened to Maddie go on and on about being with her grandparents and how she was wanted to go back to school. She complained about how boring it was to sit at home and that she missed her teacher and friends. I wasn't ready for her to go back just yet, but I didn't have the heart to tell her "no" either. She stopped talking and looked up at me.
"Mommy? Are you even listening?" she asked.
"Yes, baby love." I smiled.
"Oh, okay. So, I can go to school tomorrow?"
"Your dad and I still need to talk about that."
She wasn't too happy with that answer. She pouted and dramatically stuck her bottom lip out.
"We always have to ask him first. I don't see why when daddy always listens to you. You are the real boss, mommy. Anyway, where is my daddy?" she asked.
I couldn't help but giggle. The things that come out of kids mouth. My mom and dad tried to muffle their laughter.
"He's working," I answered.
"That's all he does," she complained.
"That's all who does?" Avery asked, walking toward us.
He looked exhausted. I could tell he was putting on a front. Always being in the public eye, he had no choice but to master pretending that everything was fine. I was surprised that he was here. I didn't expect him to come back so soon. Maddie shot up and quickly got off the bed to run her father.
"Daddy! Daddy" she shrieked.
He picked her up and swung her around a few times. He kissed her cheek and placed her on the floor. Aiden sat up and reached for his father. Avery picked him up and did the same thing. He placed Aiden back in the bed with me. He bent down and kissed me passionately on the lips.
"I'm sorry, Bee," he said.
"It's okay, Avery." I sighed.
I wanted to say more but I refused to argue with my husband in front of my children and parents. He slumped over in defeat. My mom came to get Aiden as she picked up on our tension.
"Come on, Mr. Kent. Let's take the kids to get some lunch," she said.
"But Grandma, I'm not hungry," Madison complained.
My mom gave her a look and she quickly followed my mother without another word. Everyone knew to not test my mother. My father harshly glared at Avery and slowly approached him.
"Upset and hurt my only daughter again and you'll see another side of me," he threatened.
"I won't, sir," Avery said nervously.
"Good!" he spat.
They all left, leaving Avery and me in the room just staring at each other. He stood at the foot of the bed and rubbed his stubble-covered chin.
"Why is your dad pissed at me? I came back just like I promised."
"You know why... You shouldn't have left," I sniffled.
He reached for me and I pulled away from him.
"Don't be like that, Bee," he whispered.
"Right after you left. It happened... and I needed you. I was here alone while I had another miscarriage. You were gone for hours. What was so important?" I sobbed.
"I'm so sorry."
He pulled me close to him despite trying to push him away. He wrapped his arms around me. I finally gave up and rested my head on his chest. He kissed the top of my head and started rubbing my back.
"Some false and very harmful stories got out about us. I had to do some damage control," he said.
"Like what? Because I really don't care what people say about us. Everyone is always saying stupid stuff about us. All these years we have never addressed anything. So why now?" I sniffled.
"It's more than the stories. I have a stalker. After what we've been through, I'm not putting us in any more danger," he said.
I pulled away from him. Avery had had plenty of stalkers before and I never gave them a second thought because he never seemed to care or worry about it. For him to be this worried about it meant it was really serious.
"Do you know who it is? How long has this been going on? What stories are out?"
"I don't want to worry you with all of the details right now. Baby, you've been through too much already."
I put everything on the table for him. It was time for him to do the same for me.
"Just tell me what's going on," I demanded.
He rubbed his face and took a deep breath. I knew this was going to be bad.
"There are pictures of Aubrey leaving our house. It was reported that you are having an affair with him and are carrying his baby. And the murders were done by me because I was trying to kill you," he explained.
"What? That's crazy. How did anyone get pictures of him? Why would anyone think you would kill anyone?"
"I don't know... And Anastasia is claiming that I'm having an affair with her. It's all over the blogs. I know she is my stalker. She had spyware on my phone and has been listening to me for weeks. I think she's the one that sent Aubrey that message to make him come over and check on you. It was all a setup," he said.
My head was spinning after everything he just said. It was much to process. I thought about everything that happened. She sent me pictures of giving him head the day of my wedding that was canceled. Then the picture I saw on TMZ and the video from the concert was making it look like it all could be true. She wanted my man and I really couldn't blame her. My husband is very handsome, rich, successful and his skills in the bedroom are top-notch. I just couldn't believe that she was the one that was behind all of this. She didn't seem too bright. The fact that she was listening to Avery and possibly me and our kids was the scariest part.
"What does she want? What is she getting out of this?" I asked.
"I don't know. I guess she wants to be famous. Just so you know I never messed with her again. It was a one-time thing when I was high out of my mind and the biggest mistake of my life. I don't want her and I never will. I never gave her any reason to think that she could ever have a chance with me," he clarified.
"I know. I trust you, Avery. I wouldn't have married you if I didn't."
He smiled. That was the first genuine smile I've seen from him in a long time. He reached over and gave me a peck on my lips.
"I'm glad you trust me." He grinned.
"I know you don't trust me and I-"
"That's not true. I was mad and I said and did things I didn't mean. I apologize for how I've been behaving lately. I'm sorry for not being there for you and protecting you," he interrupted.
It felt good that he still trusted me. I didn't want him to blame himself for what had happened. None of that was his fault. Now hearing what he had to take care I wasn't as upset anymore. He was really trying to protect us.
"You have always protected us. I don't want you to blame yourself for anything that happened. Henry is- was an evil sick disgusting person. Now he's dead and can't hurt us anymore," I sniffled.
I hugged him and softly rubbed his shoulders. He showered me with soft kisses on my cheek. His stubble tickled me making me giggle a bit.
"And I'm not mad at you anymore," I said playfully.
"Thank you. Now your father won't kill me," he teased.
"He still might try, but I won't let him. I like you a little," I joked.
"Just a little, huh? Come here," he said pulling me closer to him.
We kissed again. I honestly couldn't believe how comfortable I was again with my husband. I thought it would take months of therapy for me to enjoy his touch again. I still was nowhere near ready to be intimate. I knew that was something I had to work on. I hoped that Avery would give me as much time as I needed to heal.
Avery kissed my forehead and got up. He grabbed his phone from his pocket and called Drew and asked him to bring him some clothes so he could finally shower and relax. He was really hungry so he went down to get him something to eat.
As soon as he left, my parents came back in with the kids. They all seemed happy. Aiden was asleep and Maddie was busy on her tablet. My dad seemed at ease. He asked if I was okay and told him that everything was fine. My mom turned on the tv to check the news. I looked up and saw pictures of my house, Avery, me, Drake, and Anastasia plastered all over the tv. The reports were crazy. Then a breaking news banner popped up on the screen.
"Music artist and entertainment Mogul, Profit has just released a video statement..." the reporter stated.
I was confused. Avery didn't mention releasing any statements. It wasn't his style. He usually just ignored everything and handled things behind the scenes. I sat there looking at how hurt and tired he looked as he explained himself. It hurt my heart to watch it. He was vulnerable, open, and completely honest. A side of himself that he didn't show to anyone but me and his family. I focused on every word he said.
"..... My wife is currently healing from her injuries. I wish that everyone would please give us complete privacy... I don't know how much more we can take... Please give keep us in your prayers. Thank you for all your support," he said on the brink of tears.
Then he got up and the footage ended. Seeing him like that was too much for me. He was vulnerable and in so much pain. My beard ached so much for him that I was bawling. My mom and Maddie came over to me. They hugged me and tried to calm me down. I was so thankful that he went against everything he believed in and how he dealt with the media to clear things up for me and our family. Even with him putting himself out there, I felt that this was only the beginning of some more drama.