My Mom's Boyfriend (16+)

Trayka lives with her mom in a two bedroom apartment in Greentown, Indiana. Her mom works two jobs and Trayka is more involved with her boyfriend than anything in her life. She was good in school, she studied every time she had a test coming up. She didn't know her biological dad. But when her mom meets a new guy from The UK and flies him out to move in with her, Trayka finds him different from all the others before him


17. My Real Life

Chapter 17

My Real Life


Harry's pov

We walked into the old women's house. I held Trayka close to me as we looked around at our surroundings.

"I'll make up the guest room for you two kids," the older women said as she made her way carefully up the wood stairs. "my son used to sleep in it, but he's 33 now." I nodded and looked at Trayka who gave me a strange look.

Yes, I realized how dangerous this could of been. But she's moving rather slowly and she was about 213 years old, so I had nothing to worry about.

"My name is Rose, by the way." she said turning around on the fifth stair. She smiled and waved at us. We both smiled and quickly waved back.

Trayka turned to me still shivering from the brisk fall air. "We're going to be okay, right?" She asked and I looked down at her. I wished I had the answer for her, because I didn't know if we were or not. I couldn't lie to her.

I sighed and stared into her beautiful watery eyes. "I won't let anything hurt you." she looked down and sniffled. I looked down at her belly. I placed my hands on her flat tummy. "You guys. Nothing or no one will hurt you guys." She looked up and nodded. "I believe you, so keep that promise." she said grabbing a hold of my face. I nodded and hugged her.

I will keep my promise, even if I died having to protect her and my baby. I'll keep it.


We woke up the next morning to a smell. It smelt like pancakes and bacon. "She's not cooking breakfast, is she?" Trayka got up and tiptoed to the door and opened it slowly. She looked out and I smiled as I saw her in a pair of my boxer shorts and my black t-shirt. She looked good in my clothes, I couldn't complain. "Baby..." I said softly and she turned around.

I patted the spot next to me and she shook her head. "No, not now." I cocked my head to the side. "What?" I acted as of I had no idea what she was rejecting. She narrowed her beautiful eyes and gave me a look. "I know what you want and it's not going to happen in someone else's room." I smiled and looked around. "It's no ones room now. He moved out." She rolled her eyes. "No." She looked back out the door. "Harry, she's making breakfast for us." she said in a whiny voice. I looked around. "So?" "Shes already taken us in, Harry. What more can she do? We have nothing to give back."

She was right.


We had nothing, it was pitiful.

I put on my shirt and we went downstairs. "Rose?" I called out. Trayka walked in front of me and I held onto her shoulders.

We stood in the doorway of the kitchen as Rose turned around with a smile on her face. "Oh, you guys are awake! I thought I heard voices up there." she said and turned around to turn the bacon.

Trayka watched her and finally spoke up. "Rose, if you're making breakfast for us, too- please, don't feel like you have to-" I looked up at Trayka as I sat down and yawned. "Trayka, you're pregnant you have to eat.

Rose grabbed the plate of bacon as she walked over to the table. "You're pregnant, dear? oh my, you need to eat then." she shoved the plate of bacon in her face.

All it took was one whiff of it and Trayka ran to the bathroom. I smiled at Rose who looked at me. "Oops..." she sat down the plate and giggled as she sat down slowly. "I forgot about that meat smell when you're pregnant." I smiled at her and nodded. "How old is she, Hun?" "19" I replied. Her eyes widened and her mouth made am O shape. "Oh my. She's young. What about you dear?" I sunk in my chair a bit. "29"

She looked rather shocked. "How'd that go over with her father?" she chuckled. "She doesn't know her dad." I looked down, it was terrible.



Trayka's pov


I stood at the sink and looked at myself. I rubbed my stomach and then smiled. Maybe keeping it wouldn't be so bad. I'm just scared and that's normal.

I pulled my shirt down and walked out back into the kitchen. "You alright, baby?" I sat in the chair next to Harry and nodded. "Yeah." I said covering the bacon up and pushing it further away from me.

Rose stared at me for awhile. I didn't understand why, but I wasn't going to ask either. I turned and looked at Harry and he grabbed my hand.

"What happened to your dad?" Rose asked.


I looked at her and had the flashback that has never left me.


12 years ago:


After hearing the loud thump, I took my stuffed giraffe and climbed out of bed very fast. I ran down the hall and stood on my tippy toes to open my mom's door.

"Mommy." I whined to let her know I was terrified. She was on the phone with someone as she held out her arms and motioned me to come closer.

I ran and climbed on the bed and curled up in her arms. "He's trying to kidnap my daughter!" I held my giraffe tighter. The only person I could think of who would try to take me away was my dad.


Mom held onto me tightly as I hid my face in her side and tried not to make a sound.

Mom and I jumped when something was beat down. "Trayka, get under the bed! Now!" I let go of my giraffe and jumped off the bed and then ducked under it. I held my mouth not to make a sound like before.

My mom and dad walked in the bedroom. "Where is she??" my dad asked. "She's at me sister's, so just leave, Jay." he walked around the side. "Then why is this here?" he had found my giraffe. "She doesn't go anywhere without it." he walked towards my mom after throwing it back down.

"TELL ME WHERE SHE IS! SHE'S MY DAUGHTER, TOO!" He threw my mom back into the wall and I jumped when I heard her hit it. "SHE'S AT MARY'S!" She yelled. "You're lying! I know you're lying!" he held mom tighter to the wall and I saw her feet weren't touching the ground anymore.

I made my way out from underneath the bed. I watched as my dad had his hands around my moms neck. "Daddy..." I said softly and he turned. He let go of my mom. "Trayka, honey. Come with daddy." I looked at him and then at my mom who took the lamp off the dresser. I looked back at my dad. He opened his arms out.

I grabbed my giraffe and held him tight. "Come on, baby. Don't be scared." I turned as my mom became closer to my dad and I buried my face in my giraffe.

 I heard glass break and then felt my mom pick me up.


I looked at Harry when I felt him grab my arm. I jumped and gasped coming out of the terrible memory.


"Baby, are you going to answer Rose?" I looked from Harry to Rose. "He-he's in prison." Rose nodded and Harry narrowed his eyes. I guess my mom never told him the story.


After breakfast, Harry and I went back upstairs. Harry shut the door and I pulled out some clothes to take a shower.

Harry stared at me as I pulled my jeans, that weren't going to fit me much longer, out of my bag. "I might as well kiss double 0 jeans goodbye." I said holding my favorite pair of Aeropostale jeans.

"Your father," I looked at Harry. "he really in prison?" I nodded. "He is. I don't know when he'll be out..." Harry stared, mom didn't tell him. Though, she keeps the part that she beat him over the head with a lamp out of the story.


"So mom never told you?" he shook his head. "No." I looked away from him and back down at my jeans, of course she didn't.

"He's in for beating and attempting kidnapping." "Beating and kidnapping?" Harry couldn't seem to believe it. I nodded.


My Real Life



I was left confused and scared.

"I just wouldn't expect it." I didn't answer until a few moments after. "That's why we moved. He couldn't find us anymore." I said. Harry walked closer to me and put his hands on my stomach and held it. "And now, no one will ever hurt you again. or our baby." I smiled and hugged Harry.

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