Seduced **** Chapter Forty-Five

I tried to get up out of bed, it was too quiet. All I could hear was his steady breathing and feel his chest rise and fall, his arm was clenched so tight around me I couldn't move. It reminded me of being in the straightjackets. I began to sweat, suddenly he moved. "Where are u going, what time is it?"

I had not known, something was covering the clock and he laid on my phone. Neither of my children were in the room, and the night before had been a blur. I remembered hearing a woman and not too much of anything else except coming to my senses and seeing Trent, he looked so much like Twan, he was real angry. I never wanted to provoke that outrage again. He had to have been about to eat an apple, one laid on the floor. He tightened his grip for a moment, and buried his head in my back but finally released me, he couldn't hide his erection and allowed me to get up before him. I sat up and saw Ryella's arm stretched out on the floor a few inches from the apple. She'd apparently come into the room to get her apple peeled. My clothes were torn to pieces, I knew the episode had to have been pretty bad and he had restrained me. It was 7 a.m I had only been asleep a few hours, and where were my babies! God, I had so many. I couldn't keep up with them!

"I'm not leaving u alone today, u have to go to the orchard with me. I'll help dress the kids and Nakia will help u if u need her."

Orchard, why had he wanted me to go with him to buy some fucking apples I wondered. I saw he was serious, so I asked. "Just please get dressed. We will get breakfast on the way."

"Aren't u gonna eat apples for breakfast, it's early as fuck."

"Why are u so undisciplined? There is no progressing with u!"

I didn't respond, he got up and left the room, "Please just---nevermind."

Ryella woke up, saw him and tried to follow him, it pissed me off. He immediately turned around and reached for her after coming back inside. "Bye Bye Hazel. Apple."

"There's more in the kitchen," he said and kissed her forehead.

Everyone was so against me, even my own daughter. She never liked me. I put on a robe and followed in search of my babies, the woman I'd seen the night before had my son in her lap brushing his hair and the twins were in high chairs watching the food network laughing. I went into the bathroom and showered. I needed to wash my hair, my head was---wet as hell?

She asked if they like to eat, "Yea, they ate their sibling," I said and kept walking to the kitchen for coffee. She had not been expecting that answer.

Trent soon emerged from his bedroom with his Frat brother Lawrence, they were laughing. He said good morning to me and kept laughing. What the fuck was funny?! I'd met him at the baby shower he seemed to be a nice guy but why had they come in the middle of the night? He was dressed like we were going to a trail ride. Trent had bought my clothes and they were mostly dresses. I combed my hair and put on the red dress, he looked amazed but had an attitude. We got into two vehicles and headed toward Ethel Louisiana. Why did he go so far just to get some damn apples I wondered, and why the hell was that woman holding my children hostage! I only had Ryella and she had cried to ride with us only because she wanted Trenton. He was NOT her father! She needed to understand!

We got breakfast and drove the longest 3 and a half hours of my life! All he wanted to do was talk. He asked questions about my future, where did I see myself in 5 years, absurd questions because I had never even focused on what was ahead. Never did any goal planning, and had said fuck school a long time ago, everyone knew.

I couldn't really answer. He was speaking to me so dominantly, he made me submissive in a crazy way but we were only having a general conversation. "I try so hard not to give up," he mumbled after a long silence, looking in the rearview mirror at Ryella. Did he want me, or did he want my daughter I wondered. "What did u see in Antwan?"

He never called him Twan.

"I don't know, he was so---genuine, and solid."

"How?"

"He saved me and loved me when I needed it, I guess."

Trent didn't respond. I knew how Twan loathed that nigga. He was somewhere turning over in the grave I begged him to take me to. He refused to take me to his grave! I needed to go so I could start healing, why couldn't he understand! I missed him so much, he would not talk to me, I knew if I never took the pills I could hear him, but was he angry because of Trent was that why?

He started telling me a story of someone who grew up seeing his mother bring different men in a hotel room, sometimes 5 or 6 a night as a child, he had a sister and she would shoplift to feed him. The grandfather had raised them, but when he died the children who were only 6 and 9 were subjected to a world of prostitution, drugs and various crimes. The mother eventually went to jail, their father's wife took them in.

I asked where they were he said it didn't matter. I tried hard to figure out the moral of the story but as he got out to open an entrance gate he pointed and said, "Oh, the grandfather lived right over there." There was an old house covered in vines as well as old tractors that looked like they hadn't operated in years. I yet searched for the market. We drove through a gate and there were hundreds of apple trees. The nigga had a disturbing apple fetish I thought to myself. Ryella woke up and he instantly said, "Look Ry! I told u! Apples!" She was excited, hell naw.

I still hadn't saw any fruit stands and I wanted my babies. I knew I needed to feed my son!

We parked, Lawrence parked beside them. I ran to his truck and my babies all three just looked at me. I was about to lose it! I did not like the Nakia bitch! Was she taking my babies! I sat back down, I needed to think. She would take them, I was in the middle of nowhere and she hadn't wanted them to ride with me! I needed to kill them, her and Lawrence, who sent u muthafuckas?! She could not have my babies, barren bitch!

"What are u saying Haze?"

I guess I was mumbling, I just got back out. He stood in front of me, "Come on let's inhale the spring air," he said. "Ryella can play over there." He pointed to a large space with apple trees perfectly planted in two rows with a path between. "She can't get lost, besides that's where we are picnicking."

A picnic?

We walked toward a shed, but he tried to pick me up halfway there, I asked him to put me down. "Why don't u have a playful side," he wanted to know. I didn't even know, they hadn't allowed me to be a kid so I was too grown to play now was what I had concluded. I wasn't normal. He led me to the shed, unlocked it and felt for the lightswitch. I hadn't expected to find it almost empty and neatly organized. There were boxes and tarps and pruning tools everywhere but someone cared for the grounds regularly. He sat down on a large flattened box and patted the space beside him for me to sit before giving me a joint. "U smell the air? We would play right out there and the air would be so sweet! U don't need Victoria's Secret just come out here and leave, the scent follows u." I lit the joint surprised he had rode with it. We smoked. I still ached from time to time and the way I sat was so uncomfortable, I leaned against the stack of boxes behind me. Without warning he just straddled me and began taking down my still wet hair. As I blew the smoke from my mouth he caught it in his own and kissed me, while massaging my sore nipples. I could not fight him, he didn't even seem like he could be controlled at the moment. "My babies," I said, he only shushed me. Why had he brought me three and a half hours to take advantage of me I wondered, we lived together for fucking crying out loud! He was so turned on his speech was shaky, he would began to speak but bite his lip and just kiss my neck and ears. His kisses were giving me chills in 85 degree weather, "Tell me u won't leave," he whispered, but I couldn't.

He became aggressive and pulled at my panties, his dick was so hard, he was trying to slide them off I just had to know if his dick was real, it had grown down his leg like a snake. I took my foot from my sandal and touched it, it was real. Oh God, it was real. I felt my panties slide off and he wrestled with his belt, I could not let him put that inside of me! I could see his pulse and he had the worst case of precum, did he not know how fertile I was? He was about 240 solid, but gentle and passionate his kisses set me on fire, I just drifted off and wondered if his love was real. I felt his dick against me and suddenly began to crave it like it was mine already, he squeezed my hips so hard but painless it did something to me all in my loins. He smelled so good, the whispers against my neck made me pant and beg for him. He ignored my pleas, why was he doing that to me? Way out there! His biceps flexed as he moved between my legs but he would not enter me! I was so wet, the lump in my throat would not even allow me to speak, my jaws only quivered as the tears welled. What kind of passion was this, I was so hot, I reached for him, his wetness was on my thigh but he would not give in to me. I smelled the apples like they were inside the shed, they intensified the urge I had to fuck him silly. "Only if u want it," he said. I moaned and he kissed me pulling my dress off of my shoulder, kissing my bullet wound. He pulled out his dick and just kept grinding against my clit, he had to have known what he was doing to me. I was so entranced I just stared him, he threw my dress over my face and kissed my Cesarean scars and then lowered his mouth, I felt the warmth and came. He only kept going as I tried to fight. Soon he crawled back on top of me, I felt the throb from his climax against my leg. He laid his head on my shoulder and didn't say a word. He stood up, pulled up his pants and reached for my hand. I heard Ryella screaming and laughing outside the shed. I realized my hair was disheveled, and my dress was wrinkled and wet. I walked out so ashamed. His cum was on my thigh, and had saturated into my dress! I got in the car, and fixed my hair. He went to the trunk and gave me a plaid dress with a wide belt attached. "U can change in the back seat."

What the fuck just happened, my mind was racing, I had never felt passion like that.

We eventually joined them for the picnic, Lawrence began to speak about the crop, and started talking numbers and new clients. I was lost. "Hazel can help, this year," Trent said. "Ryella can too, she can make money for the future like Granddad taught us." There were so many trees and Ryella played until she passed out. My son started walking while we were there. Trenton and I actually talked. He informed me it was all his. He said there were 160 trees per acre, and had 32 acres. It was called Emily Orchards named for his late grandmother.

I was so tired when we returned home, but realized Trent could be very secretive at times. He encouraged me to get help because he really wanted to be with me and loved the children. He also told me his ex-wife never knew his Grandfather left him the orchard. I showered and laid in the guest bed, Lawrence and his wife had left headed back to Mississippi, they had to get back to their children. Days passed and as I prepared the babies bottles I heard the doorbell rang. Trent was gone and without looking through the peephole I answered, it was Tobias. "I told my brother u was like the rest of them hoes, if I would have known u fuck family I would have gave u this dick a long time ago."