Hello readers,
Thank you all for reading Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story. This is continuation of that story. The character Keisha was introduced briefly in chapter two of that tale, and for some reason I feel compelled to tell her story. I must state that these are fictional characters and exist solely in my imagination.
This is an interracial love story. In the last chapter Dylan had enough, but in this chapter, chapter 4, the rubber meets the road. This is the final chapter in this series. I hope you truly enjoy, and I am looking forward to reading what you think.
Allow me to thank both Willieone and Overstar for beta reading and editing this chapter. Any errors that are found are my fault and not these two brave souls.
Please read it and enjoy. Also I ask that you do not replicate this story without asking. Writing is hard work and I really take it seriously.
IR2R
Chase could not sleep. The end was near, and he was frustrated. He had to do something, so the next morning after Lana spoke to Carter, he called Dylan.
Dylan heeded Carter's advice, and parked his car at the airport. He went into a restroom to change his clothes. Dressed as a businessman, he rented a car from Avis, and headed to Lafayette. He knew someone was watching him, and he prayed his ploy worked.
He kept checking his rear view until he successfully crossed state line. His phone rang and it was Chase. Dylan answered, "Hey, you know?" he asked. There was no point in pretending.
"Yes, and Dylan, he will strike. The vision ends in blood, so please be careful." Chase implored.
Shaken, Dylan doubted the wisdom of going to her and the baby and then Chase spoke. "He will learn where she is, and you need to be there to protect both of them. "Chase closed his eyes and saw a majestic bird hovering. You won't be alone, help comes. "
Dylan took a deep breath; He had to get to her now more than ever. As he arrived in Lafayette, he contacted to local precinct. He quickly asked to speak to the commander. Dylan spoke with Chief Harvey Lamden, and explained the situation explicitly. The commander called the Chief in Baird who verified Dylan's identity and confirmed his story. Lamden assured Dylan that they would be on high alert. Relieved and a bit nervous, Dylan left the precinct and headed to the address Keisha gave him.
Soon he was on the street. His heart pounded. He had not seen her in two years, and in a few minutes he would see her face to face. He'd see his baby girl for the first time. He was actually nervous. Within seconds, he was in front of her house. Slowly, he drove into her driveway, and got out. As soon as he walked onto the threshold, the door flew open and Keisha leaped into his arms.
She cried so hard and held him so tightly that he had to carry her inside.
"Dylan, I'm so sorry. So sorry," she sobbed. "Never meant to hurt you, but I was so scared..." she babbled.
He held her, as tears of joy covered his cheeks, and whispered, "Baby, it's alright. I'm here now." Keisha calmed down, when another cry interrupted their solitude. Someone had woken up and she wanted attention.
"Wait right here," Keisha whispered. She rushed down a short hall, into a bedroom. Dylan took a moment to look around at the home Keisha had made for the two of them. He noticed that she had pictures of him, Carter, Lana, and Chase throughout the room. As he was looking, Keisha spoke. "Dylan, this is our daughter."
Dylan turned and the tears he thought he had gotten under control started once more. There they were the two most important women in his life. Keisha walked in holding his daughter who was a light toffee color with his sandy brown hair and gray eyes. She held on tightly to her mother and stared at him, and then she smiled. Dylan was sure of few things in his life, but one smile from that beautiful baby, he fell head over heels. He was not walking away.
Keisha might try and disagree, but as of this moment, Dylan was home. "Can I....?" he asked.
"Yes, 'Licia, this is Daddy. Go to Daddy." Alicia hesitated, and Dylan was ok. Keisha tried to encourage her, but he stopped her.
"It's Ok, she doesn't know me. It's alright. Hey Alicia, I'm Dylan" he whispered. The baby smiled, and then reluctantly reached for him. Dylan held his daughter for the first time; his heart pounded, and he was overjoyed. Alicia started squirming, and Keisha asked for her to clean her up and dress her for the day. Dylan offered to help, and went with her. Keisha gave the baby a bath and Dylan at first was hesitant about joining them in the bathroom, but Keisha called him in there.
After her bath, the two adults dressed the rambunctious two year old. Soon it was a little after seven, and Keisha called her job to take off for the day. Her supervisor gladly gave her the time. She never missed unless the baby was ill.
Dylan held his daughter, even fed her breakfast. Alicia wanted to watch her favorite cartoon, and Dylan lay on the floor beside her as Keisha cleaned. While she worked they talked. She told him that the birth was easy. The baby had the sweetest temperament. She decided to just tell everything, so she explained that Talia and Rick helped her.
"They didn't say.... They came last year and didn't..." Dylan muttered.
"I asked them to not say anything. Don't be mad at them. Talia begged me to call, but I was afraid... "She took a deep breath. "The way I left was wrong. I should have called you, but I knew you wouldn't let me leave. I had to go. I'm sorry Dylan. I'm sorry I did that to you."
"You were afraid. I understand that, but did you think I couldn't protect you. Did you think because I'm white that I'm weak?" He asked.
"No baby, never. I don't want him to hurt you or anyone else. I ran because he is crazy and he will kill me. If it was just me, I would have stayed, but I had to protect her. She is everything I'm not." Keisha explained gazing at their daughter.
At that point the doorbell rang, interrupting their solitude. Keisha jumped. Even now, years later, she was still so afraid. "Who is it?" she called out.
"It's me and Brenda." Rick's father answered, and Keisha moved quickly letting them in.
Cedric entered and saw the man holding Alicia. It was obvious who he was, the baby was his image. "Welcome Dylan. I saw your car and was worried. Brenda greeted him as well and Alicia abandoned her daddy to get kisses from the Harris's. Brenda laughed and told the baby that she was beautiful and precious.
The Harris's didn't stay long, but made the young couple promise to join them for dinner. Talia and Rick would be home and they could all catch up. They agreed, and Keisha smiled. "I need to call Talia." She mused.