Free Real Riders Never Die 3 by A'zayler

like he wanted to help her, but he couldn’t. The thing that stuck out to her the most, outside of the fact that he looked like her husband, was he acted like him too.
    He was so serious and mild tempered. His inquisitive, yet confident demeanor won her over. He had been trying his hardest to be nice to her since she’d met him. He’d brought the breakfast that Ornella had cooked to her that morning since she was too sick to get out of bed. When she couldn’t keep it down, he held her hair as she puked it back up.
    Taryn was trying her hardest to keep the attitude she had with Ornella and everyone involved with her, but they were all being so nice. They had been coming in and out of her room all day, trying to make sure she was okay. Taryn opened her eyes when she felt someone else’s presence.
    Ornella was standing against the bathroom counter. She smiled and moved toward the sink to grab a towel. After wetting it she walked to Taryn and kneeled down. She placed the cool washcloth on Taryn’s forehead before moving behind her and gathering all of her hair into her hands.
    With swift movements, she braided it all up into one long braid. “Are you feeling better, my girl?”
    Taryn shook her head no the best that she could with it still being pressed against the toilet seat.
    Ornella startled her when she reached around and placed her hand on her stomach. “Another Youngblood, I assume?”
    “Yes.”
    “Wonderful! Why haven’t you said anything before?”
    Taryn didn’t think that needed an answer because it was something she should have already known. They weren’t that cool, to be telling Ornella her business.
    “Come Taryn,” Ornella stood up and reached her hand out for her to grab. “You must see a doctor. You’ve been here for almost three days. You need to get you and your baby checked out.”
    Taryn stayed where she was for a minute before taking Ornella’s hand and standing to her feet. Had she never brought her crazy ass and kidnapped her then she would have been home where she needed to be. Deciding against giving her any attitude, Taryn moved slowly into the bedroom and stood near the bed. She still felt dizzy as she watched Ornella walk around the room, gathering clothing from the closet. When she was finished, she laid them on the bed so Taryn could get dressed.
    “Why does Demoto hate you?” Though that may have been an inappropriate question, Taryn needed to know.
    Not once, other than the fact that she’d kidnapped them, had Ornella shown a nasty side. Taryn was sure it had to be there or else she wouldn’t have as much power and control over her soldiers as she did, she just didn’t see it.
    Ornella looked at her as she used the washcloth to wash Taryn’s face. “There’s been so much that has transpired between us, my girl, you wouldn’t understand.”
    “I want to understand. And why do you keep calling me your girl?”
    “I call you that because that’s what you are. I only birthed boys. I wanted a daughter for years and now I have one.”
    Not really Taryn thought to herself.
    “So you’re not going to tell me why he doesn’t like you?”
    Ornella’s face looked dazed as she looked out of the window. “You wouldn’t understand, Taryn. Just get dressed so we can go. I’ll be waiting for you in the kitchen.”
    “Where’s Ayo?”
    “In the kitchen having dinner with Uzoma. I will send him in shortly.”
    She left the room and left Taryn to herself. It took a lot of effort, but she managed to get herself dressed. She was standing in the mirror looking at herself when there was a knock on the door. She was about to say come in, but the door opened before she had the chance. Uzoma walked in with Ayo.
    “You feeling better Mrs. Youngblood?”
    “I don’t know why you keep calling me that instead of just saying Taryn, but yes. I’m okay.” Taryn leaned down and gave Ayo the best smile she could through her nausea. “Hey, Yo-Yo.”
    “Hey mommy,” He walked to her,