In all my years, I always got the job done, I left no survivors and I never got seen. I was a ghost, I went in and out even before the body hit the floor. I am the best, I had no enemies that were seen as my rivals. Something must have changed.I have two faces staring back at me and I have no idea who they are. I can fully understand the man but I hardly ever take a woman. It is just something I will not do. The faces aren't even familiar as I run through targets that I can remember.Trayton ~“You will have to enlighten me but I don't know who you damn assholes are.”Man ~“Don't tell me your fucking sick ass cannot make some sort of resemblance.”Woman ~“I don't care if he remembers, I want the sack of shit dead.”Man ~“I told you we are not making it so easy for him.”Woman ~“And I told you we should just waste his ass.”Man ~“It was my fucking idea to catch the asshole.”Woman ~“And I am the one that found him.”Man ~“Should I take five minutes to applaud you? You were too damn stup

I have come to realize that there is no such thing as perfect. Or maybe I just attract more bad than good. Perhaps for everything that goes well there is something that has to go wrong too.     My baby got shot, I was waiting to see what this is going to do to her, but she is doing well. In fact so well that she is about to shove an ice block down my pants.     Trayton ~

My life is about to change, again, some of it good and some of it bad, depending which side you standing from. How can a man like me give a life when I am the one taking lives. The sad thing is taking lives is a lot less scary than giving one. Nothing in life happens as it is planned, when things change you fall in with the new and you take it from there.  I have been an asshole towards Ava. I think asshole is putting it lightly, very lightly. I have had a week to digest everything that has happened. I am going to be a father and I embrace it, I have stopped thinking like a selfish jerk and even though the excitement has not fully set in, I know it definitely wi

With Ava …  This is the first morning in a very long time that I wake up alone. The view from up here is absolutely amazing, it is kind of sad that I cannot share it with someone by my side. This is also the most alone I have been in a very long time too. There is a big part of me that just want to phone him but I know that I should be strong and not give in so easily to him. If things are meant to be then they will be.  I need to start planning, I know I am only about eight weeks or so but I need to get to a doctor and also I need to start reading up on baby stuff because I know absolutely nothing.  It is scary but I am so excited.  But I wish Tray was here. I know I should not, he will just break my heart and crush the excitement I feel with the baby.  I wonder if I can trust mom not to tell him that I have

What is the greatest thing a man can experience? Having what you have been searching for show up on your doorstep. It is true that good things happen to those who wait but damn did I had to wait long.  Ava ~”Are you going to stop staring at my stomach and let me in?”  Trayton ~”Sorry baby girl, you are just so...big.”  Ava ~”You can be glad my hands are swollen or else I would have punched you.”  Trayton ~”Come everyone is in the kitchen.”  Ava ~”Who would have ever guessed that?”  I am a mess, but I am a happy mess. My baby is here and she is here with my other baby, a very very big baby. They are both very big, to think that is how much I missed. I don’t want to miss the rest of it, I can only imagine how big she is