Chapter 3

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"Papa!!" Little me runs around my family's mansion screaming for my father to save me from the beasts I call my brothers.

Today was my 7th birthday and I am celebrating it with my whole family, and that's a lot of people, I have 6 uncles and 25 cousins, I know a lot right? But whats even crazier is that i'm the only girl out of all of them and its a pain in the butt. Don't get me wrong I love them and all but sometimes I want a girl to plat dress up with.

I feel someone grab and spin me around making my fairy dress twirl out and look up to see all of my older brothers amused and happy faces....


I slowly open my eyes but then quickly shut them looking at this bright ass light that shines in my eyes. Like seriously do these lights have to be this bright at the hospital. I know I'm at the hospital because it's a normal occurrence for me.

I think about that weird ass dream that I got... Then it all came rushing back to me.

My family, that was my family, I always just thought that they never wanted me but that wasn't the case, those bitches fucking kidnapped me from my family and tortured me . Their dead, fuck prison I'm going to kill them.

I open my eyes again and look to my right to see two new police officers that I've never seen before, and that's saying something.

They look at me with wide eyes, and I'm starting to get annoyed, didn't anyone ever tell them that it's rude to stare. I know I look weird with all of my tattoos and that scar across my eye and shit but damn.

"Helllllooooo??? Earth to creepy offiicccceeerrrrsssss?" I eventually spit out getting tired of their crap.

They blink at me surprised I am talking to them like that and slowly shook out of their trance.

"I- uhm- yes Miss we were sent here to inform you that your family is coming to get you and they seemed very excited to see you" The ugly bald one stutters out looking flustered, like seriously I'm 16 years old stop perving out dude.

Oh fuck I'm going to have to play the sweet princess role, that is my least favorite. You may be wondering why, well I don't want my family to think that I'm some awful person so they won't like me and send me away, call me self-conscious but can you blame me?

I plaster a huge fake smile on my face that I know makes my eyes sparkle and say, "Realllyyyyyyy!!!!! OMGGG I missed them so much" I yell out.

They blink once again surprised in my change in behavior and from the looks in their faces I know that they like this personality better. See what I'm talking about.

Before they can sat anything a tall familiar blond dressed in a pencil skirt and white blouse walk into the room.

"ANNA!" I scream out once again taking her surprise. Anna is my social worker and lets just say by the amount of times I see her we bonded a lot.

"Hey Zar, I'm here to take you to your house to collect your things"

"Ok, lets goooo!" I say while ushering her out of the door.

I hate acting like a cheer leading bimbo, oh well, lets just say this is going to be a long ass week.


Santiago POV (Father)

It was just another long work day and I was casually sitting in my office thinking about life and how it could have been better. I know how it could have been better, if I had my little girl back. My princess has been missing for eight years now and been presumed dead four years ago. I slam a vase against the wall in anger. I can't believe she just slipped through our fingers like that.

My work phone begins to ring and I pick it up, "What the fuck do you want"

"I- uh- so - is this M-Mr. Perez" The man on the other line stutters

"This is he" I growled out already getting tired of their crap, "Cut to the point"

"Um this is N-NYC police department and we h-have your daughter Zarita Perez in custody because we just arrested h-her foster parents"

I drop the phone and shock and immediately feel tears come to my eyes, I haven't cried since my daughter was gone but now I'm hearing that she might be alive.

I pick the phone back up and say "I'll be there in a couple of hours."

I'm coming bebe (Baby)

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