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Megan's mother pov:
20 yrs in the past

Fuck. Why did he live in such a guarded place. Fuck men. And fuck James for ruining my life. All I have to do is take out these two guards. Simple, right?

"It's her-" They said but were immediately interrupted as I stabbed one in the neck and the other in the shoulder. He held his wound and cried in pain. Shouting curses after curses at me. I crouched down and pressed on the knife causing him to yell louder.

"Shut the fuck up, will you?" And he did. "I know you have my girl. Where is she? She's like one really petite girl, she's premature..beautiful baby face..brownskin..honey eyes. Where is she?"

He breathed heavily, staring holes at me. I chuckled at his bravery and pushed the knife deeper in his shoulder.

"You better tell me where the fuck she is or I won't hesitate to kill you, and that won't be nice. I guess the world needs some ugly fucks to level it out so it would be a shame killing you.." I sighed.

"Sh-she's with him..The boss." He managed to get out.

"She better be. Go clean yourself up." I smiled and walked off inside the building. All that was going through my head was how would I kill him? and more importantly, how would I get away with it?

I killed guard after guard. I spared some, if they told me where my baby was. Some were honest, some were stupid.

I walked down a narrow hallway. One guard. All I had to do is take out this motherfucker, kill James and take the baby. The baby, what would I call her? He really stole her from me and then thought he'd just..get away with it?

I shot the guard in the dick. Whoops?

I kicked down the door and saw him. He looked the same. The same beautiful eyes, the same brown hair and the same shit eating grin. He sat there looking up at me.

"You look beautiful." He said.

"Shut up." I spoke through gritted teeth. "I'm gonna take the baby, and kill you and leave, okay?"

"The baby?" He chuckled. "Did you even bother to name her?" He got up from his seat and walked towards me. His hands caressed my face and he was still grinning.

"How are you, my love?" He said. This had to be a trick. I couldn't kill him yet, I have to find her.

"Papa..?" a little voice cried from beside us. There she was. My baby.

"Megan..baby.." He cooed as he smiled at her. She smiled at him. Dang, does that little brat know that I carried her for 9 months and not this fucking dickhead?

no, of course she doesn't know that..

I walked towards her, slowly. James just stood there, not saying a word.

"Hey baby.." I whispered. She looked up at me with her big eyes. I don't know if she recognised me or if she was confused on who the fuck I was but, that right there was my kid.

I picked her up in my arms and held her head. I turned to James and he chuckled.

"You can't kill me in front of her. Are you that cruel that you would kill a man..no..a father in front of his daughter?" He smirked.

"Eat shit, James." I looked back at Megan. Her pretty face..I couldn't. She'd be scared. She would grow up with trauma and shit.

With a sigh, I walked backwards.

"Don't pull any shit, James. Let me leave with her."

"I'm just standing here. Have a good life, treat Megan well. I'll get her back though so it's alright." He waved us off with a smile.

"Papa.." Her little arm reached out for her sinister father.

"Bye, baby.." He smiled.

"Bye, Anna."