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Faith

Since my parents decided to be selfish and get divorced my life took a very drastic turn. Not only did their separation affect me but now it feels like I'm caught in the middle. Hope doesn't seem to be bothered, well nothing really bothers her and Alex seems to be adjusting well in this dysfunctional situation. I on the other head am struggling.

Whenever we supposed to go to my dad's new place I feel like I'm choosing my dad over my mom and when I decide to stay with my mom it feels like I'm picking her side. I'm just in the middle of this whole mess I don't even know what to do. This whole caused me to have unplaced anger so I do the only thing that calms me down. Smoke a blunt.

I recently made a new friend Gina. She is new at school and we got along just great. She's the one who brings the weed, I don't even know where she gets it from. No one would suspect Gina. She has this nerd character, She's always sticking her head in the book, has glasses on and even had bracelets. She seems to shy to be dealing. I once caught her smoking and that's when I first inhaled a blunt, since then we would smoke at the school's bathrooms and she would give me some for when I'm home.

No one really noticed the change in me. I mean all mom cares about right now is Alex. All she ever worries about is her. Is Alex at home? Did she eat? Alex are you comfortable enough there? That's all this past month has been about. Alex! While Dad seems to be focusing all her anger towards mom. Shw might even hate her at the rate she's going. I swear Alex literally teared our family to pieces. Hope and I aren't that close anymore. After learning that she blamed me for mom ignoring her kinda hurt. It was the last straw and she pulled it. She's now besties with Alex.

I was walking to the next class which happened to my mothers. But we were welcomed by a substitute teacher. It's weird cause mom never misses a class and I know for a fact that she's not absent since I came with her in the morning. She did say Dad will pick us up after school since she will be leaving school early. I'm sure she left already.

Gina and I asked to excused and went to the bathrooms. Obviously to smoke.

Gina : Where's your mom? She inhales the smoke.

Me : Have no idea. She only said she would leave early today.

Her : Mmm. Lets go to class. I don't wanna miss anymore work.

And with that we existed the bathrooms and went to class. I was high. But something didn't feel right. This high was not the usual high I'm used too. I couldn't feel my body. Something in me just didn't feel okay.

I raised my hand

Teacher : Yes Faith?

Me : May I please be excused. I need to go to the nurses room. I'm not feeling well.

Teacher : You are excused.

I took my bag and went out. While on the corridors I felt weaker and couldn't hold on anymore. I fell and it was lights out.

NO ONE'S POV

I followed her as she came out of class. I made sure to off distance so she couldn't see me. When she fell, I made my way to her to find her out cold. Good one Gina, I thought.
I quickly dragged her to my car. As soon as we both settled in, I drove off not before erasing the school's footage.

10 minutes later we arrived at the hideout. I decided stay at plain sight. I knew the police will be looking outside the city. No one would think of this place. It's just one house with a loving family living in it.
I took her to the basement and tied her on the bed. She was starting to stir but I knew the drug would make it impossible for her to have the energy to speak. She won't even be able to lift a finger. If I want my plan to work, I need to put it in action from tonight. Until I know she received my seed.

Emma

Me : Kate look at me okay! Focus on me and copy my breathing.
I took her hand and placed it on my chest as I started taking deep breaths.

We were currently in her office. She was hyperventilating and I knew right away that a panic attack was making it's self known. She was on the floor struggling to breath. I decided to remove her scarf so that she can breath easily without any disturbance. But to my horror I was met with a bruised neck. Not your hockeys bruise but a hand print bruise. I decided to wait for her to calm down before I asked about her neck.

After sometime she finally recovered but the police were already here taking statements.
The call I recieved was from a very panicking Hope stating that they couldn't find Faith anywhere. Apparently Hope says she didn't feel good so she decided to go to Faith's class only to find out she was sent to the nurses office 3 hours ago.

When she didn't find her there and the nurse said she didn't even go there. She went and got Alex. They both looked around the school and when they didn't get her. They decided to call.

The police found nothing and the school's footage seems normal. Nothing out of the ordinary.

My daughter was missing. Hope seems a bit sick. She is weak and sweaty.

Me : Come on baby go rest for a bit. I promise I'll wake you up once we any information.

She and Alex went upstairs taking Angel with them. I was left with a crying Kate. Her eyes were swollen and puffy with a bit of red. I went and pulled her in my arms. I held her tighter as she cried

Kate : My baby is gone Alex. Someone has my daughter.

Me : I know baby. I promise I'll get her. I'll bring our little princess home.

I remembered the bruise.

Me : Baby what happened to your neck?

Her : Ben came by today...
She proceeded to tell me everything that took place in her office.
She soon fell asleep and I carried her to bed. I went and checked on the kids before heading out.

Once I got in my car. I dialed a number I never thought I'd ever dial. It rang twice before a voice came through sending chills to my body.

The person: Alex. I knew you'd come around.

Me : Meet me at the bar in 15.

The person : And where's that?

Me : Miss me with that. We both know you know. Don't be a minute late.

I didn't wait for the person to reply before hanging up.

I drove off to the bar. I'm getting my baby one way or another.

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