NEW LOVE

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They took my baby, my princess. "Shh we will get her back, Paris is on her way now." Her name, they cause anger and sadness. Am I mad at her? Could she have prevented this? I'm so confused right now.

I can hear the front door. She's here, but my Zaria is not. My heart clenches at the sight of her. I can't seem to move from my seat. With tears flowing, all I can do is stare. I see pain, her eyes tell me everything. Still I can't seem to move.

"I'm so sor-sorry I-I-I should'v-" I can't let her finish. So she could've stopped this. All sadness gone, all I feel is anger. "Do you remember getting their ears pierced?" Loui asks we look at her confused, why is this important. "Yeah they were 4 months" Paris says.

"What's the point of that question Louise?" With the full use of her name. She snaps her head at me. "Well, Catalaya I as their wonderful god mother. I put trackers in them. Is she wearing them now?"

Of course she would do that. "Ye-yeah she got them on. We never took them off." We hear Paris say. "Who would take her? I thought you guys killed everyone" I say looking in-between them. I can see them thinking. "We took them to the same mall."

We snap our heads towards Paris. "Yeah, we did why doe-" "there was a lady at the um-um store, yeah store she acted weird. I took a picture of her." Pulling out her phone, she shows us the picture. "She gave me and Zaria the creeps. She wa-"

She looks panicked, "She was what Paris?" She doesn't answer me. I walk over grabbing her face. "Hey focus on me, she what baby?" I can feel her lean into my touch. "She was there. When they took Zaria she was there."

"We're running her face through the scanner now. We should have a hit soon" Loui says. This doesn't make any sense. Why would someone take her? What do they want with her? Why my little princess? Paris wraps her arms around me.

I missed her comfort, I'm not mad anymore. I don't think I ever was. "I love you I'm so sorry I failed." Her voice cracks, making my heart clench. "Don't. Don't blame yourself, let's just get our little girl back." I can feel her body relax against mine. She's always so strong, she always protects us. Now it's my turn.

"We couldn't find her in our data base. She's like a ghost. We need to dig deeper." I can hear the frustrations in Loui's voice. "What about the tracker?" I ask while sitting on Paris lap. "It seems to be offline, we can't track it."

Sobs leave my mouth. I clench unto Paris, as if she my last lifeline. "There has to be a connection somewhere! What are we missing?!" Paris chokes out. "What are we missing?" She whispers again, more so to herself. "Shh my love we will get her back. I promise."

She's a whole new person now. Someone I thought was long gone. Her dark side just came out. Nothing can stop her now. "I'm going to get our princess back." She lifts me off her. Sitting me next to Loui. She walks to her office, I can hear the door slam. Making me flinch, she's in demon mode.

"If we can't track her, that means she underground. I have everyone on this. I've called every connect I have. We will get my god daughter back." Her words mean nothing. I know she's trying, but nothing is working.

"Who would take her? This doesn't make sense we killed everyone damnit!" Loui yells with frustration. I can't seem to think clearly. I can't keep sitting here doing nothing. I walk into the nursery. Seeing everyone asleep but Zaharia. She must feel something off, she loves her sleep.

Picking her up, I hold her to my chest. I hold her as if she'll disappear. "I love you so much, we will get her back we will" I whimper into my baby. She begins to fuss, looking at the time. It's their feeding time, I take a seat. Popping out a boob, she latches on.

This bring us both comfort. As she's finishing up, I notice their picture. The one Paris painted. She did this the day we fought. It's like she knew what they looked like, before they even came out. I smile at the picture. "We will get them together again."

The voice makes me jump, I wasn't expect anyone. "Paris you scared me" I say while giving her Zaharia. "Sorry I just needed to see them." I go pick up Parish, now it's his feeding time. "Hi papi, mommy loves you so much." I say kissing all over his face. He lets out little giggles. Music to my ears.

"How did you come up with this drawing?" I ask Paris. "I just seen it in my head, and I just dr-" she stops mid sentence. "Him. It's him. He said Zaria looked just like you. The lady at the shop she looks like him. They took our fucking baby!"

"Who Paris who are yo-" wait no no no please no. "You'll be nothing without me I know everything about you, you will regret this mark my words Catalaya." his words echoed in my head.

He will regret taking my child from me.