Lana

Chapter 2 Anticipation

I was so bored of waiting I wanted to get out of the house. 

I wasn't the only one who wanted out. 

I was dying to get back in the field the first month was the hardest for me, because I was stuck in my head. 

The only time I had to wait for this long, was my dad getting out of prison. 

 Took 4 months and a year in a half, but by the time he was out, mom already moved on.

Then he went back into prison for alcohol, robing, after the year Mom filed for divorce. 

I've always hated both of my parents for never talking about their issues, and making me think it was all my fault. 

I didn't have much friends growing up I got bullied a lot. 

My Dad's reputation made me target to both kids and adults. 

My mom got the worst of it, she got mean looks, death threats, people would walk up to her blaming her for marrying my father. 

The parents called me a lost cause, 

they said I was gonna end up just like him, refusing to even acknowledge my existence. 

Dad went to jail for a lot of robbery, theft, and also drugs. 

My step father was even worse, 2 accounts for assault, child abuse, abuse, murder. 

My Dad was a criminal, but my step Dad was just a monster. 

After my Mom got away from my step Dad, (I was starting college by the way,) she got even more hate from people everywhere in Russia. 

I hated how both of them had shattered my mom completely she was so depressed by them, and her jobs to keep food on the table.

I am so tired of waiting I need to get out there and do my job. 

The anticipation was killing me, all of sudden my phone starts ringing I flip it open to see who was calling. 

I look up at the screen with big black letters saying unkown, I didn't answer because I thought it was scammer, or just wrong number. 

Then when it started happening through the course of the week, I was very tempted to block the caller. 

Then the Unkown caller left a voicemail while I was getting groceries. 

I waited until I was home I dropped all the groceries in the kitchen and headed to my room. 

I read the voicemail it was kinda static, then I heard a girl speaking saying she needed help and 

this was the number to call in case she was in danger. 

She said her name was Destiny, she is an American, she was taking a trip to Asia.  She is running away from her parents who shot and killed 3 of her siblings and she was next. 

I felt so compelled to help her . 

I was gonna help her and no one was going to stop me, my past memories where coming to haunt me if I didn't help her.