Found #2

Chapter Eleven

"Where in the world have you been?" Mom snapped. I set my keys down and took a breath.

"I told you; out with Briella."

"You never asked to go out with her. It's four in the morning! You could have gotten stolen-" She stopped mid-sentence, looking down at her folded hands and unfolding them then folding them again.

"Good thing that happened already right?" I started towards the staircase, slight anger and drowsiness washing over me. I hadn't had a good nights sleep in days and that's all I wanted. Although I was sure it wasn't going to happen tonight.

Mom stood up, pacing over and quickly grabbing my arm.

"I didn't mean-Sienna, I love you so much and after what's happened you should just be...on alert. You need to tell me where you're going."

"Fine." I said tiredly. I yawned and walked up the steps, hearing the soft snore of Tracy.

I made a mental note in my head to make up to her for being so careless at the park.

Crawling into my covers, I stared up at my ceiling. Glow-in-the-dark stars dotted the ceiling and staring up at them used to calm me. But now, it only reminded me of what I used to be. Of who I used to be.

I pulled the small piece of paper out of my pocket, reading those words over and over again until my eyelids became heavy and darkness took over.

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I opened my eyes and pulled the covers off of me, drenched in sweat. My room was hot. I was hot. I padded over to the window and pulled it up, taking a breath of fresh air. No nightmare, finally. I glanced over at the clock on my nightstand; 5:21 a.m.

I wasn't even sleep for long. A glass of water couldn't hurt though. I pulled on my silk robe and rabbit slippers, walking into the dark hall. The nightlight was the only thing illuminating my path down the steps. Closer down, I heard a sniff. I peeked around the corner into the kitchen, wondering who it was but knowing deep down who it had to be.

"...sweetie, please come home. I know you said that it was a business trip but we all miss you. I miss you." She said into the phone, wiping a tear away from her cheek. She sniffed again, hanging up the phone and laying it down on the counter. More tears. I bit my lip, my eyes slightly burning.

Dad had lied and told her it was a business trip. I knew he wasn't coming back. He would never come back and I felt dumb to even realize this late in the game that as soon as I was returned, dad would be busted. I had dirt on him. Kiersten too. He thought he would never see me again and he would get that money and my family would live in all the riches. But he never realized that even if I didn't ever come back from being stolen, my family would still be broken...even with all that money.

I shook that thought out of my head, feeling grateful that Grayson hadn't let that happen and he saved me. It was quite rare that someone's boyfriend solves part of a kidnap. Then embarrassment washed over me. How could I be so dumb as to try to have sex with him? Now he probably saw me as a vulnerable, emotional mess. And I deserved it.

My own tear drifted down my cheek and fell onto my shirt. I looked at my mother who was completely oblivious that I was standing past the doorway peeking in on her. I felt bad. She was also going through things. First I end up disappearing and then her own husband.

Something in the back of my head told me to just show her the note. Or go to the cops. That would be enough information, right?

No.

I had to figure out what was going on. Why Marlon got killed. It wasn't just gang violence that killed him and I now knew that. I was going to get to the bottom of this. But now, I just needed sleep.

And to forget about what my mother was just saying.