All Kinds Of Kinds~Miranda Lambert

A Bump In The Night

Miranda POV

I immediately unlocked my phone when I was outside her door, calling Blake. He answered on the second ring. "Ran?" He asked, "I hope this is important, we're in the middle of a shoot."

"I want to adopt Lacey. And soon." I managed to blurt out. There was silence on the other side of the line. "You know that will take a lot of work... And I'm not even home. Can't we discuss this when I get home?" He asked me. I walked down to our bedroom and sighed.

"Yeah. When will you be home?" I asked, sitting on the bed. It was now pretty late in Nashville. I looked at the clock and saw it was almost 12.

"Can I call you later?" He asked me. "Yeah. What time? You're two hours earlier." I laughed. "Maybe an hour? Or an hour and a half?" He asked me.

I sighed, "okay, Blakey." He laughed at his nickname and we hung up. I sighed and got changed before settling into bed. I grabbed the book off my nightstand, my same mystery book, and opened it.

I heard a ringing and shook awake. I had fallen asleep while reading my book, which was now on the floor next to me. Glancing at my phone, I saw Blake's name, I picked it up, "hey sweetie." "Hey Ran. We can talk now."

"What do you want to do?" I asked. There was a long sigh and beats of silence. "I...I don't know. I'm coming in tomorrow sometime and we can talk then." He said.

"I miss you." I said quietly. "I miss you too." He said back, I was so tired of him behind gone all the time, but I didn't want him to know that. We talked for a long time as I watched the clock roll around to 3:00.

"When will you be.." I heard a loud noise and jumped. "I...I just heard something. Hang on." My voice shook. "Stay on the line, okay?" He said worriedly.

I reached into my nightstand drawer and grabbed my silver pistol, creeping out of my room slowly. "What are you doing!? You can do what you want with me, but don't hurt her!" I heard Lacey yell. She was by the back door!

I ran as fast as I could to the back door, but they were already gone! A car roared off into the distance. I shot after it, trying to desperately hit the tires.

"No! No! No! Damn it!" I yelled, throwing down my phone. "Ran!? Miranda? Miranda? I'm getting the next flight out of here!" He yelled, hanging up.

I looked down at my phone and picked it up. I called the police, who said they would be there in a while.

I called Kimberly. "...Kimberly Perry? Why are you calling at 3 am?" She asked groggily. "Lacey is gone! Someone took her!" I bawled into my now shattered phone.

"I'll be right over!" Kimberly said, distress in her voice. I dashed to the back door and looked around, they were already gone!