Les-B-Honest

A Mess

Temper's POV

I pulled into the driveway off my sisters property. Everything was lit up by police lights. People stood outside observing what was going on. I drove up on to the lawn parking. Officers approached the car and Kelly and I hopped out. "Excuse me you-" I cut him off quickly. "We're the parents of the missing child. The words burned as they rolled off my tongue. He looked at me firmly for a second. "Come with me." He turned taking us inside quickly. We walked past the kitchen where men with gloves analyzed everything. Looking behind me to make sure Kelly was okay. I grabbed her hand as she watched them.

He brought us into the living room into the living room. A single detective talked to Giselle as she sat on the couch next to him. Shawn stood against the walk out off it. As for Giselle she was completely destroyed. Tears ran down her face. Her light complexion turn red. "She was there? A-a-and then-" Giselle's tears prevented her from talking. The officer rubbed her back a bit.

Heads slowly turned to our direction. Everyone frozen. Kelly came from around me to everyone. "You must be Kendra's mother." The older man stood to his feet. His silver hair sat neatly under his hat. "Yes I'm her birth mother. B-but we're both her parents." He nodded motioning us to take a sit." Kelly took a seat next to Bey slowly. "Kelly I'm so sorry." Giselle sobbed hard. "I-it's not your fault." Kelly said kind of quietly.

She was still in shock. I mean I was too. Our child was snatched away from us. Sleeping in her bed. Could you blame Kelly. Kendra is her everything, our everything. If something happens to her. Its going to destroy Kelly.

"You said you think you know what happened to her?" The man questioned Kelly. "Uhm yes, my ex boyfriend. Kendra's father." Kelly dried her eyes. He looked at Kelly confused. "Why would her father want to hurt her?" He upped an eyebrow. "To hurt me. Lance is-" he stopped Kelly. "Lance Gross. You do know that he is a wanted man right now?" He said cutting her off. "Yes, I saw it on the news. Lance is out of his mind. And he's possessive." More tears fell. "He'll do anything to make me suffer. I would hope if had any heart he wouldn't hurt Kendra. But I'm just not sure." She tried not to burst into tears.

I feared that Kelly was right. He shot me. And he was going to kill Kelly in front of everyone. That alone shows he was off his rocker. I don't if he was ever violent before but I do know if he had my baby girl I was going to kill him myself.

"He has her. I know he does." I rubbed Kelly's back trying to calm her. "We will do everything we can do bring back your baby girl." He assumed Kelly before leaving the room. Kelly started to cry harder. She suddenly jumped up running to the bathroom. "Kelly?" Bey got up going after her sister. I got up behind Bey. I turned a couple corners to the guest restroom. Kelly was kneeling over the toilet. Her lunch spilled into the bowl. She gagged and coughed loudly. Kelly gripped the edge of the tub gasping for air. " "You heard him look Kellz. He's bringing Kendra back." Bey tried to calm her. "I can't Breath." Kelly gasped for air. "Do I need to go get paramedics." Bey held Kelly. "What time is it?" I checked my watch. Two Eleven. Coming over to her I held my wife. "She's having a panic attack. She hasn't taken her medication again today." I got down getting on my knees in front of Kelly. "Baby we've been through thus before. You're fine." I grasped her face with both of my hands. "T- uh - I can't. Please." She pleaded. "Sh - sh in and out." She began to breath. "In and out... In ... And out..."

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I came home a little early to be with Kelly. She's been on her road to recovery for a couple weeks now. When she had Kendra she was little "on edge." After talking to her therapist he ran some test. She was diagnosed with Bipolar disorder. It kind of shook us as a family. But it mad it easier to deal with now that we could put a name to Kelly's unusual behavior.