Chapter 16

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Ricky's pov
I have to get back home in L.A. I've completely had enough with Wilder's crying and I still can't find Aviana, which is worrying the shit out of me and not to mention how much stress is on me right now.

I'm waiting at a stop light, and with Wilder sleeping in the back I can now concentrate. I see a cop car pull up next to me. My hands start turning white from the hard and nervous grip I have on the steering wheel. I know that the police are still on a hunt for me and I really don't feel comfortable with this cop next to me.

I take a deep breath and glance at the cop next me. He glances back smiling at me. I smile back and look ahead, I mentally thank god because the light flashes green. I go straight until I see the cop car go behind me.

I begin to grow nervous again. I press on the gas a little bit more still driving straight. The police siren starts to go off as I see 2 more cop cars trailing behind me. I don't know what to do. I still keep driving and mentally curse when I here the baby start crying in the back.

I pull over and sit there. I got caught and I can't do anything about it. If it wasn't for Ariana getting all crazy I wouldn't be in this mess. It's not like I was going to keep them from her forever.

I hear a tap on my window. It's one of the police officers. He is about my height, a little bit more muscular than me, I can't really tell the color of his hair, but it appears to be a dark shade, and his name tag reads Miguel.

"I need you step out of the vehicle sir." he constructs rudely.

I don't want to start anything with them, so I listen and carefully step out of the car, still being able to hear Wilder's horrific cries, which makes my heart break. My heart aches to hold him in my arms and I know he misses Ariana.

"Richard Alvarez you are under arrest for taking Wilder and Aviana Alvarez" the police officer says as he hand cuffs me.

I let tears roll down from my eyes, and sob. They put me in the police car as I here Wilder screams and cries become vivid and awfully loud. I lose it.

"Give me my son, give me my fucking son right now, you pigs"!!! I scream.

The police give him to a detective lady and put him in another car.

A police man comes my way, goes into the car and sits in the drivers seat.

"Alright Richard, we are going to take you back to L.A and enter you for questioning about what happened to Aviana." He says calmly before starting the car and driving of to a private airport.

Aviana's pov
I wake up on a bed, in a beautiful room. I have no idea where I am and I'm scared as hell. I get up from the bed and make my way to the door of the room. I open it up to reveal a long hallway and the sound of a tv blaring downstairs. I mentally and physically prepare myself for anything that can happen as I look around looking for a weapon I can use if I need it.

I go back in the room and quickly, but quietly start searching for some kind of wooden stick or weapon in general to use. I go in the closet and find a medium sized wooden bat when I hear and feel someone behind me.

I stop in my tracks not wanting to turn around. I am too scared of what can happen.

"Hello Aviana, I'm so happy you woke up from your nap". His voice sounds like the man who took me.

I turn around and glare at him, tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

"Who are you, I want to go home to my mommy and you lied to me"!! I babble sobbing.

He looks at me with no emotion at all.

"Little one hasn't anyone ever told you not to speak to strangers"? He ask chuckling.

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