Taken From Me

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"How's Dom?" Faith asked me over lunch at Carino's. They had the best Italian food in all of Texas.

I picked up my glass of water and put on my best face, "He's doing great." I said taking a sip of water trying not to break out in tears.

I had told all of friends that Dominic had went to go stay with his grandmother for a few months due to behavior issues and with me working all the time, it became overwhelming. I didn't know if that would work because Dominic was such a good child, he didn't have behavior issues. Surprisingly, my friends were extremely supportive and all made comments how they wish they could get a break sometimes as well.

"I miss that kid and it's only been a few days, " Faith said twirling a piece of spaghetti noddles around her fork and shoving it in her mouth, "this is so amazing."

I smiled at her and pushed my plate away, I had suddenly lost my appetite talking about Dom. Not knowing if he had eaten that day. Was he scared? Was he crying? Was he hurt?

The touch of something cold made me jump as Faith placed her hand on top of mine, "You okay? You look lost in your thoughts." I looked up to see a concerned Faith looking into my eyes.

"Yeah I'm fine, just thinking about work and stuff, I have tons to get done," I smiled and pulled my hand away digging into my purse, "I should get going though, lunch is on me." I placed a fifty dollar bill on the table.

Faith stood up and embraced me into a much needed hug, "You take care honey." She whispered in my ear and rubbed my back. I nodded and gripped Faith tighter than turned away quickly so Faith didn't see the tears getting ready to fall from my eyes.

Back in the car I let out a sigh and grabbed my iPhone to and quickly typed the message:

I did it, the bug is planted on the back of her shirt, now what?

Unknown: Now We Wait. Trust No One.

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It had been several hours before I got the text I had been waiting for, I never knew what the response would be. I had a phone number for the person labeled "Unknown" but no matter how much I googled or reversed the number I could never get a name on it so I came to the conclusion that it was just a throw away phone, like a prepaid one.

The unfamiliar sound of a *ding* was now becoming familiar and causing me to run to my phone. I quickly swiped when I saw a new message.

Unknown: Check Your Mailbox

I got up from my table and went downstairs to the apartment complex mailboxes and placed the key inside mailbox 414 and inside was a tape recorder with a tape that said "Play Me"

I feel like I'm in a saw movie at this very moment. How can someone even break into these boxes without anyone noticing?

I looked around to make sure no one was watching and no one was around. I guess that answers my question. I placed the tape recorder in the back pocket of my jeans and quickly made my way back into my apartment.

I sat down at the small kitchen table and looked around nervously, I refuse to ever get used to the silence in here.

I grabbed the tape recorder took the sticker off and let out a sigh, here goes nothing.

"Did you ask her about Dom?" An unfamiliar guys voice asked.

"Yes, she said he's with her mother." I immediately recognized Faiths voice.

"How long have you been friends with Sandra?"

"About 5 years why?"

"Have you ever met her mother?"

"No why?"

A long moment of silence passed before the unfamiliar voice spoke again;

"Don't you find that odd?"

"Not really, Sandra has never lied to me before, if she says Dom is with her mother than he must be with her mother."

"Find out more about that, something doesn't seem right."

The tape clicked off and I placed my head in my hands sobbing. The ding from my phone interrupted these horrible thoughts I was about to have.

Unknown: Stay Away From Faith Before She Gets Hurt.

I leaned back in her chair and threw the tape recorder across the room angrily.

Why are you doing this to me? I quickly texted back.

Unknown: Revenge Of Course. You should be concerned because that isn't me she is talking to.

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A/N: What could she have done so wrong that someone wants revenge? Vote and comment(: can't wait to hear what you have to say.