In Love with Pyscho(Sequel to Pyscho)

Chapter 9

Rochelle's POV;

"Mama..Mama.." a meek voice whispered, followed by a small hand shaking me awake from my sleep. I stirred, and wiped my eyes until I saw a little face similar to mine, but mostly favoring Jacob's. Oh, Jacob .

"Yes, honey ."

"She's awake. " I saw that she was on the phone. "When are you coming home again? Yay!! Okay, here's Mommy. Love you too." she extended the phone to me, and I sat up placing it to my ear. "Hello?"

"Rocky?"

"Princeton." My voice came out shakier than I excepted .

"That was our little girl?"

"Yes, Prince . That was our baby." I fanned myself to keep from crying.

"She sounds so beautiful. "

"She looks it too."

"Well, with a mother like you what do you except, huh?"

I laughed , and bit my lip . Just the sound of his voice does something to me. Makes me feel as though, as though I'm a woman. It makes me remember how Mya came about . The soft moans, the late night screams, and the whispered promise. My body began to ache for him .

"I miss you." he breathed. I shook, hungry for him to be by my side .

"I miss you too, baby."

"You never come to see me, anymore. "

"I know, and I'm sorry . I will today ."

"Good, because I have some news I need to tell you. "

I got up, and headed to the kitchen to make Mya some breakfast. When, I reached in the fridge to get the egg carton, I noticed Mya struggling to read a piece of paper.

"Whatcha' reading, hunny ?" I asked, placing my hand over the receiver .

"I found 'tis in Charity's old room."

"Oh okay. I-...what do you mean, Charity's old room?"

She handed me the note. "Oh my god! "

"Rochelle, what's wrong?" Prince asked frantically .

"I-Its Charity. She ran away !"

"What?!"

"I have to go!"

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