In Love with Pyscho(Sequel to Pyscho)

Chapter 9a.

Charity's POV;

"Where did she go, Mya?" I asked gripping her clothes tightly.

She shook her head, "she didn't tell me."

"Well, what did she say?"

She frowned hard, rubbing her chin trying to remember . "Oh, she said that she wasn't happy, and this wasn't the place for her, Oh and..and..never mind ."

"What? What is it , Mya?"

"I can't tell you."

"And..why not?"

"It's a secret!"

"Mya, I don't have time for secrets," I grabbed her by her shoulders, "Where is Charity?"

Mya jumped in shock, and began to cry . I sighed heavily , "I'm sorry , baby but I have to find Charity . She needs to be safe."

"Why do you care about her so much ?" I was completely taken aback by her sudden change of tone.

"E-Excuse me?"

"I'm your daughter, not Charity . Lately everything's been about her! Not Mya! What about me, mommy? " her little nose changing to a pinkish color .

"I love both of you , Mya . But right now, Charity's a little more important. Don't you see?"

She shook from my grasp, and bolted upstairs. Damn.

Weeks Later;

After a few weeks, the cops just pronounced her dead. There was no way she could make it on her own . But on the bright side, it's Prince's release date !! I sped down the road , with Mya in her backseat, eager to see her father. We waited patiently outside, Mya gripped onto my side, singing a song she made up.

"Daddy's coming home .

We're going to be family.

Daddy's coming home. " she sang, then called for me. "Mama?"

"Yes, baby."

"Do you think daddy will like me?"

"Oh, Mya. Daddy will love you." the sound of the prison doors opening caught me and my curly head daughter's attention. Stand there, in a tight, muscle shirt, loose blue jeans , and green and black nikes, was Prince. He flashed a crooked smile at me, and shyly waved , before walking toward me.

"Rochelle." he simply said, and wrapped his strong arms around my fragile body . "I missed you." he whispered into my hair sweetly .

"I missed you too, Princeton . " He pulled away, to get a look at Mya.

"Is-Is this..?"

"Yeah, Prince. That's our daughter. Mya Maria Perez. "

He crouched down to eye level of Mya and extended his hand toward her. "Hey ,Mya. It's me. I'm your Daddy."

She smiled sheepishly, and extended her hand so the two would met in a small hand shake. Then, she wrapped her tiny arms around his neck in a sweet hug . He returned the gesture, and it seemed as the world froze for a minute. I chocked back my tears, at the sight of my two curly, bushy headed family members.

We were a family . A complete family.