I love you

Chapter 1

Work has become more stressful than when I first started. In the beginning it was simple. I would design a few houses and buildings. Now I have to go to four meetings a day and sign off on major projects. My company is doing so many projects and getting so much business that we had to create our own construction company.

But work is over now, at least for the day. I get to go home to my little boy and loving husband. They really make the hard work worth it.

I pulled into the driveway of my one story house that I bought with my husband two years ago after our son was born. I stared at the house for a moment smiling. All I could think about was how red haired prince was most likely cooking dinner with our son. I quickly got out of the car and hurried inside to see my boys.

"Tyler! Teddy! I'm home!" I exclaimed excitedly. I waited by the door for a few minutes, hoping to see Theodore run to me. The house was completely quiet and I didn't smell even the slightest bit of food. I furrowed my brows and walked into the kitchen in search of them, but the kitchen was as clean and empty as it was when I left that morning. I continues to search for them, checking Theodore's bedroom and then me and Tyler's bedroom. As I headed towards the guest bedroom I heard crying in the office.

I rushed into the office expecting to see Tyler crying about a character dying in a book he was reading or possibly some bad news from one of his other children. When I flung open the office door I stood in shock to see Teddy crying on the floor and the entire room trashed. Tyler's comfortable chair that he would sit in for hours was on lying on the ground and the pen I got him years ago was spilling ink all over the desk. I picked up Teddy and held him close as I walked to the living room and sat down. A million thoughts were racing through my head as I was trying to figure out what could have happened and where Tyler went.

The condition the room was in could have been from an outburst of anger or worse. I feared the most that someone or something took my Tyler. I tried not to let the tears that formed in my eyes, fall down my face as I comforted Teddy.

Would someone really take Tyler?
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A/N
It's not very long, but none of my stories ever are. I will continue to write this, but I hope you enjoy this first part!