The Cover Up

~26~

*Aniyah's P.O.V*
I was awaken by loud screaming and glass shattering. It took me some time to even figure out where I was. When I did figure out I thought back to why I was even here. I really hope someone is looking for me. I'm ready to go home and be with my family. I need to explore the house and figure out a way out but first I need to see what's going on downstairs. I looked over on the night stand and didn't see the orange juice or the pill bottle which means, one of them came to get it. Thank god for those pills because I feel so much better. Almost like my old self, except not as happy as usual, but I can admit throughout this whole situation I haven't gotten mad yet, which is really weird to me. Who gets kidnapped and held captive but doesn't get upset? I guess that's a good thing though, right?

I got up from the bed and walked to the door and slowly turned the knob to see if the door was unlocked. The door opened and I walked down the hall and stood at the end of the stair case to hear what they were saying.

"She doesn't even remember me." The man said

"David, how can she. How old did you say she was." Aaron said.

So now I know the man's name is David but who is David and why is he worried about me remembering him? How does he even know me?

"She was 4. But we had memories, how can she not remember those memories." David said.

"I don't know. She'll probably remember later on with her being around you so much." Aaron said

"I love her Aaron. Seeing her now makes me remember all the times I missed. She will never understand why I did the things I did, but she needs to know that I never wanted to leave, that I had no choice but to leave. I want her to know I love her and I'm sorry."

"Just tell her."

"It's not that easy. She's already scared of me. You should have seen the way she looked at me when I was up there tucking her in. She thinks I'm going to hurt her. I'm just doing this to try and protect her. I hope she understands."

"How will she understand if you don't tell her?"

"I'm going to tell her, but it's too soon. She's not even used to me yet. I don't think she'll be here long enough for her to even get used to me. I want her to get some rest anyways. She even sleeps the same and her soft snores are still cute." he chuckled.

I just stood at the top of the stairs listening. Is he my dad? And why was he watching me sleep? I never knew my dad but that would explain how safe I felt in his arms. He didn't have to take me, he could have just told me that he wanted to get to know me, or have a relationship with me I would have came to him. I always wanted to know my dad. Why would my dad kid-nap me? Why did he leave anyways? My dad has been alive all these years and I haven't heard from or seen him until now. He left me in this cold world with no father figure, no man in my life to look up to, or to be around when my mother couldn't be.

"How do you expect her to sleep with you throwing dishes and yelling."

"Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry." He said sweeping up the dishes.

My head is hurting again and I'm having sharps pains in stomach.

"Maybe I just need to go lay down. That's what I get for ease dropping." I mumbled to myself.

I turned around and went into the room. I laid down onto the bed and tried to go back to sleep, while holding my stomach. What's going on? I need to ask Aaron for more orange juice and pills. I got back up and tried to walk down the stairs to get to Aaron, while holding onto my side and wincing in pain.

"AGGGGHHHHHH!" I yelled out in pain and cried.

"Aniyah? What happened?" David called out as he ran up the steps and brought me over to the couch.