An O'Broden Story

Chapter 43 - "Overbearing emotions."

Hollands POV

I  knew it. I knew it. I should have listened to the bad feeling in my stomach. It was real now.

I was still in shock. I felt like I couldn't breathe. We're at the police station. Reporting our newborn child missing. How is this even happening?

I feel numb and it hurts everywhere in m body not knowing where she is or if she's okay. I want my baby back. The tears is streaming down my face.

Dylan is brave, but I can see the fear in his eyes. He's holding my hand so tight I'm losing the bloodflow in my hand, but I don't care.

"Ma'm. We're sending out cars to start search the area. Do you have any enemies or someone you know that could have done this?" The policeman says and looks at me.

I furrow my eyebrows. Enemies? Like someone who wants to kill me? Maybe Britt? No, she couldn't have done this. Anyone could have done this. A hater maybe. I'm a public person, it can be anyone.

"Ma'm?" The policeman yells.

"Hey! She's trying to think. Chill." Dylan growls at him. I realised I was talking to myself in my head, I can't quite form words.

"I- I don't know. I'm sorry." I say and the tears keep streaming down my face.

"It's okay." Dylan tries to comfort me and wipes my tears away.

"The message." I suddenly say, without thinking. They need to know.

"Message? What message?" The policeman repeats.

"I-I got... a message." I say and starts fumbling inside my purse to find my phone.

I find it at open up the message.

"Here. Look." I say and sniff.

"Oh my god. I forgot about that." Dylan says and he genuinly looks surprised he had forgotten.

"I have to take this ma'm." The policeman says and takes my phone. "This is now evidence." He says before he disapears around the corner.

I'm shaking, I close my eyes for what feels like a second.

"Holland." A mans voice interrupts my moment.

"We are very sorry for the incident. We are doing everything we can to find your little girl. Do you mind answering some questions for us?" He says.

By the looks of it, he is probably the chief of the police with that fancy uniform and all the medals covering it. I nod my head as I still have difficulty of speaking.

Dylans POV

I don't understand why things go so bad for us and how this is even happening. I have so many bad emotions flowing through my body I feel numb. I can't cry. I can't say anything that makes any sense, because nothing makes sense.

I feel anger, at the people who took my daughter. I feel fear, for what they are doing with her. I feel sadness for a loss for something I love equally as much as my wife and that I value more than my own life. I feel guilt for letting my sight of my daughter for one day.

I also feel guilt for yelling at my mother in front of everyone at the wedding when I know it's not her fault. Another guilt, for not taking the message Holland got more seriously. I feel pain, because I feel helpless.

Holland fell asleep on the sofa the second we got home after the interrogation at the police station.

She demanded to have my phone, in case they would call, but then she fell asleep... crying. She was deprived already before the wedding, and all the stress and crying has knocked her completely out.

She's definitely going to be mad at me for letting her sleep, but she needs it. There's nothing we can do until we hear from the station.

I'm sitting in front of the dining room area, so that I have a good view of Holland and the phone. Resting my chin in my hands, I feel all my emotions getting the best of me. I can't stop the tears anymore. And theres a lot of them wanting out, frustrated I kept them in.

I sit there, cover my face and cry. I've never cried like this. Physical pain is nothing compared to THIS pain, this pain is the real shit and it fucking hurts.

Please let her be okay.

Authors note: Hey, so I'm very well aware that this chapter is a bit short and doesn't do much for the story. I'm still struggling with the direction of the story.

So I have a question for you readers and I want EVERYONE to answer:

What do you THINK has happened?
And WHO do you think have done it?

I'm curious to hear your suggestions.

LOVE Y'ALL SO MUCH! You are the most patient readers on planet earth, haha!