•Nova•
"hi, um we're here to see Jennifer Hunt"
the officer nods before walking away from the desk. my voice was strained, almost scratchy and barely there from all the yelling and crying. i didn't understand why my mom had gotten arrested. she hadn't done anything to be in this position.
"please follow me"
Eli grabs onto my hand, squeezing it tightly as we make our way down the halls of the busy precinct. all you could smell was coffee and the phones ringing.
"what did she do to get arrested? we are just on vacation visiting some friends. what could she have possibly done?" Cameron questions
"maybe you should wait and talk to your mom. you can see her in a second" the officer clears his throat before disappearing down the hall
cameron releases a deep breath before leaning against the wall. after our mom had been put into handcuffs and put into a police car, we had hurriedly gotten into the car and rushed down here. nothing else was important to me right now except for this. this complicated situation in which none of us should have been dragged into.
"you may go in now"
i push through the door, gathering my mom in my arms. i hug her tightly, breathing in her scent that was a mixture between coffee and her perfume.
"i'm okay. i'm okay" she shushes me
"why did they arrest you?" i question
she let's go of me slowly, a nervous smile gracing her features making my heartbeat increase.
"it was your dad. he reported me for kidnapping but they can't exactly hold me here for that. you guys are my kids just as much as you are his" she explains
"dad? Jeff Hunt?" cameron's questions
"that's what i've been told. i just don't know what to think as of right now. everything is just a mess, honey" mom says rubbing my arm in a comforting way
•••
"goodnight, i love you guys"
we had finally gotten back to the room and it was almost one in the morning. the process of getting her released took longer than what any of us thought. we were all just happy to be back at the room instead of in a holding cell.
once everyone is in their rooms, i grab my phone and head towards the balcony. i had a few choice words for my dad as of right now and i wanted nothing more than to tell him about himself.
"hey sweetie, everything okay?" i hear my dad's voice ask over the phone
"is everything okay? sure. if you count mom getting arrested because of you 'okay', then yeah. i'm doing fucking well dad" i scoff
"nova-"
"no! i don't want to hear it! you know how we felt growing up without mom. all me and cameron ever wanted was a family but you can't stand the fact that we are happy to have her back in our lives can you? how selfish can you be? you're lucky they let her go. i don't know what's been going on with you but you're not my dad. my dad is usually a happy-go-lucky person, who supports us in any and everything we do. what happened to that guy?" i rant
"nova, sweetie-"
"whatever, it doesn't matter now. i hope your happy because you just lost your daughter"
