The Art Of Love

Chapter 3

I rip the note off my door. I walked in and locked my door. I don't know what to do... I can't just call him and tell him I'm alive I can't...

----------Molly P.O.V.-----------

I found her it didn't take me long. She didn't cover her tracks. She was sloppy. Maybe she wanted to be found. She was living in an okay apartment complex. She lived on the second floor. I saw her pull in as I walked up to the stairs. I know she recognized me. I didn't want to scare her away; I wrote her a note. It took me a while to find the words to write. If she doesn't tell him, then I will...

---------Derricks P.O.V.----------

             Molly started to help me look for them. I know she doesn't think they are alive. She doesn't like what it's doing to me. My heart breaks to know they might be out there, and I'm here.

             I stood up as I heard a knock on my door
"what do you want?" "We got a hit. It was a 99.9% facial recognition."

-----------Lanna P.O.V.-------------

It's been a few days since William was born. I'm finally getting the courage to call Derrick. I don't think it's going to be easy, but it's worth trying... His number already dialed; all I have to do is press call... My fingers hesitate in one quick action... The phone starts ringing then it stops "hello" I heard his voice it was so calming "hello who is this..." I didn't answer; I was at a loss for words... What do I say? He starts to get agitated. "who is this!?" he asked for the final time. By the time I could manage to speak a word, the call ended. It was so nice to hear his voice. His words were smooth; his voice made me melt. My heartfelt like it opened up again, but I let it slip away...

I put William down for a nap. He looks so happy. He hardly ever cries... He reminds me so much of his father. I hear a knock at my door. I cautiously look through the peephole to see Derrick standing at my door... "hello, is anyone home?" he kept knocking and ringing my doorbell. William wakes up crying. My heart dropped "who is it?" I say shyly, "Derrick, who am I speaking with." I can't avoid it now; he was here only a few inches away. I start to unlock the door bolt by bolt, then finally I opened the door to see him staring at me. His face is full of emotions. He pulled me in and hugged me. He held me tight, not wanting this to end. "Derrick...I'm..." he stopped me before I could finish "who is crying? Where is Torri and luke?" then he looked down to see my unpregnant belly? He let's go... "ill be right back. I have to go check on him..." I'm so nervous my whole body is shaking. I walk over to my room, picking up William, slowly rocking him in my arms. He slowly calms down and stops crying. "do you uh... Want to meet... Your son..." I ask, unsure. He raises his eyebrow as I walk out of my room, holding his son in my arms. His eyes start to water. As I get closer, he holds out his arms. I gently lay him in his arms "what did you name him?" he said with a monotoned voice, trying to hold back his emotions. "William..."

Derrick couldn't help but smile. He handed me back our son. "you didn't answer my question... Where are Torri and luke?" I look down at David, admiring his features to keep me calm. "they spent the night at my friend's house; they should be coming home soon" he lifted my chin up "why don't you look at me?" "i...i...i... Cant... I've put you through so much... I left... And you don't know how hard it was." he started to frown "you didn't have to leave!" I looked at Derrick. "Derrick, I did have to leave; someone held a gun to my head and told me if I didn't leave next time, they would...." my words faded. I didn't like saying those words. Tears streaming down my face "that they would... Kill our family... I thought this time I could protect you..."