The Wrong Family

19.

Nicki

"Come on we can go now." I said walking into the living room.

We just got here roughly an hour ago and I change my mind about waiting until tomorrow. I need to find her as soon as possible. The longer I wait the longer I feel like I'm letting her down. She may not know that I'm her mom yet, but I know she's my daughter and I can't wait. Thank God for me buying a house in Beverly Hills a while back cause that's where we are now.

"Go where?" My mom asked pulling the blanket off of her and standing up.

"To the police station."

"You sure?" Tyrell asked.

"Yeah."

They got up and followed me out of the door. I had already texted Draco and told him I wanted to go, so he was outside waiting on us. We all loaded the truck and sat in our seats as I adjusted my glasses on my face. The ride to the nearest police station was mad quiet as we all sat there probably thinking of how everything will play out. Once we got there, I looked out the window to see if Jaxon and Surge were out there. Seeing them wave to get my attention and walk over, we then got out of the car.

"Hey Nicki how you doing?" Surge asked.

"I'll be good when all of this is over."

"I feel you."

I playfully rolled my eyes and walked into the police station behind my mom and Tyrell, with Jaxon and Surge behind us.

"Hello Ms. Nicki. I'm officer Moreno how can I help you?" The Officer asked, making me take off my glasses.

"I found my daughter." I said before shaking my head. "Well technically I met her at my concert and didn't realize she was my daughter and now I need help getting her back."

"Do you know what she looks like? Can you show me a picture of her?"

"I don't have one but I know she was on a new GAP commercial."

"Well we need to get in touch with the people from the commercial first because we can't be looking for someone and we have no idea what she looks like." He said, which I understand. "We won't be able to find her as quick as you want us to if we wait for the commercial to pop up because we'll still need the commercials info."

"I know but she's light skinned and kind of tall an-"

"Do you know her name?"

"I named her Storm, but whoever took her named her somethin with a J." I said closing my eyes to remember. "I don't remember the exact name, but I know it's not common it's kind of unique."

"Nicki." He sighed and sat his pen down after writing in his notepad. "I really want to help you find her, I really do, but we can't put out a unit or search party if we don't know who we're looking for."

I sighed and rubbed my temples. I've taken a big step forward only to be taken an enormous step back. I thought they would've done that drawing a person thing that they do when looking for suspects, but I guess they didn't because I was giving the basic descriptions. I didn't say what color her eyes were or her hair color and facial structure, but he didn't really give me a chance to either. I wasn't going to call him out on it though because he is by far the most respectful officer I've come in contact with. While standing there, I took my phone out of my purse and began to look for the commercial while Tyrell went through the #nickiminaj tag on Instagram to see if he'd find a picture of her with me since I did take a picture with them. In the mist of us looking, Tyrell got a text and gasped. I didn't pay him any mind because he always does that when he texts someone and he gets a respond.