Cristina; Pt45

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I decided i wasn't going to work from home anymore, i needed a distraction from the fact that some psycho has my child. We've been doing everything we can but they police haven't done anything to find him. They have no leads, besides the dark grey BMW but other than that they have no clue who took my kid. I threw on a black blouse for work along with some light blue jeans with rips on the knees and white shoes to top it off. 




I was back at my house unfortunately, i didn't want to be but i had no other choice. I've been staying in our guest room, i told him that i know Sierra's been staying in there anyways, he claims she isn't but i know that's a lie. "Hey, how're you today? do you.. need anything?" Jack stuttered stopping at the door of my room. I couldn't even be comfortable in my own house because that bitch and her kid are everywhere. 




Their things are scattered all over the bathroom, they don't clean up after themselves and i told Jack i'm not cleaning after ANYONE but myself and he said that's fine. But he isnt cleaning after them either, so i guess the house stays a mess. A house that isn't even theirs is being destroyed by two people who don't even live here. 




"I'm fine." i smiled, just so he'd go away and quit bothering me. I didn't like talking to him, only when i needed to. I limited my conversations with everyone in the house, i just felt like a roommate, in my own damn home. I was so sick of feeling like this. I should've just stayed at the hotel, it would've been so much better. But Jack insisted that i stay here while they find Reggie.




"Well, im going into work today so i should be back arou-" i stopped him right then and there. "Jack" i laughed. He looked over at me confused. "I don't care." i simply told him. He looked at me surprised and remained quiet. "If it's not about my son, i dont give a shit about what you have to say, when youre coming back from work, I DONT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOU OR WHAT YOU HAVE GOING ON OKAY?" i screamed. I was so tired of him thinking we're okay just because i moved back in for the moment. 




"I'm sorry." He apologized leaving the room. I just needed my space and i was so tired of him coming in to check on me every ten minutes. He was treating me as if we're still together. I grabbed my purse and keys and did a few touch ups before i left. I overheard an interesting conversation between Sierra and another person, i couldn't hear who was on the other line though. i couldn't even tell you if it was a male or female. The conversation was along the lines of 'are you coming to get me' 'Yeah well he's gone now' 'okay, i'll be waiting outside on the porch and you have the address' it was such a random and strange conversation. It was almost as if she KNEW i was listening to her, like she knew i'd overhear her conversation and tell Jack.



But that isn't my business anymore. HE isn't my business anymore, once i find my child i'm leaving and me and him can work out some type of arrangement for Reggie. That's IF i ever even find him. "I'm heading out okay, i'll be back" Sierra smirked holding her sons hand. 




I rolled my eyes and pushed past her to get downstairs and out the front door as quickly as possible. I just wanted to leave, i felt almost sick. I just needed to get out of here. This house just sucks so much energy out of me and i feel nauseous every time i step foot in here. I bolted towards my car parked at the front of the house and drove off to work. 



On my way there i thought about stopping by the police station but i told myself and remembered what the detective told me, she said that worrying and lashing out will only make myself feel worse. I knew she was right, i drove right past the New York police department. I walked right into work and smiled at everyone. I got nothing but stares, a few hello's but mostly just blank stares and quiet whispers. Everyone knew what happened, they either heard it form other co-workers, overheard the boss telling my close workers which are the people i have helping me work on stories and the paper.



"Cri-Cristina, what are you doing here? i thought you said you'd be working from home permanently now." My boss worried. I smiled brightly and waved at him. "I thought maybe it'll get my mind off of the investigation if i actually go to work and im not trapped in that house all day long." i chuckled lightly. I don't know if maybe i'm just over thinking but i felt as if everyone was just staring at me at the moment. i just smiled and walked over to my desk.




I was about to start up my computer and open my emails but i was getting a call from NYPD. "uh, yes- Uhm hi" i answered getting up. My boss and everyone else looked at me as i gathered all my things and left the building immediately. "I can be there right away okay!" i informed them. "No, uhm hes, unavailable right now. i'll just come alone" i smiled and hung up. 




I rushed into the car and threw all of my things into the front seat, i didn't even care. She told me they could have a possible trace of who could've taken him. She said something about an email and that there may or may not be more than one person involved. That worried me. It made my stomach turn completely. 

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