I know it's not Alex because he never knocks, I mean it is his house. I open the door and see police officers. "Are you Valentina North?" one police man says. "Yes." I reply "We're sorry to say that your stepdad died last night from an overdose and alcohol poisoning. We have found your biological dad and have gotten in contact with him. He is your only living family and has agreed to take you in. You will be flying out to him tonight. So, go pack your bags." He says. Well I guess that's life. " Okay." I reply I walk down to my room and grab my backpack. I shove my one outfit into the bag, my book, pain medicine and the last picture I have of my mom.I can hear the police officers talking about how they need to get back to the station and get all my papers filled out. I walk up the stairs and out the door not bothering to look back. That's house had no value to me anyways. The police officers try to make small talk with me on the ride to the station but I kept giving them one word answers. They never told me there names so I called them rock and hart. Eventually they got the hint and stopped trying to get my to talk. We pulled up at the station and took the elevator up to the 6th floor. We walked into an office and sat down for about 5 minutes.
A big guy came in and greeted us. "Hi, you must be Valentina. I'm Derek the chief of police here in Sulphur. I know some terrible events have just happened to you and I am so sorry for your loss." He said. "Did you know your stepdad was doing drugs and selling them?" rock said. "I knew he was doing drugs but not selling." I said. "Okay. That's all I needed to know. You will be flying out to your dad in Italy after you leave here. I know that you have been through a lot and we are here to make it better." He said. I nodded my head. They finished some paperwork and lead me into a new car. It was nice. The social worker tried to make small talk but I didn't feel like talking. I was so tired but I knew I couldn't fall asleep because I didn't want her to get worried when my nightmares started. We drove a little over an hour to get to the airport and parked the car.
She walked me to my gate and handed me over to the fly attendant. "Alright Valentina your plane ride will be about 12 hours. You will have first class and will be able to eat. I know scary things are happening and your life is changing a lot but things will get better. They always do for the ones who have been through a lot." she said. I wasn't sure if she knew I was hurt or not. "Okay thank you. It was nice meeting you." I mumbled. I followed the attendant onto the plane and she led me to my seat. "Have you ever flown in on a plain before?" She asked. "No" I replied. "Okay. When everyone is on the plane we will ask that you put your seatbelt on and not get on any devices until I tell you it's safe. You will be able to sleep, shower and you will get food when ever you want. I will come back and check on you every now and then to see how your doing. If you have any questions feel free to ask." She said. "Okay thank you. Can I get a cup of water, please?" I asked. "Yes I will bring that right to you." She replied. I hadn't had anything to drink in a while and I was starting to get thirsty. She brought me my water and told me put my seat belt on because we were about to take off. "Um can you help me?" I asked. "Yes," She said while buckling my seatbelt. "Do you need anything else before we take off?" "No I'm good. Thank you though." I said. "No problem" she replied. I was shaking the whole time the plane was going up in the air. I almost passed out but luckily we got safe before that happened.
When the plane was safe again the attendant came and told me I could use my devices but I didn't have any. I did bring my book so I started reading that. I know most people can't read the same book over and over again but this book is the only book I could read for 2 years and have grown attached. Before the accident mom, Alex and I used to go to this field and just sit there until the sun went down. We did it once a year on my birthday but since mom died I haven't been able to go back. Maybe I will go see it again. Life was good with Alex and mom but I guess life fucks with you when things are going good.
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Lost Daughter
Adventure*BDSM Concepts are used in this book. If you don't like it, don't read it. * Valentina North is a quiet and shy person. Her mom died when she was 8 years old and has been living with her abusive step-father ever since. She is abused on a daily base...