Rebecca's POV
Poo Bear
"What did he want?" I asked as Damon laid on my bed , causally.
"Oh you know. Just wanted me to tell you that daddy loves you." He made puppy dog eyes as he looked at me. I threw my pillow at him, he blocked it with my stuff bear.
"That wasn't very nice now was it? Poo bear agrees" Damon joked. I rolled my eyes.
"What did he really say to you? Damon I need to know. I'm freaking out." I said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"Nothing to be worried sweet pea. Nothing at all. It was just about work." Damon said, staring deep into my eyes. I couldn't tell if he was lying or not. It was hard , It was always hard to tell when he was lying. It pissed me off.
"Now enough with the drama , your daddy left and I have you all to myself." He grabbed my waist , pulled me on top of him and I giggled.
"Damon." I giggled again.
"I think poo bear wants to see some action." He said in a baby voice.
"Would you stop with that." I covered poo bear's face and kissed Damon softly.
"That's more like it." Damon said.
***
"Damon." I said, waking up.
"Hmm" He moaned as he layed in my bed.
"The door bell just rang."
"Then go answer it." He said.
"Fine but I'm bringing poo bear." I said and grabbed him from the bed. I walked downstairs , opened the door and saw a girl.
"Hello." her voice sounded sad.
"Um. Hi?" It sounded more like a question. I scanned her , she was tall and blond wavy short hair , clear skin and skinny. And also tan. Jeez perfect much?
"Is Damon here?" She asked
"Um who's asking?" I asked , then she scanned me, up and down.
"Never mind, if he is or if you hear from him please give him this. Tell him its from Natalia." She said. then handed me an envelope.
"Can I ask. Who are you?" I asked, before shutting the door.
"You don't want to know." She said then before she left Damon came down.
"Shut the door. Go upstairs Rebecca." Damon said and before I knew it she had pulled a gun out.
"Oh my god." I scram, running up the satires and hiding behind Damon's back.
"What the hell are you doing here Natalia?" Damon asked in a sharp tone.
"Just visiting. Wanted to give you this. You wouldn't answer my calls." She said
"I thought you'd take that hint by now." He said
"I was going to, but then as I did some digging I found her, She was young , and beautiful , no wonder you found interest in her. She needs to know , Damon. Who you really are." She points the gun at me.
"Don't. Don't you dare Natalia." Damon's jaw tightens.
"To bad I had to tell her daddy. I had to get in contact with him and have him find out the hard way. I'm so sorry. Young sweet Rebecca. You lost your mother and now your father." She said in a sickening tone.
"What the heck is she talking about Damon?" I asked. She pulled out her phone and answered it , the gun still pointing in my direction.
"Yes, you have my Permission." Natalia said. Then hung up. She put the phone on speaker.
"Baby girl!?" I heard my dad say.
"Dad! Daddy?" I ran to the phone.
"Rebecca!" Damon said.
"Baby girl Are you alright?"
"I'm fine! Where are you?"
"That's enough." Natalie hung up the phone.
"Where's my father?!" I demanded.
"Honey, sweet honey." She ran her fingers down the side of my face as tears ran down it. I slapped her hand away.
"You will never know." She said.
"But this. Is for you. From Damon." She said , then handed me the letter and left.
"We should run after her. She has my father!" I said.
"Give me the letter." Damon said, as if that's all he cared about it that moment.
"Why? She said it was for me." I said clutching it to my chest.
"Baby, please." He begged.
"And what did she mean by I still don't know who you are?" I asked
"Nothing I need the letter. Now. Rebecca?"
"Not until you tell me. Everything and we get my father back." I said. Demanding.
"Alright. But you're staying here." He said.
"What? No. He's my father." I said
"Your already in as much danger as you are just by being here. Okay? So I need you to stay hidden. Somewhere where she won't track us. No phones. No wifi. No computer." Damon said.
"Where will we go?"
"I have a place." He said.
***
We were on the road for about an hour and I held nothing in my hand exact that letter. I knew Damon didn't want me to open it. But should I? What was it? What did it say? It was bothering me. And most importantly who the heck was that girl? Probably just some girl he screwed with in highshool and dumped. I still don't get why she would have us at gun point and have by father being held captive somewhere it makes no sense. Where was Damon taking me? As soon as I looked up we were at a cabin, pretty far from the city in the middle of the forest away from the neighbors. The cabin was beautiful. It was big and sat right on the lake. The lake was clear blue and gorgeous.
"This is it." He said and we got out of the car. We entered inside and it was huge. The walls were brick and the windows were glass, the living room was stunning and perfect. It was my dream house.
"Pretty" I said, walking in.
"Yeah." he said, taking my coat and hanging it on the coat hanger. He went into the kitchen and grabbed some wine glasses and poured orange juice.
"Orange juice?" I asked
"You're not old enough to drink. And I don't need you drunk until this problem is solved. Alright?" He said. I just sighed and agreed.
"I'm going to go out into the city, run some errands maybe try to find out where your dad is. You stay here okay?"
"Be safe. Okay?" I followed him into the garage where there was a safe box, he typed in a code I watched carefully. 1999 was the code. Easy enough I thought. He pulled out a gun, and inside were more guns and a box and some envelopes. He shut it and locked it.
"I'll be back. Okay." He kissed my head, got in his car and drove off. I went inside and sat on the couch. Looked at my letter.
Rebecca
Do I dare to open it? Without hesitation I did. And I begin to read the first sentence.