It was past midnight and I was still awake. Still thinking about where it all started and how it ended up being this way. Everything was fine in the beginning so where in the hell did I go wrong? I gave him everything! So why did he tell everyone I was a monster? Am I really that bad of a person? Lost in thought I decided to get up and search for the remote since I wasn't getting any sleep anyway. I turned on my favorite and decided to check on my little one in the other room. I heard something downstairs but I figured it was probably the window that I left open because it felt amazing outside. I walked into Naomi's room and she was sound asleep in her crib. I stood over her and thought to myself how perfect she was and I couldn't help but bend over the railing and give her a light kiss "I love you my little princess" I whispered softly. I turned around and everything went dark.

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I woke up laying in the middle of Naomi's room with a pain in my head. I grabbed at my head and felt something moist. Some kind of dark liquid was on my hand it was dark so I couldn't really see my guess was blood. My adrenaline was coursing through my veins I turned towards Naomi's crib and she wasn't there. I started to panic. My mind raced with so many questions and possibilitys. I quickly got up forgetting about my pain forgetting about everything. I ran to my bedroom with my head feeling faint. I grabbed my knife out of my drawer and glanced around the room looking for my phone. Somebody had went through my room. How long was I out I wondered. None of it mattered at the moment. I needed to find my daughter. My phone was gone as I suspected. I ran around the house like a mad women looking for her but I knew she wasn't anywhere around. I didn't feel her presence. i looked for evidence I looked for a clue to where she might be but the only thing I found was an opened back door and a piece of paper on the counter. I picked up the paper 'good luck finding her' it read. I fell to the floor feeling helpless and I cried. "SHE NEEDS ME!!" I screamed as loud as I could knowing nobody would hear me. I quickly got up from the ground looking for my keys and finding them under the covers in my bed. I rushed out to my car and the windows were busted but I didn't care I jumped in and felt nothing but pain that I ignored. I quickly put the car in reverse and my tires screeched. All I could think about was if she was okay I checked the time in my car it was 5:45am. It was almost time for me to feed her and she was still on breast milk. I rushed over to her dad's house. I didn't wanna see him. I didn't wanna talk to him but I knew I had no choice. When I pulled up his room light was on so I figured he was getting ready for work. I started thinking about when I would get up with him and make him breakfast and prepare his lunch while he ate. I remembered how we used to joke around and tease eachother. I quickly snapped out of it and jumped out of the car almost forgetting to put it in park. I bolted into the house without knocking. I rushed up the stairs while hearing running water shut off. I bolted towards his room and I opened his door and a gun met me at the door. There he was half naked with only a towel around his waste. I still loved him. I've missed him. But I'm the one who ended things so why am I still not over him. I realized he was in shock to see me just like I was shocked to see him even though I was in his house. He was just so breathtaking. His short black hair with the top only a centimeter longer then the sides. His natural glowing tan and his small but muscular arms. And his torso- "Are you okay? What happened!" I fell out of my trance and realized he had set the gun down somewhere and was frantic. He noticed the blood trickling down my head and legs and pieces of glass falling off. I couldn't speak. I tried to but pain shot through my body. "Where's naomi?!" his tone was aggressive and concerning but the look on his face showed he was terrified and worried. I fell to my knees and I couldn't help but burst into tears. My body felt weak. My head felt faint. I was fighting the urge to pass out. He bent down and grabbed my shoulders. He looked at me impatiently before he was about to say anything I finally found my voice. "I don't know" I cried "She was right there..... and then she wasn't" I couldn't handle all the pain and emotions I was feeling. My body was overwhelmed. Before I knew it he picked me up and rushed me to the bathroom I noticed my legs were covered in blood. He put me down on the toilet seat and grabbed a cold wet rag and put it to my head then grabbed my hand and made me hold it. I felt my body getting cold and noticed the room spinning. He must've seen how I was feeling. Diluted blood covered the white tiles on the bathroom floor. "I'm s....s....sorr...sorry" I finally pushed out. I couldn't comprehend everything he was doing but he was trying to help.