Eleven Years Earlier…
The winds blew forcefully at my knees, while I picked her frail body up and carried her over to the building. Her mother stood behind me with a devilish grin plastered on her face. I contemplated on whether or not this ordeal was worth it. The pit of my stomach turned into jell-o. The cold air constantly slapped my face. Her tears soon turned into ice, while I stared the man in the Armani suit down. His smile grew wider and wider.
Her mother gazed at me impatiently, while my grip became tighter around her innocent frame. She was only 4-years-old and I was somehow making an agreement with Satan himself. The man continued looking at me, waiting for me to hand her over to him. His eyes were full of mystery. I couldn’t believe that I was doing this. “Nicholas, what the hell are you waiting on?! Give her to him!” She shouted, waking the whole city. And by she, I meant my fiancée Summer. Not only was this her child, but this child was mine too.
Times became hard and because I had a felony, I couldn’t even get a job at McDonald’s. I didn’t want to go to the streets, because these same streets killed my brother. The disgust soon moved to my throat causing me to utter, “Summer, I c-can’t do this. This is my f*cking daughter for god sakes!” The tears found my eyes and then fell silently down my face. “You’re a f*cking idiot. You can’t even provide for this b*tch! So, why should it matter?!” Summer roared, while snatching her out of my arms. I tried to be the best father I could be, but she was right. “S-SHE’S NAMED AFTER ME SUMMER. I CAN’T DO THIS SH*T. WHAT TYPE OF PARENTS ARE WE?! WE’RE SELLING OUR DAUGHTER!”
I yelled, crying hysterically. “Daddy, please don’t let them take me,” Her small voice cried, causing me to cry harder. “Nicole, kiss your father goodbye,” The man demanded, while grabbing her hand. “NO, GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HER!” my voice boomed, while I ran over to him, snatching Nicole out of his arms. “YOU’RE F*CKING PATHETIC NICK!” Summer yelled, pushing me onto the ground. “WE HAD A F*CKING DEAL,” The man yelled, snatching Nicole back. I charged at him, but his goons quickly pounced on me as he threw $100,000 my way. “A deal is a deal Nick!” He yelled, driving away in the darkness. His goons got into a BMW and followed behind him. “Looks like we’ll make rent and anything else we need,” Summer smiled nonchalantly. My throat filled with several painful lumps as I swallowed my heart. Just like that my daughter was gone.
End Of Flashback
Nicole, I love you and am missing you so much. I will never give up on you. Baby, I will be here at this same address waiting to play dress-up with you. Please stay strong for me because I won’t ever sleep until you find Your way home.