Imana, a young mother, made a bold decision when Brayson and Blyana were only a year old. She knew that staying with their family would cause irreparable damage to her beloved twins. She ran away with them.
Fourteen years had passed since Tobias' t...
“Can I get these handcuffs off?” I asked the police officer who was standing in front of me. He looked at me then faced his front again. “Rude.” I mumbled rolling my eyes. The door opened and the police officer escorted me in.
The man that was sitting behind his desk looked at me with wide eyes.
Do I know him or…?
“Blyana?” He stood up. I looked around me confused as hell. “Yes, that’s my name.” I sat down while he smiled. “You don’t recognise me?” He sat down again. I looked at him up and down and I do see a resemblance to Jayden.
The police officer back in Dublin.
“It’s me, Jayden.” My eyes widened. “Damn, you’ve grown old as fuck.” his smile faded and I laughed. “Well, it’s been almost 5 years. How have you been?” He asked. “Alright, I guess.” I hummed and he smiled.
“I see that you're engaged.” He pointed to my ring. “I am, maybe I’ll invite you and your family to the wedding.” he made a small chuckle. “How’s Brayson?” he asked. “Oh he’s good and much better than before.” he hummed.
“What are you doing in London?” I asked. “Oh, my boss moved our station here. The work and pay here is better anyway.” He shrugged and I nodded.
“Now, let’s talk about the situation that happened in the shop.” I rolled my eyes. “We already got the lady’s side of the story, now we want yours. We’ll match it up to the CCTV footage we have.”
“Well, my partner and I were looking for clothes for our daughter-”
“You have a child?” Jayden’s eyes widened and nodded. “Yep, she’s 4 months old.” I smiled.
“Anyway, we were looking for clothes. That dress we were fighting for was the one I found first. I had it in my hand when the stupid bitch came running and snatching it. I asked her politely at first to give it back. She was just blabbing about that she had been searching for it everywhere and all that bullshit.
I decided to just try and take it without touching her. The bitch slapped me across the face so I attacked her. She got what she deserved.” I shrugged.
“Can’t believe I'm actually interrogating 19 year old Blyana and not the 15 year old.” he shook his head in amusement.
He watched the CCTV footage and it all matched up to what I said. “Clearly, you're the one telling the truth and she’s lying.” I smirked with a small shrug. “Well, I never lie.”
“The police officers that were there had already paid for the dress. So it goes to you.” he brought out a bag and put it on the table. I smiled, “Thank you.” I looked inside and the dress was still in good form.
“Can you get these handcuffs off me now?”
“I thought they already took it off.” He picked up a key and unlocked them. “I asked the stupid fuck but he ignored me.” I shrugged. The door opened and Corbin came running in. I smiled.
“Are you okay? Did she hurt you or anything?” He grabbed my face and checked for any injuries. “I’m fine.” I patted his cheek. “He’s the one?” Jayden asked and I nodded. Corbin looked at us confused.
“Oh, this is Jayden. He used to be a police officer back in Dublin. Brayson and I were always with him when we got arrested.” He nodded and smiled at Jayden. Jayden’s eyes widened.
“Your Mr Hilton’s son? Right?” Corbin nodded but was confused. “Yes, yes I am.”
“That makes you my boss.” My eyes widened. “Boss? So you know about the mafia?” I mumbled the last bit. “Oh yes, I’ve worked for the English Mafia for years now.” he laughed. I was just staring at him, “So you knew that day that Brayson and I were the prince and princess of the Nigerian mafia?”
“Yep.” he nodded and I sighed, nodding.
“I’m just here to bail out my wife.” Corbin said and Jayden nodded standing up. “Come on, let’s go.” Corbin held my hand while I picked up the bag with my free hand.
Time skip…
“Bro, you seriously got arrested?” Brayson laughed. “The stupid bitch slapped me so I just gave her a 1-2.” I shrugged. I looked over at Valencia who was sleeping with Reira on her chest.
I looked at Brayson who was smiling at them.
“Do you want children?” I asked him and he looked at me. “I do.” he looked down with a smile. “Then have one. It doesn’t matter about age since we don’t go to University, she’s going to be a donna soon and you both love each other.”
I rubbed his back, “Plus, we're soon 20 so why does it matter.” I smiled. “We already talked about it but we haven’t actually tried.” he sighed. “Then try. All you need to do is shag in the bed and boom.” he grimaced his face at me and I laughed.
“Why did you say it like that?”
The door opened revealing Corbin, Riaz and Dax.
Oh, Brooke and Ginnie.
I don’t have anything against them, no. I actually like them but I would like to know when they are coming round since I barely even know them.
Valencia started to wake up and Brayson stood up, picking Rei. Valencia fully woke up and Corbin took Rei from Brayson before sitting next to me.
“How many months is she?” I looked at Ginnie. “She’s 4 months old.” Corbin replied and she nodded. “She looks just like you guys, cute.” We both nodded and thanked her. I nudged Corbin’s arm, “Do they know about the mafia?” I whispered in his ear.
“I’m not sure, I’ll ask Riaz and Dax though.” I nodded.
Corbin and I played with our daughter while the others had their own conversation.
My phone started to ring but it was an unknown number. I stood up and walked out of the living room.
I picked up the call, “Blyana?”
Shaye?
“Blyana, can you hear me, please?” She was crying hysterically and sounded like she was in pain. “Yes, I can hear you.” my eyebrows furrowed. “Please, help me. Please, I’m begging you.” she was sobbing.
“Where are you?” I asked, worried.
“Were in-” it went quiet but the line wasn’t cut.
“We're in spain.” she whispered and the call ended.
What the fuck?
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