beep beep...
"where's my kids?!"
beep beep...
"WHERES MY KIDS?"
"she's awake!!"
"take her upstairs, call for backup."
"i need my kids.. where's my kids?"
"ma'am we need you to calm down."
"no no no, where's my fucking kids?"
"too much stress will make it worse maam, please calm down."
"zamora! aiyden!"
"hurry, take her upstairs."
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Deziree Rose (andd we're back.)
"deziree rose?" this white lady asked and walked in.
"im Marsha Linz, i wanna help you get back on track." she said and sat down.
"i don't want no fucking help, i want my kids." i said and groaned.
"my head is killing me.." i mumbled.
"i understand that but there's no way i can help you find your kids if you don't trust me." she said with reassuring eyes.
"as of right now i don't trust no fuckin body, don't take it personal marsha." i said.
marsha nodded and wrote something down.
"i'll be back tomorrow, do you need anything?" she asked.
"i just want my kids, if you can't help me with that just leave." i said.
marsha smiled and walked out.
i started crying at the thought of zamora and aiyden.
"where could they be..." i started to blame myself.
why didn't i protect them.
why didn't i protect them like i was supposed to.
why did i let paige bring draco-
"draco."
and we're backk😏
