We arrived at a little restaurant on the corner of 5th avenue. We walked in and they reserved a booth.
"It's been a while." Trace said trying to be nice.
"Why?!" I couldn't help my self. "What did u put me up for adoption. You guys seem pretty rich."
"We did it because I was goi g through rehab. We weren't stable enough. We wanted you to have a good life."
"You think it's good wondering for 16 years why your own parents didn't want you."
"Enough!" Marko said in a stern voice, "we came here to get to know each other. Not fight."
Thy started asking my about my life. It was coming to around 7:30.
"It's time for me to get going."
"Of course, of course. We will pay the bill and be on our way." Tracie said smiling weirdly.
Marko payed the bill and we left. I was directing on which way I need to go to get home. Tracie and Marko were acting weird.
"Turn here. That's my street." They missed the the turn. "Hey. That's my house back there. You missed it."
"Oh no. We are t taking you home. We just got you back we are not giving you up." Trace smiled.
"Your our daughter. We will keep you." Marko said.
"No take me home."
"You are going home. Home with us."
"I'm calling the police."
Marko pulled a gun. "You call the police a hole will be in your head!"
I slowly put my phone down and tried to sneak a text to Ty but I was caught.
"You pull out that phone one more time , I will pull the trigger."
