Young Writers Society

Riley

She swallows again, "Me don't know."

Grayson

I swallow and look up at Riley, not sure what to do.

Riley

I hesitate, "What did he look like, Mari?"

She keeps her face buried in my hair, "Big. Blue eyes and dark hair," She mumbles, "With a red line."

I bite my lip, looking at Gray in confusion.

Grayson

I think, "The first part sounds like your father, no offense. Red line gets rid of him though."

Riley

I nod and glance down, holding her close, "I won't let anyone take you away."

Grayson

I keep a hand on the side of my daughter's face, "I won't either."

Riley

I sigh and her face widens in fear when she looks behind Gray, "Hes here, mama."

Grayson

I tense and keep them in my arms, glancing back.

Riley

A man appears behind me, grabbing me by my wings and pulling me back. He makes me let go of Mariah and I cough, him holding me to the wall by the neck, "Give her."

I shake my head and he hesitates, "Now."

Grayson

I jump up and throw the guy away from the two, standing protectively in front of my family.

Riley

I slide down the wall and he looks at Mariah, "Hand her over and we won't have any problems."

Grayson

I shake my head, "No, we already have a problem. Getting you to leave."

Riley

He shakes his head, "Not until you give me the kid."

Grayson

I shake my head back and keep the two behind me, "No one is touching my daughter, taking her, or doing anything else. She stays where she belongs."

Riley

I nod at his words and bring Mariah on my lap. The man sighs, "Dont make me take her by force..."