Candace has been in the hospital for three days now. There has been no sign of Tiffany. I also haven't been able to contact Crystal. Once we told Candace what was going on. She hasn't spoken a word to anyone. She turns her back every time someone tries to talk to her. Missy tried but it failed every time. She ended up going back home this morning. Marcus has been almost acting the same way. He won't talk to anyone, but he has been on a mission to find Tiffany himself. He has gone to her family who claims they haven't seen her since the day she stabbed Candace. I just knew if Marcus found her he would kill her.
I've been working with the police. We didn't think she actually wanted Alexa. We think its a way to get at Marcus. The problem was it had already been three days and no one has heard a thing from Tiffany. Marcus is never here at the hospital. I sit alone in the room with Candace. If she is not crying then she is sleeping. The doctors are talking about moving her into the psych ward. I argued with them and told them I would pay whatever it cost to keep her here. It's working for now, but I don't know for how long.
"Baby, I know you don't want to talk to anyone, but I need your help. I knew you to try and pull yourself together so we can find Alexa." I tried to say to her while her back was to me.
"Why would she take my baby Mason? Why?" I heard her fragile voice say.
"I don't know, but I promise you we will find our daughter." I reached out to touch her hand. She grabbed it and allowed me to pull her into my arms. I picked her up and held her in my arms. She was still crying and I wanted nothing more than to make her world a better place. "I need you to pull it together baby, I want to get you out of here," I said to her as I kissed her head.
"I'm sorry." She whispered. I lifted up her chin to face me.
"Can you maintain yourself long enough for us to get the hell out of this place, so we can find Alexa?" She nodded her head at me.
"Let me go take a shower." She said as she wiped her eyes. "Wheres Marcus?" She asked me. I just sighed.
"I'm nit sure. He has been hunting Tiffany for three days now." Candace looked down and walked off to the shower. The doctor came in and we talked about letting Candace go home. The doctor said she would have a talk with Candace and if things seemed better. She would let her go home with me.
It took about two hours, but the doctor allowed me to take Candace home. I tried to call Marcus to let him know, but I only got his voice mail. I left him a message and told him Cans really needed him. I could only hope that he would check his messages and come home to her. Once we were home things took a turn for the worse. Candace went to the nurse and would come out. Her parents were here, but that wasn't working. I call Marcus like ten more times, but he still wouldn't answer the phone. She had the door locked and I couldn't get inside. I figured I just needed to give her some time.
I heard the front door open and I saw Marcus come walking in. He looked beat to shit like he hadn't had a shower in weeks. He looked at all of us and then headed upstairs.
I didn't know what to do. My heart was broken. I had no idea what way to go or who to turn to. I tried my best to get it together for Mason. I was able to talk my way out of the hospital, but once I got home and saw my daughter's room. I broke down and locked myself in. The room was dark and I just curled up in the chair. Then I heard a knock at the door. I ignored it until I heard his voice. "Candace, please angel." I got out of the chair and opened the door for him. He looked so lost. I placed my arms out to him. he came into my arms and we both went to the floor. "I'm so sorry angel." He said and I just held him longer.
"Sh, this is not your fault," I said to him while I ran my fingers through his hair.
"I'm going to kill her."
"I know," I said. "Come on, do you want to have a shower with me?" I asked him and he nodded his head at me. We took a shower together and when we were done. I was feeling better and I knew he was too. I was having a bit of a hard time getting dressed. My tummy was later but I could still see a pouch. My body felt like something was missing. I wanted nothing more than to breastfeed my daughter, but I couldn't. That was killing me. I hoped we would find her before she forgot me.
Marcus and I came down to the living room where we found everyone sitting. Mason smiled at me and came to my side. "So what's our first move? I can't wait for the police to find her. They haven't found her before." I wasn't willing to take this one sitting down. I couldn't sit around and do nothing.
"I have been watching her parent's house. Hoping that maybe she would show up there, but so far she hasn't. I know they know something but they are not talking." Marcus said. We all talked for a while, but it seemed as though we weren't coming up with anything. Mason decided to higher a privet investigation. we couldn't start anything until the next day. It was getting late as I kissed my parent's goodbye. There was nothing more that we could do tonight. I walked back inside and Mason and Marcus were talking in the kitchen. I saw my phone was going off on the couch. I walked over and picked it up. The call was coming from an unknown number.
"Hello?" I said. I could still see the guys talking in the kitchen but they couldn't see me.
"Hello, Candace." The voice said and I knew right away it was Crystal.
"Why are you calling me?" I asked her.
"Listen to me very carefully. Go someplace you can talk alone."
"No way," I said softly. My eyes still glued on the guys.
"Then you won't see your daughter again."
"No one can hear me," I said.
"Good, listen up princess. Tiffany is crazy and has your daughter. If you go to her tonight. You can have your daughter."
"Why should I believe you." The kind got quiet for a second and then I heard a baby cry. "Please don't hurt her," I said.
"Then do as I say and she won't get hurt." I agreed and she gave me an address to be at by one in the morning. She told me if I didn't show up alone I would never see Alexa again. I was also not to tell anyone. I sighed when the line went dead, but I knew what I had to do. I walked into the kitchen trying to hold it together.
"I'm tired, I want to sleep in my bed alone tonight," I told them. They both kissed me and I walked off to my room. I had changed clothes and then crawled into my bed. I knew they would both peek their heads in and check on me before they went to bed. It was only a little after ten. I laid there and waited like I knew they would both of them looked in on me and then shut the door. I pulled the blankets away from me. I grabbed my gun and tucked it into the back of my pants. I'm not completely stupid and I knew I was walking into a trap. I wrote a note with the address I was going to on my nightstand. I climbed out the window and took off into the night. Please check on me again. I said to myself.