Finding You

Horrible truth

Scarletts POV

It just turned 10pm. I not long put rose to bed, and Colin is still out at SNL. Me and y/n are currently chilling in the living room watching a movie, when my phone started to ring.

Y/n paused the movie and sat up, looking at me as I pick up my phone. I looked at the name, and its an unknown number. Who could this be?

"I'm just gonna take this, okay?" I whispered to y/n/n, pointing at the phone as I stood up. "Okay, I'll be here when you're back" she pursed her lip. I gave her a soft smile before turning to leave the living room, heading into the kitchen.

I hesitated a moment before pressing the 'answer' button.

"Hello?" I whispered to the anonymous person on the other end.

"Hello, i would like to speak to miss Johanson" the other person replied in a demanding tone.

"This is she" i quickly replied, with a slight frown.

"Hello, I'm calling from the L.A.P.D. We have found more information on your daughters kidnapping. We also have had some of her belongings sent over from the UK for you to collect" they spoke firmly.

"What's the information?" I asked, desperate to know.

"I'm afraid that's too private to speak about on the phone, how about we set up a meeting and you can come down here, we'll explain everything to you, and you can collect her stuff?" They recommended. It's a good plan, but when?.

"Wh-when?" I stuttered. "As soon as possible" they replied. "How about tomorow? Would that be okay with you?"

I nodded, forgetting they couldn't see me, but too stunned from this call to realise.

"Hello? Miss?" The officer questioned bringing me back into reality. "Oh, yes, that would be good thank you!" I replied with a little more confidence.

"Okay then, around what time?" They asked. "Umm, how about 12.30pm?"

"Yes, that'll be great, okay thank you"

"Thank you" I replied, still stunned from this random phone call I didn't expect to recieve. I heard the other end of the phone call go blank, signalling they've hung up the phone. I placed my phone down and lent against the counter, head in my hand, elbow rest on my other hand, as I thought about what I was just told.

They know information about my daughters kidnapping? What does that mean? There more too it than a simple kidnapping? Well whatever it is, I wanna know.

"Mom" I heard a voice call out, bringing me out of my daze. "You alright in there?" She added.

"Yes" I called back, now standing up slowly making my way back to her.

"Do you love me?" She questioned, making me frown in confusion.

"Do I love you? What kind of question is that, ov course I love you!" I informed her as I reached the doorway for the living room.

She gave me a cheeky grin in return "Can you get us some ice-cream, pleeeease" she begged.

I chuckled and shook my head as i made my way back into the kitchen to get some ice-cream.

"Thank you" she called out to me. I hummed in reply, now returning with a tub of 'Ben & Jerry's chocolate brownie' ice-cream to share, and 2 spoons.

I sat back down in my original position on the couch, watching as y/n immediately snuggled against my shoulder again. I placed the tub of ice-cream in the little space between us before handing her a spoon.

"Cheers" she thanked in her British accent. "Cheers" I replied, tryna copy her accent but failing completely, causing her to burst out laughing.

She unpaused the movie, and we chilled together for a while untill we both got tired and went to bed.